Aziraphale sees all of this. Hears all of this, feels all of this, and it's almost overwhelming. Almost, if only because they're facing it together, now, wordlessly but openly, and it's there. It's there, and they can't keep it down anymore.
It would be an utter lie to say that Aziraphale hadn't noticed. Of course he had. It was hanging between them, had been for decades or even more, the angel doing his best to act like he didn't see it. He couldn't. He shouldn't.
But here it is, and it's a trade. It has to be, he owes him that much. And he's afraid, still, but he tries, for all the things he couldn't say that night, those nights since there stopped being a reason.
For all the times he didn't take the risk.
He shows him, shows him how he feels. His appreciation. His fondness, his admiration. His guilt and regret from times gone past. He's sorry, so sorry, but all the times he walked away.
They say demons can't feel love. That's a lie, he thinks. Certainly here, it is, for they are not that different. So he shows him, he tries, from the purest, deepest part of him.
He loves him, and he has. And he's sorry he's taken this long.
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Date: 2019-08-25 08:09 pm (UTC)Aziraphale sees all of this. Hears all of this, feels all of this, and it's almost overwhelming. Almost, if only because they're facing it together, now, wordlessly but openly, and it's there. It's there, and they can't keep it down anymore.
It would be an utter lie to say that Aziraphale hadn't noticed. Of course he had. It was hanging between them, had been for decades or even more, the angel doing his best to act like he didn't see it. He couldn't. He shouldn't.
But here it is, and it's a trade. It has to be, he owes him that much. And he's afraid, still, but he tries, for all the things he couldn't say that night, those nights since there stopped being a reason.
For all the times he didn't take the risk.
He shows him, shows him how he feels. His appreciation. His fondness, his admiration. His guilt and regret from times gone past. He's sorry, so sorry, but all the times he walked away.
They say demons can't feel love. That's a lie, he thinks. Certainly here, it is, for they are not that different. So he shows him, he tries, from the purest, deepest part of him.
He loves him, and he has. And he's sorry he's taken this long.