He does definitely care about the little things. His clothes and maintaining them, of course, but also Crowley's indulgences of the angel's quirks. The way he notices, knows, care about what the angel cares about and acts accordingly. Not a moment to spare for any kind of judgment, at best some light teasing (with the exception being Aziraphale's honestly terrible magic tricks), but never mocking the angel for his habits and likes.
So, Aziraphale notices. He notices and it causes his heart to only grow. He remembers all the talks, all the lunches, hell, he remembers that time in the church with the books. That moment when he finally realized that the demon wasn't just hanging around because he had to. That the demon actually listened, and cared to listen, and cared to know what the angel cared about.
I love you. I love you. I'm sorry. But I do love you. And you're wonderful. Echoes back at the demon from the core of his soul, hands coming back up to rest on his cheeks.
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Re: Oh we wouldn't have him any other way
Date: 2019-09-13 07:51 pm (UTC)He does definitely care about the little things. His clothes and maintaining them, of course, but also Crowley's indulgences of the angel's quirks. The way he notices, knows, care about what the angel cares about and acts accordingly. Not a moment to spare for any kind of judgment, at best some light teasing (with the exception being Aziraphale's honestly terrible magic tricks), but never mocking the angel for his habits and likes.
So, Aziraphale notices. He notices and it causes his heart to only grow. He remembers all the talks, all the lunches, hell, he remembers that time in the church with the books. That moment when he finally realized that the demon wasn't just hanging around because he had to. That the demon actually listened, and cared to listen, and cared to know what the angel cared about.
I love you. I love you. I'm sorry. But I do love you. And you're wonderful. Echoes back at the demon from the core of his soul, hands coming back up to rest on his cheeks.