He runs his hand through Aziraphale's hair, enjoying the intimacy. This closeness, this safety. Being in the arms of the man he loves.
"Anything you want, angel," he says. Not that they can, really. They have to be careful everywhere they go, and they'll have to eventually leave the country, flee for somewhere new. But Crowley will try. He'll do whatever he can to give Aziraphale the holiday he wants, to take him to the places he deserves.
After all, they're meant to be living, not just fleeing together. That will mean a few risks. That will be worth it. All of them will be worth it, he tells himself.
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"Anything you want, angel," he says. Not that they can, really. They have to be careful everywhere they go, and they'll have to eventually leave the country, flee for somewhere new. But Crowley will try. He'll do whatever he can to give Aziraphale the holiday he wants, to take him to the places he deserves.
After all, they're meant to be living, not just fleeing together. That will mean a few risks. That will be worth it. All of them will be worth it, he tells himself.