He could have shrugged it off, if needed. He's never lied to Aziraphale, but he's good at bullshit. Wouldn't have been hard. It's just karaoke, right? Drunken singing shenanigans for a lark. The script for it is running in his head even as he sits down.
Except as soon as he has, sooner really, the booth is suddenly crowded with the (warm, welcome, wonderful) addition of angel, with arms circling him and heated breath against his face. Crowley closes his eyes, bowing his head so he can hide his face against Aziraphale's neck. Prayer answered, then? Been a long, long time since She did that...
Though he wasn't really asking Her, not ever. He was asking Aziraphale.
Crowley's arms wrap around Aziraphale in turn, holding him hard. "You sure about that, angel?" His voice is a little shaky. Only a little. He expected worse. "If you need to write this off as alcohol and music later I'll let you off the hook." An offer completely belied by the grip he has around Aziraphale's waist.
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Thank you! It all but throttled me going "THIS THIS DO THIS'
Date: 2019-09-07 12:09 am (UTC)Except as soon as he has, sooner really, the booth is suddenly crowded with the (warm, welcome, wonderful) addition of angel, with arms circling him and heated breath against his face. Crowley closes his eyes, bowing his head so he can hide his face against Aziraphale's neck. Prayer answered, then? Been a long, long time since She did that...
Though he wasn't really asking Her, not ever. He was asking Aziraphale.
Crowley's arms wrap around Aziraphale in turn, holding him hard. "You sure about that, angel?" His voice is a little shaky. Only a little. He expected worse. "If you need to write this off as alcohol and music later I'll let you off the hook." An offer completely belied by the grip he has around Aziraphale's waist.