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    30 Sep 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 45

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    Crowley took a gulp of ale and gestured with the mug. “Love’s a big word. How can you be sure? Humans mistake these things a lot.”
    “Angels don’t. If they knew I could feel it, maybe they’d try to tone it down a little.”
    Crowley stopped moving. Aziraphale was still talking, but he couldn’t hear over the pounding of his pulse in his head. “You can feel that?” he said, when he regained enough of his composure to put together a sentence.
    “Yes, I—” Aziraphale broke off just for a moment, and his eyes flicked down to the table. “Yes, I can feel it, Crowley.”
     
    (It's hard being two supernatural entities on opposite sides who are in love with each other. It's even harder knowing that those feelings are returned, and that acknowledging it openly would be disastrous.)

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    29 Sep 2020

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    “So,” Aziraphale said conversationally, “Tell me about this person you’re in love with.”

    Crowley, who had unfortunately chosen that moment to take a sip of wine, sprayed it all over the table. Some of it went up his nose, and he coughed to get it out of his lungs. “What the buggering heaven,” he said when he finally stopped coughing, “gave you the idea—”

    “Oh, come now, there’s no need to be embarrassed.” Aziraphale’s self-satisfied smirk that suggested the opposite. The droplets of wine had miraculously dodged his pristine white toga, because of course they had. “You must have known you wouldn’t be able to hide it from an angel.”

    (Aziraphale can tell Crowley loves someone, even if he doesn't know who. Naturally, he does what any good friend would do, and teases Crowley about it relentlessly.)

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    28 Sep 2020

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    (An attack from Gabriel robs Aziraphale of the last 87 years of his memories. Crowley tries to fill him in, but he can't possibly be telling the truth.)

    “You don’t remember…” Crowley twisted something on his own hand. He wore a silver band on the same finger as Aziraphale’s gold one, which couldn’t possibly mean— “Hang on.” Crowley knelt in front of him and took his hand, and Aziraphale’s breath caught again. Crowley watched him cautiously, as if afraid he might spook the angel, and slid the gold ring off his hand. “Look inside,” he said, placing the ring in Aziraphale’s palm. “Might—jog something.”

    Trying to swallow, Aziraphale examined the ring. There was an inscription inside. Our side.

    The demon searched his face pleadingly. “You don’t remember any of that?”

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    26 Sep 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 26

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    Aziraphale doesn't understand why Crowley feels the need to verbalize something they've both known for centuries. Crowley doesn't understand why Aziraphale doesn't.

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    26 Sep 2020