[Darling. Oh how Crowley nearly cries at that. His eyes certainly aren't dry as he hauls Aziraphale into his lap, kissing him again; kissing his lovely mouth, his chin, his jaw, and sucking a bruise over his pulse, he finally manages to get his thoughts aligned. ]
Angel please, don't ask me that - there's nothing to forgive - not for trying to keep us safe -
[ There were hurts, old and new, inflicted by each other over the years - but they could talk about those another day. If Aziraphale was looking for forgiveness, then Crowley needed him to know he never doubted him. Whatever Aziraphale felt guilty about, Crowley had long since stopped taking too personally. ]
-Love you, Aziraphale. I know what was at stake too, so please -
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Date: 2020-03-12 02:11 am (UTC)Angel please, don't ask me that - there's nothing to forgive - not for trying to keep us safe -
[ There were hurts, old and new, inflicted by each other over the years - but they could talk about those another day. If Aziraphale was looking for forgiveness, then Crowley needed him to know he never doubted him. Whatever Aziraphale felt guilty about, Crowley had long since stopped taking too personally. ]
-Love you, Aziraphale. I know what was at stake too, so please -