Emeraldheart12

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"So, what do you think?" Gabriel asked, spinning Beelzebub around in an office chair.

"It's making me dizzy," she said, closing her eyes.

"Oh, sorry," he frowned, stopping the chair quickly. "Do you think it's a good color?"

"Well, it's a nice grey," Beelzebub said thoughtfully, looking at the paint on his office walls. "Like everything else..."

"That's right," Gabriel smiled. "It has to be uniform."

"...does it?" She asked. "You could.... spice it up a bit. Take risks. You're an archangel, you should be able to have colorful wallpaper if you want it."

"I would never have wallpaper," he shivered dramatically. "But.... I suppose some purple or red would be nice..."

Beelzebub snapped her fingers, and the walls became a dark purple with bright red paint splatters.

"It's like blood," Gabriel smiled. "I like it. Thank you."

Beelzebub nodded, digging around in a bowl on Gabriel's desk. She fished out a red lollipop and tore off the wrapper.

"Seriously? Watermelon has to be the worst flavor out there," he grimaced.

"Oh, fuck me," she hissed, popping it in her mouth. "Spin me round."

Gabriel started spinning the chair again, and this time Beelzebub held onto the sides and tucked her legs in.

"Gabriel? Is everything alright in there?" Someone said from outside the door.

"Everything is fine!" He said, rolling his eyes. "You don't have to ask."

"Oh... we just... wanted to make sure, because, er, there's a demon..." the voice said awkwardly.

"It's fine, go back to work," he sighed.

There were footsteps, and all of silent outside. Beelzebub looked up, an annoyed look plastered on her face.

"Sorry," Gabriel grinned, patting her messy black hair.

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They kissed often, if you didn't know. That's what is happening right now, on Gabriel's desk. It's silent, they've gotten good at being silent kissers, because if they weren't, every angel in heaven would be busting down the door.

But at this moment in time, there was only one angel, and he was softly knocking. Sadly, he knocked too soft, just like Crowley had always told him. This angel was Aziraphale, if you couldn't tell already. If you couldn't tell, then I'm sorry, but you're a dumbass.

(The words 'soft'and 'Crowley' aren't supposed to go in the same sentence unless it's 'Crowley is soft' or 'Crowley's soft for Aziraphale' or "'crowley has a really soft punch'.)

Finally, Aziraphale just pushed the door open, very annoyed now. He blushed bright red, gasping.

"Aziraphale!" Gabriel said loudly, looking up.

The door slammed shut behind him, but he hardly noticed. Beelzebub turned around on the desk, placing her lollipop back in place and crossing her legs.

"Hey," she said to the stunned angel in front of her.

"How are you so calm!?" Gabriel said.

"I dunno. It's not like anyone would believe him if he said anything," Beelzebub shrugged. "Except the snake."

"D-Don't call him a snake," Aziraphale stuttered, still staring at Gabriel.

The archangel sighed, cooling his face down. "Look, Aziraphale, what you just saw... it was nothi-"

But he was gone.

"Dammit."

"Nothing we can do now," Beeze said, looking down.

"You're right," Gabriel muttered, sitting in his chair.

"Bout what? I'm right bout a lot of things, you'll have to be specific," she smiled.

"Three things," he continued. "One. Nothing we can do now. Two. No one will believe him. And three. We shoulda put a lock on the door."

"Wow, I'm surprised you remember that," Bezebub said. "That was like... three years ago, I think. Hey, look, we didn't put a lock on, and now look where we are. Three years time and everyone will start believing Aziraphale."

"Maybe I'll have a talk with him..." Gabriel said quietly. "If you'd like me to. I feel fine with him knowing, there's nothing he can do. But if it makes you feel better..."

"That's fine," she shook her head. "It's fine. Just put a lock on, and we'll be okay."

Gabriel snapped his fingers, and now there was a keyhole in the door, and the key was on a string, around Beelzebub's neck.

"Okay, so, that's a sweet gesture and all," she laughed. "But you also need to get in your office."

"Oh, yeab," he said, the corners of his lips turning downwards. "Ah, well. Just give it back next time."

"Mkay. I suppose you just won't be able to lock your office until I get back, huh?" Beelzebub questioned. "That's stupid. Take the key."

She dropped it and and the string onto the table after untying it from her neck.

"Alright, but that doesn't mean there won't be a next time," Gabriel smiled leaning in to take the key.

Beelzebub kissed him quickly and slid off the desk. "Course there will be. See you later."

She darted across heaven towards the exit, wanting to hurry up and leave before anyone would notice how long she'd been in the 'bathroom'.

"Have fun down there," he yelled across the pristine white room, closing the door behind her.

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This wasn't that good but I'm too tired to rewrite it so here

I promise I'll do better next time but I'm bout to fall asleep so

Thanks 4 reading