[ Being a demon who was also once an angel, Crowley had never had a childhood. But as he stepped into the dusty upstairs loft, he feels a sort of giddiness that could only be comparable to a child being let into the secret treehouse club.
It's dusty, and rather stuffy, but Crowley can smell Aziraphale everywhere which makes it just right. It was never that he couldn't stand clutter; it was just the clutter of Hell that was all wrong. Aziraphale clutter felt, well, like home.
He leans against the angel, pressing a kiss into his hair when he spots a familiar looking cover peeking out from all the others.
Tugging free a copy of House of Holes, he gives a triumphant grin. ]
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Date: 2020-03-13 02:11 am (UTC)It's dusty, and rather stuffy, but Crowley can smell Aziraphale everywhere which makes it just right. It was never that he couldn't stand clutter; it was just the clutter of Hell that was all wrong. Aziraphale clutter felt, well, like home.
He leans against the angel, pressing a kiss into his hair when he spots a familiar looking cover peeking out from all the others.
Tugging free a copy of House of Holes, he gives a triumphant grin. ]
Found Gabriel's pornography.