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    Aziraphale's finger brushes against the edge of Crowley's hand. The theater is packed, it is dark. Everyone is watching the stage (no one is watching them). "Do you - ?"

    "Yeah, angel."

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    09 Oct 2019

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    Aziraphale's eyes darted, nervous under the quiet scrutiny. "You're at least 90% leg, do you know that?" He said, hugging the bundle of clothing a bit closer to his chest. "Don't know how you walk in this thing."

    "It's more of an upright slither, really," Crowley mused, taking in the angular lines of his own face. Bit pretty, those cheekbones, even if he did say so himself.

    "I see. So..." Aziraphale trailed off. He was suddenly very distracted by the intense blue of Crowley's eyes. Because of course, technically speaking, they were Crowley's eyes, it was just that at the moment… they looked exactly like Aziraphale's own eyes. The ones he'd been wearing for the last 6000 years, anyway.

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    09 Oct 2019

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    “I want you!” Crowley shouts back. “I’ve wanted you for a long fucking time, angel, and don’t try to pretend you don’t know that. I want you, and I want you to make up your fucking mind. I am done with hanging around waiting for you to decide.”

    Crowley has had enough.

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    07 Oct 2019

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    Centuries ago, Aziraphale and Crowley made an explicit agreement not to act on their love for each other because it was too dangerous. The most important rule specified that they were not allowed to touch each other. Post-Armagedddon’t, they begin to explore how to be openly in love by falling into in an increasingly steamy and emotional competition to tempt each other into being the first one to break the rules.

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    01 Oct 2019

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    "You seem very familiar to me. I can’t say why that is." As Aziraphale spoke, Crowley turned away from the fire, and Aziraphale was momentarily concerned that the spell had been broken, that he had crossed some invisible line. But Crowley smiled and brought his beer to his lips.

    "Maybe we met in a past life. Does your lot believe in that?"

    "Past lives?"

    "Yeah."

    Aziraphale smiled into his wine. He was sure Crowley was poking fun, ever so slightly, but he liked it. "Not strictly speaking. No."

    Crowley shrugged, taking another long sip of his beer. “A mystery then."

    After receiving direct instruction from God, village reverend Aziraphale leaves his countryside congregation to serve the underserved and in-need at an urban church in London, a transition made all the more complicated by the mysterious and handsome Crowley, who always seems to appear when Aziraphale least expects him.

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    08 Sep 2019

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    The best slow burn, it has discorporated me. Also, excellent smut.