[Aziraphale tenses under the weight of Crowley's arm -- a span of a breath -- and then cozies up quite comfortably underneath it. He has wanted this for so long, even before he could admit to himself the depth of his feelings, this simple gesture of affection. It was never allowed before, and in the time following Armageddon, it seemed nearly too daunting, taking that leap from best friends to -- to belonging to one another.
He tried sneaking up on it, tricking his anxieties with alcohol and playful banter. But he doesn't reach for his glass of wine now, even though he said he needed more of it. It'd dislodge Crowley's touch, and that's the last thing he wants.]
I haven't used it in a while, not since the Adam was born. I never knew when Gabriel might pop in, asking to purchase some pornography.[He rolls his eyes hard at that.] I've already been criticized about eating and running a bookshop, the last thing I needed was a lecture about relaxing in the bath.
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Date: 2020-03-11 04:15 pm (UTC)He tried sneaking up on it, tricking his anxieties with alcohol and playful banter. But he doesn't reach for his glass of wine now, even though he said he needed more of it. It'd dislodge Crowley's touch, and that's the last thing he wants.]
I haven't used it in a while, not since the Adam was born. I never knew when Gabriel might pop in, asking to purchase some pornography.[He rolls his eyes hard at that.] I've already been criticized about eating and running a bookshop, the last thing I needed was a lecture about relaxing in the bath.