“Aziraphale doesn’t want him to be unsure, so he presses kisses to both of Crowley’s palms before dropping his hands and reaching out to cup his face.
They don’t really need to say anything, here. Crowley’s hands come up to press against his, slender fingers then wrapping around Aziraphale’s wrists. They don’t need to say anything at all.” - Old Vines, chapter 10 by @sevdrag
sooo uh hi. i never use this website fdjghkdfjg but i'm a big fan of this fic (currently rereading it) (definitely in my top 3 fav good omens fics) and i just, i just had to draw this scene. so. yeah!
this drawing kinda drove me insane. had a meltdown last night because i thought aziraphale was just. so pretty. and i couldn't stop thinking about it all day until i got home from school so i could finish. but anyways, here we are . i really hope the author likes it and that maybe i did the scene some justice !!