Date: 2020-08-17 07:47 pm (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (u wot m8)
[ Cheeks burning and eyes wide with wonder.

Aziraphale really is a marvel, and Crowley can't quite wrap his head around how well-suited they are to each other. A pair of outcasts, a couple of hopeless romantics, thrown together by unusual circumstances.

He stays awestruck like that for a long moment, and then, so overcome with emotion that his usual wit fails to supply him with any quips, he pulls Aziraphale into a tight embrace and a deep, hungry kiss.

Only when he briefly pulls away can he find words again.
]

Never have to worry about that last bit again. We can kiss, any time you like.
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