A Careful Kind Of Something
“Right,” Crowley said. “I didn’t know for sure that- I mean I didn’t want to- yeah, right, okay. Cool. Right.” The look on his face was very similar to one that cartoon characters get after they’ve been hit over the head with something very heavy, and Ezra was a little too happy about that.
“So, home, then?” Ezra began walking again, chuckling a little to himself when Crowley forgot to follow for a few moments and had to jog to catch up. It was, all told, a very successful Christmas Day.
Based on Chapter 16 of this very wonderful fic Here!
This scene made me laugh and I couldn’t help but imagine a very detailed image in my head. I will probably draw more from this fic, and I highly suggest you read it!