i love the idea of crowley "sneakily" moving himself into aziraphale's life post-armageddon't one plant and questionable sculpture at a time. but i also love the idea of aziraphale, who hoards what he loves, coming up with "sneaky" excuses for crowley to come around and stay. in particular, situations that require anthony "acts of service" crowley's help around the shop, complete with the hinting pout from the paintball jacket scene and a satisfied little wiggle when crowley bemusedly gives in.
aziraphale, batting his eyelashes coquettishly: can you reach that book on the top shelf for me? you’re taller
crowley: i’m one inch taller at the absolute maximum, angel
aziraphale: please?
crowley: [sighing but handing it to him] are you going to be needing lots of books on the top shelf or can i go home to water my plants?
aziraphale: well. i mean not immediately but you never know when the need will arise
crowley: that’s what i thought. read that book, angel, i’m going to go get all my plants and bring them here so i don’t have to leave again. i do hate the running back and forth after all
aziraphale: wise choice. just in case, you understand
crowley: obviously
aziraphale: i think you’d better give me a goodbye kiss as well. just in case, you know. we don’t see each other again
crowley: yes. just in case.













