Crowley has always known that Aziraphale liked him. He didn't even question it when he confronted him at the bandstand. It was only a matter of letting Aziraphale want to run away with him as much as he did. Of going Aziraphale's speed. Temptation, after all, isn't making someone do something they don't want to do---it's enticing someone to do something they want to already. And Crowley's never been a very good demon, but he is good at temptation. And he's always loved tempting Aziraphale into this or that over the centuries.
Of course, there was always the part of him, every time Aziraphale rejected him or ran away, that worried he was completely wrong. That Aziraphale liked him, but only in their professional friendship way, not nearly to the extent that Crowley did. Now he can feel it was just fear, a fear that Aziraphale regrets. He wants to tell him that it doesn't matter, that he doesn't care. They have this, now. He'd have easily waited another thousand years to meet Aziraphale here.
He shares the first time he felt something for the angel. That moment of fascination and awe in the garden, when he realized the angel was so different than the others. A connection then that only grew.
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Date: 2019-08-25 08:48 pm (UTC)Of course, there was always the part of him, every time Aziraphale rejected him or ran away, that worried he was completely wrong. That Aziraphale liked him, but only in their professional friendship way, not nearly to the extent that Crowley did. Now he can feel it was just fear, a fear that Aziraphale regrets. He wants to tell him that it doesn't matter, that he doesn't care. They have this, now. He'd have easily waited another thousand years to meet Aziraphale here.
He shares the first time he felt something for the angel. That moment of fascination and awe in the garden, when he realized the angel was so different than the others. A connection then that only grew.