Fin

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Things were going swimmingly with Aziraphale. The things he'd learned from Fin about feelings had helped to ease his discomfort in this troubling time. The counsel had helped so much that Crowley felt uncharacteristically grateful.

He should do something. That's what humans did. He could get Fin a gift.

Yes, he decided, a gift.

Crowley knocked on Fin's door, having sauntered right into the building and into the lift as if there wasn't any reason he shouldn't. He simply headed straight for the door, knocked, then waited. It would be terribly rude to try to walk right in.

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Crowley hmmphed through his nose.

"You are the absolute worst," he said. "Why do you do this to me? You enjoy watching me work for this, don't you?"

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"I'm going to admit to a certain level of indifference, Crowley. I mean, you're alright and I'm glad things are going well, but I can't pretend to be very invested in your hypothetical future wedding. I mean, I've not even met the boyfriend. He could be a twat for all I know," Fin pointed out.

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Crowley drew back, scowled, and blinked rapidly behind his glasses.

"You've never...Have I never introduced you before?" he said. "Of course I haven't. You'd know the last thing he is is a twat. He's...perfect."

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"Aww," Fin cooed. "Aren't you all lovely and squishy now."

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Crowley bristled and wrinkled his nose. Humans were so very horrible. It was remarakable how they could be like this and turn around and be practically Divine.

"So what if I am?" he replied, looking about as cuddly as a thorn bush.

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"Don't be like that, it's nice," Fin assured him.

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"Nice," he repeated, wrinkling his nose. "That doesn't seem very...Evil."

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"Well Love isn't very evil either, Crowley," Fin pointed out with a shrug. "Why pigeonhole yourself though?"

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"My dear boy. For about six thousand years I have had one purpose. I knew my job and I did it. You know, maybe not well, but I did it."

He took a deep breath and then dramatically made his way to the sofa and flopped down.

"But now, what with the Apocalypse and all, he and I are on our own. I don't have to be Evil. But it's a terribly hard habit to break."

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"I dunno, you seem to be doing alright- What with the love and wanting marriage and all that," Fin pointed out.

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"It's all exceptionally uncomfortable and confusing," he admitted.

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"Life generally is, in my experience," Fin said, going to the fridge and fetching them each a cola. ...Diet. Some habits Fin still hadn't kicked.

He passed one to the demon as he sat down as well.

"You know if you're going to propose you've got to buy a ring, yeah?"

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"Hrm," he replied, sinking into the seat. "He doesn't strike me as a princess solitaire type," the demon quipped.

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"So don't go traditional, go personal," Fin shrugged, cracking open his can.

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"I did have a snake ring once last century that he was rather fond of," he mused. Perhaps Aziraphale hadn't been fond, per se. He'd simply noticed and remarked on it. At the time Crowley had thought little of it, but now, looking back, perhaps it had meant more.

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"Sounds fun," Fin shrugged.

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Crowley studied him for a long moment.

"Hrm."

He sipped his soda.

"How has your little industry problem resolved itself?" he asked, wondering just how many of the revolting men had taken his 'suggestions' to heart.

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"Remarkably well," Fin replied. "I wont ask how. In fact, I'll be very glad to never know how."

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"Industry secrets, darling. I'll never tell," he snickered. "I only ask because it seems to me that we've both gotten what we needed. If you would prefer I not talk to you about love, I understand."

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"It's fine, Crowley. We're- I dunno, friends, yeah?" Fin shrugged.

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Crowley arched a brow sharply. It rose well above his glasses.

"Friends?" he said, then looked confused. "Al...right. Yes. Alright. Friends."

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"Don't have to say it like you're offended," Fin snorted, curling up on his side of the sofa in an awkward heap of bony arms and legs while he sipped his cola.

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"I'm...not. No- yes. No, no, no, definitely not offended. Just, perhaps a bit confused," he said. People didn't call him friend. Well, none that anyone would consider sane.

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Fin laughed softly, but didn't say anything to that.

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"Do you think that's funny?" he asked dryly.