InsaneJournal

WHO: Nyx Ulric and Aziraphale.
WHAT: A little sensual healing.
WHERE: Aziraphale's abode.
WHEN: Sunday morning.
RATING: Low.

There were only so much that Nyx could do about his wounds, and the offer was in place, so Nyx felt less guilty about approaching the healing man. Of course, he was hesitant at first, for his own personal and as Lunafreya would say, bullheaded reasons. She had told him to stop being so stubborn and go get himself healed already, so Nyx would abide by his directive on the situation and go see a man about some healing.

It took a only a few minutes to learn of where the man lived, and then an even shorter trip through town to find the right house. Nyx still wrapped up, and still a little sore as the nerves were starting to find feeling under the scarred and burnt skin, Nyx was excited to feel normal again and without the tightness of what he was feeling of the healing. Approaching the door, Nyx knocked without hesitation, being the man of action that he was. Keeping his injured arm close to his body to avoid any unnecessary pain, he waited patiently.

Then the door swung open, and the man who seemed too good for his own good, answered the door. "Um." Nyx paused while pin pointing his feel of the man before him. "I'm Nyx, and are you Aziraphale?" He asked softly, waiting for the answer before following up with. "I thought, if the offer was still there, I'd take you up on getting this," Nyx peeled some of the bandages to show the slow healing acid burns. "Disgusting mess taken care of." Despite the pain he felt at most moments, Nyx kept his face as passive as he could, and offered a smile to the other man. "Unless you're busy of course, I can come again or not at all.." Nyx shook his head. "I most of all don't want to be a bother or put you out any."