Date: 2019-09-06 06:22 pm (UTC)
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Will he? The worry bubbles up through Crowley's chest like acid. All this teasing, trying to pretend that things are normal, but Aziraphale is---was---who knows what's going on right now.

"I can't lose you, angel," he says. "You're all I've got."

He means it. He literally doesn't have anything else. But then again, he doesn't really want anything else.
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