[The affront in his voice is pure affectation. He knows that Crowley likes it, even if he's laughing over it. Aziraphale gives him a little tickle along his ribcage in retaliation.]
My brilliant, fiery fiend, then. Who's also sweet and wonderful.
[He turns his head to kiss Crowley's fingers, expression turning serious.]
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Date: 2020-07-10 11:25 am (UTC)[The affront in his voice is pure affectation. He knows that Crowley likes it, even if he's laughing over it. Aziraphale gives him a little tickle along his ribcage in retaliation.]
My brilliant, fiery fiend, then. Who's also sweet and wonderful.
[He turns his head to kiss Crowley's fingers, expression turning serious.]
Not a single laugh, you have my word.