it’s about the six thousand years
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11 Jul 2019
Crowley confesses early, and Crowley confesses often. Aziraphale never knows quite what to say.
The first time they touch, it’s in the Garden of Eden. They’re watching Eve and Adam disappear over the line of the horizon. The humans are facing the endless, sparse expanse of the desert. As it begins to rain, Crawly shifts closer to Aziraphale, and the angel protects him with his wing.
Or, six thousand years of pining, stolen glances, almost-touches, plummeting towards the inevitable end.