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    “Ready for lunch?” Crowley drops to his knees to start unbuckling the straps on the basket as though this is something they do all the time; as though he hasn’t just effortlessly catapulted Aziraphale back in time almost fifty years.

    “You remembered,” Aziraphale breathes as wonder courses through him. He mentioned something once during an awkward moment, half a century ago, and now here kneels a demon atop a picnic blanket.

    “Hmm?” Crowley barely shoots him a sidelong glance as he concentrates on opening the basket.

    Aziraphale’s eyes do not move from him. “You remembered,” he repeats, no less stunned. “Crowley, you really didn’t have to.”

    Crowley’s hands still. Eventually, his eyes still on the basket, he murmurs, “Well, we did The Ritz, didn’t we?”

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    A quiet night alone with the ticking doomsday clock. There isn’t time to say all the things they already know; there’s just enough time for a deep breath, a bottle of wine, and a haircut.

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    Crowley confesses early, and Crowley confesses often. Aziraphale never knows quite what to say.

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    “Oh!” Aziraphale moves towards him and stares warily at the box, like he doesn’t know what to make of it. “Crowley, did you… Is this for me?”

    “Who else?” The demon decides to ignore the awe in the angel’s voice. It’s not the first time he’s given Aziraphale what might be called a present, and he refuses to look any more into it. It’s never gotten him anywhere good. “Unless there’s another ethereal being opening another bookshop in Soho.”

    “Not as far as I’m aware.” Aziraphale’s smile softens, and when he tentatively reaches for the box, Crowley all but surrenders it. “I assume this is a housewarming gift, then?”

    “’f you like,” Crowley mutters with a deliberately casual shrug, which kind of defeats the purpose.

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    Aziraphale is an English teacher resigned to his school’s emphasis on “employability”. Crowley is the aloof guidance counsellor who swoops in and starts stirring up trouble by getting students to question the natural order.
    It's quite endearing, actually.
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