Date: 2020-01-12 01:54 am (UTC)
salutosinedelectat: Nervous, surprised, smitten (I won't say I'm in-)
Crowley's already talking before Aziraphale can say his piece, making the angel look up and meet his eyes. There's a tinge of alarm to the demon's words the angel thinks he can hear, although he does quite hope that he's wrong.

But it throws him off for just a moment, like he's forgot whatever he was going to say - not that he had words planned in particular.

His look lingers and words falter. Instead, he finally opts for a more direct, wordless approach. He brings his hands up to Crowley's cheeks, leaning halfway, hesitating for just a moment, then all the way in for a gentle kiss.

That'll do it, right? He hopes. He doesn't really know how to do this.
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