Good for the both of them, it seems, as Aziraphale's mind seems to have finally taken a moment to rest, finding himself in the demon's embrace, sharing extended moments, emotions, each other and themselves, when everything seems to have finally quieted down after a brutally hellish night. And while he would have happily avoided all of the less-than-positive aspects of it, he would still do them all again if that would led him here once more.
He rests a soft hand on the demon's chest, falling into quiet thought after a fond and appreciative smile. Not quite attempting to sleep yet, though he might as well get to that soon if he's to do that at all, the angel thinks.
"What would you like to do, tomorrow?" Today, whatever day it is, whenever they wake up. The overly casual question comes idly, as he lets his mind wander about more pleasant concepts, such as sightseeing and restaurants.
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Date: 2019-11-01 02:06 am (UTC)He rests a soft hand on the demon's chest, falling into quiet thought after a fond and appreciative smile. Not quite attempting to sleep yet, though he might as well get to that soon if he's to do that at all, the angel thinks.
"What would you like to do, tomorrow?" Today, whatever day it is, whenever they wake up. The overly casual question comes idly, as he lets his mind wander about more pleasant concepts, such as sightseeing and restaurants.