Crowley does breathe a sigh of relief as he feels attention go off them. Normally he wouldn't care, but... it's been an evening. It's definitely been an evening.
And he's holding Aziraphale. Aziraphale is holding him back. Aziraphale even just more or less stated that he's in love. With Crowley.
Crowley's not entirely convinced he ever wants to move again, just in case this shatters.
"Somewhere quieter might be good. In a minute. Or two." Or five. Ten. "...not really wanting to kiss you for the first time in this sort of atmosphere. If you'd, uh, possibly be. Up for that."
Crowley has absolutely no idea what to do with any of this and hangs into Aziraphale something like a person in the ocean hanging on to a life preserver.
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Date: 2019-09-07 01:32 pm (UTC)And he's holding Aziraphale. Aziraphale is holding him back. Aziraphale even just more or less stated that he's in love. With Crowley.
Crowley's not entirely convinced he ever wants to move again, just in case this shatters.
"Somewhere quieter might be good. In a minute. Or two." Or five. Ten. "...not really wanting to kiss you for the first time in this sort of atmosphere. If you'd, uh, possibly be. Up for that."
Crowley has absolutely no idea what to do with any of this and hangs into Aziraphale something like a person in the ocean hanging on to a life preserver.