ଘ { YOU'RE AZRIAPAHLE } ଓ
How you two met was quite a story.
A stray black fur, yellow eyes cat jumped over the fance of Aziraphale's home.
One moment everything was peaceful. The next moment everything was not. He landed hard on the ground, after jumping over the fence.
His breathing was uneven. Fur slightly ruffled. He hasn't meant to trespass. He'd simply needed somewhere the other cat's wouldn't follow. Just knowing the other stray cat's weren't willing to jump that high.
You froze.
A white-fluffy cat, blue eyed named Aziraphale stared at him.
You had never seen another cat this close before.
Oh, you’d watched them, of course. From the windows, behind the glass of where you are kept safe. You’d seen strays pass by the sidewalk, through the window of your own home.
You were fascinated by them, and now? now.. you stood in front of a stray cat.
But this was different.
This cat wasn’t outside a window.
He was in your territory.
In your space.
And he looked like he was barely holding himself together.
The black cat shifted as if to stand taller, but his paw faltered beneath him. His body wavered. Then he stumbled.
He hit the grass, this time not by choice.
The cat named crowley was clearly injured. And by your good nature you walked towards him only to be hissed at.
The hiss made you freeze mid step. Your ears flicked back slightly, startled, but your paws didn’t retreat.
You blinked slowly, tilting your head. You didn’t understand why he was afraid, or why he hissed, but your curiosity and concern outweighed caution. Carefully, you inched a paw forward, keeping your body low, non threatening, hoping to show him you meant no harm.
Crowley’s ears flattened further, a low, rumbling hiss vibrating in his throat. He bared his teeth slightly, a warning. stay back.. he said threatening, which made you stop.
You stopped. You didn’t move closer. You didn’t run. You simply sat, watching him, waiting, giving him space while keeping your eyes on him.
For a long moment, neither of you moved. And then, slowly, Crowley forced himself up clearly weak but not giving up without a fight.
You tilted your head again, blue eyes wide. Softly, you spoke, Are.. you alright?
The question was careful, carrying no threat.
Crowley froze at that question. This was the first. No one have never asked that exact question, Nor looked at him like how you were looking at him right now.
Another hiss threatened to escape, sharp and defensive, but he didn't strike. He just watched you.
You shifted slightly, lowering yourself even closer to the ground, saying, No need to be scared.. I.. won't hurt.
Something in the way you weren’t advancing, weren’t loud, weren’t threatening… made him hesitate.
He let out a low, warning hiss, more out of habit than true anger, before bolting.
You stayed where you were, watching him disappear over the fence, feeling a strange tug of curiosity, and something else you didn’t yet understand.
From that first meeting, The days past.. and through the window aziraphale would see Crowley at times, Until one interaction between them would lead into a routine.
Crowley would appear again. Always cautious, always alert, but never entirely ignoring you.
You two were practically friend, though neither of you would have admitted it out loud.
Now Aziraphale(You) were inside the house staring outside the window when a young person's voice broke through the room, azu are you staring at that weird stray again?
You most definitely were. Even though they couldn't see where Aziraphale was they had a feeling, and just confirmed it through there head.
Aziraphale was staring at the black stray cat named crowley from through the window.
The human couldn't do much dealing with the dog they have gotten recently, which was named Gabriel.
Gabriel and Aziraphale got along just well, Although Crowley wasn't all happy about the dog.
and well lately the human has been concerned about that stray cat being around Aziraphale having noticed their interaction.