Date: 2019-09-12 12:29 am (UTC)
sauntered_downward: ([eyes] backshot)
I love you, he thinks in response. It's always been you.

From the moment Aziraphale told him he'd given away his stupid sword, it's always been the angel. Crowley has never loved, Crowley has never desired and coveted and wanted and all of his other horrible sins like he has wanted to be with the angel. And now, in this exact moment, they are together.

The whole universe doesn't matter at all. They have each other.

He takes half a step towards the bedroom, gently pulling Aziraphale with him while they embrace. Let's rest, he thinks. You need to rest.
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