With the tip of his forefinger, Aziraphale brushes a clipped lock of hair back from Crowley’s forehead. Deliberate but light, he lets his fingers trail down to cup the angel’s cheek. If they weren’t in a city right now he’d draw his wings around Crowley, the way he’d wanted to millennia ago on a smoky mountainside.
But they’ll have at least three months. He’ll make sure they both get away with it, somehow. Crowley needs time away from Seville and the hurt he’s endured here. He needs the world—not just the bits Heaven approves of, not the company of the righteous, but the whole exquisite messy sprawl of what humans have done with Creation.
And Aziraphale’s always been willing to give Crowley the world, whether or not he ever asks for it.
“I’ll stay here with you tonight,” he murmurs, some tension in his throat easing. “Unfortunately I’ll have to start my errands near daybreak, but I can be here all night.”
Whether Crowley needs to be held and comforted through the next few stages of the hangover or simply needs a purring weight vibrating gently on his chest, he’s not leaving the angel’s side. Not until he absolutely has to.
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Aww yay! :D Odd question: think they’ve exchanged/will exchange feathers?
Date: 2020-05-19 03:32 am (UTC)But they’ll have at least three months. He’ll make sure they both get away with it, somehow. Crowley needs time away from Seville and the hurt he’s endured here. He needs the world—not just the bits Heaven approves of, not the company of the righteous, but the whole exquisite messy sprawl of what humans have done with Creation.
And Aziraphale’s always been willing to give Crowley the world, whether or not he ever asks for it.
“I’ll stay here with you tonight,” he murmurs, some tension in his throat easing. “Unfortunately I’ll have to start my errands near daybreak, but I can be here all night.”
Whether Crowley needs to be held and comforted through the next few stages of the hangover or simply needs a purring weight vibrating gently on his chest, he’s not leaving the angel’s side. Not until he absolutely has to.