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    Crowley pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. He stayed like that for a good minute before huffing out a breath. “We’ve been living together for six months,” he finally said.

    “Yes,” Aziraphale agreed cautiously.

    “I honestly thought you weren’t interested.”

    “I thought you weren’t!”

    “My God,” said Crowley in a tone of absolute disgust, “we are so fucking stupid, aren’t we?”

    Aziraphale wisely kept his mouth shut.

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    11 Nov 2019

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    Crowley blinked, and the man blinked back. The man currently holding a slipping, squirming Dog, a drenched, light blue shirt sticking to his chest and soft middle, and silver-y blond curls dripping all over the place above a pair of the most steely-azure eyes Crowley had ever seen.

    Dog seemed to recognize him, because he stopped squirming and started wagging his tail, that went thump-thump-thump against the increasingly flustered looking man’s upper arm.

    “Hey, Mr. Crowley!” Adam greeted cheerily, popping from behind the man and leaning against the door frame with a cheeky hand-wave. “We were just giving Dog a bath. What’s up?”
     
    “Ngk,” Crowley replied, his brain currently in the clutches of what Crowley intimately called his ‘Useless-Pan-lizard-brain’.

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    02 Nov 2019

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    He would Fall if he succumbed to this. Demonic temptation or not, Aziraphale was certain this would end him. He couldn’t consent to such an act, couldn’t willingly hand himself over to be despoiled by a fiend.

    Ah, there’s the loophole.

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    19 Oct 2019

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    Crowley had always garbed himself like an expensive, Gothically-inclined rent boy; and moreover, Aziraphale had known him for several thousand years and had never known him go anywhere cramped or sweaty unless he was on the job.

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    Three Times Aziraphale Stalked Crowley In Gay Clubs And One Time He Moped At Wilde’s Grave

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    18 Oct 2019

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    Said I, a few weeks ago: "I feel there’s also room for e.g. bedsharing fic where the apocalypse has Not Happened and they’ve fallen into queerplatonic (or so they think) bedsharing and Crowley thinks he’s alone in being driven slowly to distraction by it, so he says nothing. Then one night he wakes when it’s still dark, and at first he doesn’t know why, until he hears Aziraphale’s breathing a little raspier than usual, and feels the very slight trembling of the bed."

    And lo, that is exactly what this is.

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    18 Oct 2019