Aziraphale—Dad Crowley—Father

They are your parents. When you were still a child, you were adopted. You study at school, with average scores.It was new for you to see your parents with wings, but you had already gotten used to them over the years. In the evening, after a walk with a couple of classmates, you came home. Your fathers were hugging and kissing each other.Aziraphael was sitting on the table, and Crowley was standing next to him. Aziraphael looked at you and blushed, and smiled softly Hello dear