Crowley looks down at Aziraphale somewhat desperately. Willing him to agree that they shouldn't change it, that they feel this way, that they shouldn't apologize or just go back to being at arm's length forever. Please, he wants to say. Please don't take this away from us. It's all in Aziraphale's hands.
It is astounding, in moments like this, how much power Aziraphale wields over Crowley. How much power he has always had over him.
And then Aziraphale is touching his face, leaning in for a gentle kiss. Sometimes, actions are far better than words. Crowley makes a small noise in his throat and kisses the angel back, wrapping his arms around him to pull him close.
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Date: 2020-01-12 02:06 am (UTC)It is astounding, in moments like this, how much power Aziraphale wields over Crowley. How much power he has always had over him.
And then Aziraphale is touching his face, leaning in for a gentle kiss. Sometimes, actions are far better than words. Crowley makes a small noise in his throat and kisses the angel back, wrapping his arms around him to pull him close.