Discorporated Part 4
Aziraphale had been doing quite a lot of practicing trying to touch things. He'd managed to move some books a few inches, knock over a glass of water in an attempt to pick it up, and he could move papers off of the desk as a way of getting Crowley's attention. That was as far as he'd gotten, though. He knew that it would take quite a long time for him to get to where he could actually become at least slightly corporeal but he was finding himself extremely impatient. He had discovered, though, that he still had the ability to enter Crowley's dreams. He thought he had lost that when he stopped being an angel but it was an ability he still possessed and used when needed.
Crowley had cut back on the sleeping since the accident. He had too many times that his dreams turned into nightmares and there was no point in sleeping if he didn't actually get any rest. He did try, occasionally, though. And sometimes he would actually just slip off the sleep out of sheer exhaustion. His body had apparently gotten quite used to the idea of sleep, even though he wasn't supposed to actually need it. This was a night where he'd managed to fall asleep at the desk, his head resting on his folded arms.
"No..." He muttered softly, shaking his head a bit. He was back in the car. He could see the large SUV barreling toward them but he couldn't stop it. Nothing he did could keep it from ramming into them. And then everything stopped. Aziraphale just smiled at him and reached out to touch his cheek.
"Crowley, darling, you need to wake up. You're having a nightmare again." Aziraphale gave Crowley a kiss on the lips. It took him a second to realize what was going on and he sat up in the chair, looking around him. He had a paper clip and a post it note stuck to his face and he could hear Aziraphale giggling.
"Very funny." Crowley made a face as he removed the offending objects and stretched a bit. Sleeping like that wasn't good on his back.
"It is amusing." Aziraphale smiled. Even with the paperclip removed, there was still the shape of it on his face.
"Thank you." Crowley said softly as he got to his feet. He definitely needed to go to his actual bed.
"There's no need to thank me, my love. I'm simply doing what anyone would do with the ability to do it." Aziraphale shrugged. He floated along beside Crowley as he walked up the stairs.
"Still appreciate it." Crowley said with a nod. He tried not to look down. The lack of feet still bothered him a bit. At least if he didn't look down he could pretend Aziraphale was actually there.
"It's no trouble at all." Aziraphale said with a nod. He waited for Crowley to open the bedroom door before going in. Crowley had said on numerous occasions that just going through the doors and walls was unsettling. One thing Crowley didn't seem to mind was Aziraphale watching him as he got ready for bed. He changed out of his shirt and jeans, slipping on a pair of black silk pajamas and climbing into the bed that was very much Aziraphale. The cream colored sheets and the tartan duvet and pillow cases. Crowley hadn't bothered to change any of it.
"I'll be downstairs if you need anything, dear." Aziraphale said with a nod before he started to leave the room.
"Stay." Crowley said as he watched the ghost of his love hovering close to the door. "Please." He was still shaken up from the nightmare, even though Aziraphale had stopped it.
"Alright." Aziraphale nodded and made his way over to "lay down" on the bed. It was more for show than anything else. Crowley rolled onto his side and closed his eyes, sighing softly. Aziraphale concentrated. He shifted closer and wrapped his arms around Crowley, wanting with everything that he had to hold him.
"Zira?" Crowley kept his eyes closed.
"Yes, Crowley?" Aziraphale replied. He wondered if Crowley was going to complain about being cold, as he'd done before.
"I can....feel that." Crowley shifted a little so that he could look at Aziraphale. It was the first time that Crowley felt something other than cold when Aziraphale tried to touch him.
"You can?" Aziraphale smiled.
"Yeah. It's....it's nice." Crowley gave him a little smile. He wished for all the world that he could kiss his angel just then but he had to settle for snuggling into the bed a little more and enjoying the sensation of arms around him. Maybe now he'd actually be able to sleep.
"I love you, Crowley." Aziraphale said softly, just holding onto Crowley as he started to drift off.
"Love you too, Zira." Crowley said sleepily. It wasn't long before he was sound asleep. Aziraphale just continued to hold him, making sure his dreams wouldn't shift to nightmares again.
Crowley had cut back on the sleeping since the accident. He had too many times that his dreams turned into nightmares and there was no point in sleeping if he didn't actually get any rest. He did try, occasionally, though. And sometimes he would actually just slip off the sleep out of sheer exhaustion. His body had apparently gotten quite used to the idea of sleep, even though he wasn't supposed to actually need it. This was a night where he'd managed to fall asleep at the desk, his head resting on his folded arms.
"No..." He muttered softly, shaking his head a bit. He was back in the car. He could see the large SUV barreling toward them but he couldn't stop it. Nothing he did could keep it from ramming into them. And then everything stopped. Aziraphale just smiled at him and reached out to touch his cheek.
"Crowley, darling, you need to wake up. You're having a nightmare again." Aziraphale gave Crowley a kiss on the lips. It took him a second to realize what was going on and he sat up in the chair, looking around him. He had a paper clip and a post it note stuck to his face and he could hear Aziraphale giggling.
"Very funny." Crowley made a face as he removed the offending objects and stretched a bit. Sleeping like that wasn't good on his back.
"It is amusing." Aziraphale smiled. Even with the paperclip removed, there was still the shape of it on his face.
"Thank you." Crowley said softly as he got to his feet. He definitely needed to go to his actual bed.
"There's no need to thank me, my love. I'm simply doing what anyone would do with the ability to do it." Aziraphale shrugged. He floated along beside Crowley as he walked up the stairs.
"Still appreciate it." Crowley said with a nod. He tried not to look down. The lack of feet still bothered him a bit. At least if he didn't look down he could pretend Aziraphale was actually there.
"It's no trouble at all." Aziraphale said with a nod. He waited for Crowley to open the bedroom door before going in. Crowley had said on numerous occasions that just going through the doors and walls was unsettling. One thing Crowley didn't seem to mind was Aziraphale watching him as he got ready for bed. He changed out of his shirt and jeans, slipping on a pair of black silk pajamas and climbing into the bed that was very much Aziraphale. The cream colored sheets and the tartan duvet and pillow cases. Crowley hadn't bothered to change any of it.
"I'll be downstairs if you need anything, dear." Aziraphale said with a nod before he started to leave the room.
"Stay." Crowley said as he watched the ghost of his love hovering close to the door. "Please." He was still shaken up from the nightmare, even though Aziraphale had stopped it.
"Alright." Aziraphale nodded and made his way over to "lay down" on the bed. It was more for show than anything else. Crowley rolled onto his side and closed his eyes, sighing softly. Aziraphale concentrated. He shifted closer and wrapped his arms around Crowley, wanting with everything that he had to hold him.
"Zira?" Crowley kept his eyes closed.
"Yes, Crowley?" Aziraphale replied. He wondered if Crowley was going to complain about being cold, as he'd done before.
"I can....feel that." Crowley shifted a little so that he could look at Aziraphale. It was the first time that Crowley felt something other than cold when Aziraphale tried to touch him.
"You can?" Aziraphale smiled.
"Yeah. It's....it's nice." Crowley gave him a little smile. He wished for all the world that he could kiss his angel just then but he had to settle for snuggling into the bed a little more and enjoying the sensation of arms around him. Maybe now he'd actually be able to sleep.
"I love you, Crowley." Aziraphale said softly, just holding onto Crowley as he started to drift off.
"Love you too, Zira." Crowley said sleepily. It wasn't long before he was sound asleep. Aziraphale just continued to hold him, making sure his dreams wouldn't shift to nightmares again.
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