Aziraphale wanted to laugh, or cry, or perhaps both. “Please tell me this is real,” he said, voice cracking, “before I go completely mad, tell me this is real, that we… that you want…”
“Oh, I want,” breathed Crowley, his voice low and rippling with something dark as he lifted a hand to cup Aziraphale’s face, his thumb stroking along the cheekbone reverently. “Fucking hell, angel, I want.”
It's doooone! What a fun piece this ended up being, and I definitely feel like I learned a lot along the way.
Scene is from @phoen1xr0se's "There is a Light and it Never Goes Out" over on AO3.
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Help raise money to buy a park home for myself and my children to live in.
