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    “You’re meant to be tempting, you know,” Aziraphale says, voice very quiet, and Crowley swallows very hard.
    Crowley says, “You always did it better.”

    (After the switching bodies business there are several Revelations.)

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    14 Nov 2019

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    Aziraphale has standards, much to Crowley's chagrin.

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    “Port gives the worst hangovers in the world, did you know that?” Crowley slurred when the bottle was all gone. “Don’t know who got credit for that one. Nice drink, lovely drink, shame it makes you want to die in the morning.”

    “Such a shame,” Aziraphale agreed sadly, watching Crowley stretch out on his sofa. He did like port. He liked Crowley stretched out on his sofa, too.

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    It's a Saturday in the little cottage on the South Downs, where a demon and an angel are spending their retirement, and there's nothing - nothing - that they can't face together.

    It's a Saturday, and this is how Saturdays tend to go.

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    11 Nov 2019

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    Crowley had waited six thousand years, kept it all in check. But this was the slipperiest slope he’d ever set foot on and as soon as he’d indulged in a few discretionary acts of kindness he was falling face first into pining, tumbling into flirting, about to dislocate his knees on the sharp rocks of intimacy.

    Was this really it? What he had waited six thousand years for? A stupid flower show? Aziraphale wasn’t pulling away from him. Maybe… maybe this time he wouldn’t? Maybe they’d hold hands again. Maybe tonight with a bottle of merlot in them he’d finally work up the courage and just kiss him and he wouldn’t pull away.

    The very moment he’d thought it he spotted the problem at the flower show.

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