[ Is it alright, he wonders, to be so happy it almost hurts? That it isn't even sort of a bad pain, just a lingering ache in his chest. He kisses the wetness from the corners of Aziraphale's eyes, his own not exactly dry either as he wraps his arms around the angel. ]

Love you too.

[ He can say it now, freely. There's no need to hide anymore, and so he'll say it every day for the rest of what he hopes is a very, very long eternity together.

When they're settled comfortably, he expends one last miracle so that they're cuddled up comfortably in the nest of pillows under the the duvet. ]

We may have to save the pants signing for later. I do like this new look on you.

[ He grins, running his hand along Aziraphale's bare side. ]

Very bold. Absolutely stunning. Knocked my socks off.