aziraphale: *watching crowley*
crowley, pouring wine, smiles: are you going to stare at me all night?
aziraphale, fondly: I’m taking you in. we haven’t seen each other in eighty years. even if we parted on bad terms, I’ve missed you
crowley, glances at him, hopeful: have you?
aziraphale, scoffs: have I? oh, my dear, it’s been ever so lonely. I miss hearing about your day, your latest inconvenience for the humans, having dinner with you, strolling through the park. I’ve missed your eyes, especially. and your heroics today only reminded me how much I’ve missed you
crowley, blushing: angel, come on…
aziraphale, embarrassed: so sorry. I’m getting carried away. it’s just good to see you
crowley, sighs: I’ve missed you, too. even if you are a stubborn bastard sometimes
aziraphale, smiles: well, since you saved my life and my books today, I’ll let that one slide. how about a nightcap?
crowley, nods: sure *gestures a waiter over*
aziraphale, leaving a generous tip: I’ve quite a few bottles of wine at the bookshop. we have some catching up to do
crowley, stands up, teasing: you’re just eager to get back into the bentley
aziraphale, pales: yes. we need to talk about that sometime, dear
crowley, opens the car door: it’s not that bad when you get used to it
aziraphale, pauses: *kisses crowley on the cheek*
crowley, eyes wide, flustered: wh-what was that for?
aziraphale, softly: everything. a thank you, a sorry, a promise…
aziraphale, sincerely: let’s never fight again if we can help it. I don’t think I can take another eighty years
crowley, almost discorporates, smirks: I like the sound of that
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