[ The logical part of Crowley's brain is saying that the explanation is probably a lot simpler; that angels and demons aren't so profoundly different as either side has led themselves to believe, and that, if they were so inclined, the likes of Hastur and Michael could do this just as easily as Aziraphale and Crowley with no adverse side effects.
The hopeless romantic in him quickly overrules it though. The hopeless romantic loves a good cliche. And there is a rightness to being with the angel Crowley can't simply logic away. ]
True love conquers all? I should object on sheer principle, but I think in this case I can make an exception.
[ He nuzzles up against Aziraphale's cheek, and finally comes to something approximating stillness. Crowley's always been a bit wriggly and a fidgeter, and right now he's fidgeting with a bit of Aziraphale's plumage. ]
And yeah, definitely dry enough. How'd you like me, angel?
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Date: 2020-05-28 03:32 pm (UTC)The hopeless romantic in him quickly overrules it though. The hopeless romantic loves a good cliche. And there is a rightness to being with the angel Crowley can't simply logic away. ]
True love conquers all? I should object on sheer principle, but I think in this case I can make an exception.
[ He nuzzles up against Aziraphale's cheek, and finally comes to something approximating stillness. Crowley's always been a bit wriggly and a fidgeter, and right now he's fidgeting with a bit of Aziraphale's plumage. ]
And yeah, definitely dry enough. How'd you like me, angel?