𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖞

If they ever wanted to talk about unconditional love, for as much as Aziraphale has it for the demon, the truly terrifying and overwhelming level of it that has poured from Crowley for so much longer, with much less fear and hesitant, cannot go unnoticed. Aziraphale had had his limitations, they both had, but Crowley had always been a step ahead, and willing to take a step back the moment the angel had let him know he wasn't ready.

Well, here they are now. Free, but wanted. But, most importantly, finally, together in ways they hadn't been until now.

The smile that blooms on the angel's face is bright and sweet. Crowley's words resonate in ways that threaten to stick for a very, very long time, to bring him comfort even in the darkest moments that may come ahead.

"Crowley..." He utters in a sweet, loving tone.