Another headcanon: Crowley bought this for himself. While everything else he keeps is for sentimental reasons or for the Aesthetic™, he got this at the end of the nineteenth century after their holy water fight and before his 80 years sulk nap.
He got it because he could picture Aziraphale, who kept insisting they weren’t even friends and had nothing in common, and moreover that Good would always “triumph” over Evil, walking into Crowley’s house one day and seeing the statue and getting miffed at the angel being overpowered.
It did not even cross Crowley’s mind that it could be seen as anything less than appropriate, hey, he was there in Greece and Rome and people wrestled naked all the time, what’s the big deal?
Except, of course, Aziraphale never comes to his house for the next century and a half. The statues stays there and Crowley likes looking at it when he gets frustrated with Aziraphale over whatever, repeats Aziraphale’s holier-than-thou spiels to the marble angel in a mocking voice.
Until the day of the Apocalypse, when he offers Aziraphale to stay at his place, if he’d like and does not think about the statue at all.
And Aziraphale walks into his apartment, notices the gloomy decor and the empty walls, coos at the beautiful plants, looks over, and
GOOD LORD, CROWLEY, THAT IS INDECENT!
…and that’s when Crowley suddenly realises he bought a statue with a naked angel and a naked demon “““wrestling”””.
(He is so flustered, trying to downplay it and saying there’s nothing untoward going on, that he doesn’t realise that he looked at that statue for years and years and years without ever thinking anything obscene, and it took Aziraphale one single look to come to the right wrong conclusion.)
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