Aziraphale

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley had been having a ball. He'd figured out a bit of hackery with some code and some infernal miracles and soon enough he had millions of people angry at social media for long load times, zero refresh rates, and suspensions that came and were lifted seemingly at random.

He was absolutely giddy as he walked into the bookshop. He spied the angel in his chair and went to the one unanimously agreed to be his and flopped down, legs splayed out long and wide.

"Isn't it the most beautiful day?" he said cheerfully.

Never a good sign.

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[theangelfell]

"Don't you think this feels like home now?" Azirpahale asked, and reached for an oyster, before the wine.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley thought of how it truly did, but he could call anywhere home if Aziraphale was there.

"I guess," he shrugged, gulping his wine.

[theangelfell]

"Should we toast?" Aziraphale asked, holding up his glass.

[sauntereddownward]

"What shall we toast to?" he asked, pouring himself another glass before raising it.

[theangelfell]

"To home," said Aziraphale, and clinked his glass to Crowley's.

He took a sip, then said, "Have some oysters, my dear."

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley took one and ate it. It was fine, but he didn't get the same joy from them that Aziraphale did. He'd rather watch him gorge himself. Such a hedonist.

"Are these even in season?" he asked.

[theangelfell]

"They are for us," Aziraphale said cheerfully, and ate another.

[sauntereddownward]

:Did you just miracle us good oysters?" Crowley asked, vaguely scandalized...and vaguely impressed. "That's a gross misuse of that skill, don't you think?"

[theangelfell]

"I didn't have to miracle exactly," Aziraphale mumbled. "Just encouraged a little."

[sauntereddownward]

"Hmph. Encouraged," he replied.

Then took another and slurped it with obscene enjoyment.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale's gaze lingered on Crowley's mouth after he swallowed. Then he refilled his own glass of wine.

[sauntereddownward]

"Maybe we ought to go away. Always appreciate home more upon return. How'd you like to travel?" Crowley asked.

[theangelfell]

"Oh," said Crowley, a little surprised. "You want to go away? Nothing to attend to here?"

[sauntereddownward]

He arched a brow.

"Do you have anything to attend to here?" he asked, wondering if he was hesitant because of Alcuin. He'd have to squash that, but fast.

[theangelfell]

Actually Aziraphale was thinking that getting Crowley out of the city might be good for Alcuin. "I mean, just... the bookshop," he said. "But. Where do you want to go?"

[sauntereddownward]

"Let's go to Tokyo," he suggested. "We can do a sushi tour."

[theangelfell]

"Oh!" said Aziraphale. "That actually sounds... really nice. I like sushi."

[sauntereddownward]

"I know you do, angel," Crowley purred, taking another oyster.

[theangelfell]

"When should we go?" Aziraphale asked, suddenly liking the idea of traveling with Crowley.

[sauntereddownward]

"I don't have anything pressing on my schedule. Any time you like," he smiled. A little trip might be nice. Sushi. Tea. And just the two of them...

[theangelfell]

"Same," said Aziraphale. "A nice hotel, maybe?"

[sauntereddownward]

"Only the best hotel. I haven't been tempting humanity to not take advantage of the comforts they've invented," he grinned.

[theangelfell]

"It sounds... very romantic," said Aziraphale.

[sauntereddownward]

"Do you think so? Perhaps," he replied. "Do you want it to be romantic?"

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale hesitated. "That's... appropriate, right?"