Quite alright. Crowley begins to let that simmer in his brain, because it could mean something completely different from actually all right, if he thinks hard enough about it and overanalyzes it. But then again, it could mean a lot of things. Maybe Crowley should pull back.
But they've stood next to each other through so much, isn't it time they at least allowed each other touch? Just this?
After all, it isn't like Heaven and Hell could get any more angry with them.
He considers all the things he could say, the things he probably should say, and has wanted to say for a very long time. Maybe now, now is a good time to say them. To Aziraphale, because---
The stewardess comes up to take their glasses, and Crowley turns, all but growling at her. Oh, but he hates people (who aren't Aziraphale). She immediately takes a step back, leaving them alone.
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Date: 2019-07-24 10:34 pm (UTC)But they've stood next to each other through so much, isn't it time they at least allowed each other touch? Just this?
After all, it isn't like Heaven and Hell could get any more angry with them.
He considers all the things he could say, the things he probably should say, and has wanted to say for a very long time. Maybe now, now is a good time to say them. To Aziraphale, because---
The stewardess comes up to take their glasses, and Crowley turns, all but growling at her. Oh, but he hates people (who aren't Aziraphale). She immediately takes a step back, leaving them alone.
"Should put on our seatbelt."