"Get lost in the crowd," Crowley says, leaning just a little into the angel's touch. "Two humans just enjoying a holiday together."

And they could have that, he thinks. They could just be two beings, enjoying their time together in a country they haven't been to in a while. Seeing the sights. Taking in the food and the culture. They could have that.

If it wasn't for the anger of their sides. Because they didn't like how Aziraphale and Crowley did the right thing. They didn't like how much the two of them loved each other.

Well, for all Crowley cared, they could go fuck themselves. He was going to enjoy every moment he had with Aziraphale.