Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/47532841.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Good Omens (TV)

Relationship:Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Characters:Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags:

Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Crowley (Good Omens), Wingfic - chronic wing pain, Wing Grooming, Caring Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale is Good at Being an Angel (Good Omens), Post-Canon, Touch-Starved Crowley (Good Omens), Healing, Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), The inherent eroticism of grooming your best friend's wings

Collections: Hurt Comfort Exchange 2023
Stats:
Published: 2023-06-19
Words: 3,448
Chapters: 1/1

Charred Feathers

Summary

The wings burst through, a flurry of feathers and ripping fabric.

“Damn. Thought they’d be enough room. That was a Tom Ford under-vest, would have cost me eighty quid if I’d actually bought it.”

“Of course you stole it, you vile fiend,” Aziraphale said automatically, staring at Crowley’s well-groomed wings. They were black, and tidy, but it wasn’t a pure, midnight black. More a very dark, almost shabby grey, for all their beautiful condition. He was beginning to have a horrible suspicion about those wings. He reached out, and very gently brushed his fingertips through one, not letting any healing power through yet.

“Made it. Y’know.” Crowley mimed snapping his fingers.

“You’re wearing knock-off flannels?” Aziraphale demanded, tone high with outrage. He let his other hand come to the other wing, stepping closer, as Crowley snorted with laughter.

Aziraphale had been right. Crowley’s feathers were smooth and perfect and undamaged, and at the same time, they were charred black by fire.

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