theangelfell | Prometheus

Prometheus

Aziraphale had heard a rumor, about a book. At a shop other than his, which was rather vexxing. So he made inquiries about the location, and appeared there the next day after putting out the "closed indefinitely" sign on his own shop. (The sign had two sides; the other said "open temporarily.")

He walked in, hearing a little bell chime, and looked around. "Hello?"

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"I imagine we're some of the oldest people in the city," said Azirpahale conversationally before taking a drink.

"Hard to say. There are beings that have outlived us both, no doubt. Things from before any gods we know," Prometheus mused. "But they don't tend to sit down for tea, in my experience," he added with a smile.

"I may literally be the only angel who is fond of tea," said Aziraphale thoughtfully. "They think I've gone native."

"Have you?" Prometheus asked curiously.

"I would be terribly put out if I had to leave," Aziraphale said. "I would miss tea very much. And old books. And wine. And oysters. And our table at the Ritz."

Prometheus raised a brow at 'our table', wondering who the other diner might be.

"They have very good oysters," Aziraphale explained, assuming he was reacting to the location.

"And who do you share your plate with?" Prometheus asked.

"Oh," said Aziraphale. He paused, and then said, "My companion. Crowley."

"Another angel?" Prometheus asked, sipping his tea.

Aziraphale considered this for a moment and said, "Former angel."

The titan looked terribly amused by that.

"I see," he replied.

"Worse than going native, isn't it," Aziraphale said dryly and took a sip of tea.

"I'm not a judge of anything, least of all right and wrong," Prometheus pointed out. "That's between you and yours, I think. Personally, I'm of the opinion that we shouldn't limit the company we keep based on social norms."

"I'm afraid my... colleagues would not agree with you," Aziraphale said. "Bit more than social norms, I suppose. But I'm already on the naughty list for other reasons, so I don't think they care much what I do at the moment anyway." He offered a little smile. "But I think that we should find love where we can."

"It's love, is it?" Prometheus asked. "Oh dear."

Aziraphale looked down. "Perhaps I oughtn't have said that."

"Why?" the titan asked. "It's of no importance to me. I only know it's of matter to you and yours. A worry for you to carry. I was offering empathy, not a warning."

"Ah," said Aziraphale. "Well, a worry... yes, I suppose. But it's worth it, don't you think."

"I think anything that truly matters to you is worth the risk," Prometheus replied. "We can only do what our souls say is right."

"Perhaps," said Aziraphale, with a little smile. "Yes, I think that's true. And do you have a soulmate?"

"I have my dove, Robin," Prometheus nodded. "I've known Goodfellow for a very long time, and our paths have crossed many times. At some point it became clear our timelines were woven together, and I am thankful for it."

Aziraphale's smile widened. "Oh, wonderful," he said. "It is a marvelous thing, love, isn't it. And all that comes with it."

"It is," Prometheus nodded. "I've been well, of late, so I've been able to enjoy it for a while. Though I do worry I'm due another turn," he confessed, tapping the side of his head.

"How long have you been with your partner?" he asked.

"Since the garden of eden," said Aziraphale. "Or about a year. Depending on how you count."

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