Yeah, well, what else am I gonna do angel? Can't exactly leave you.
[ It's simply not an option. He tightens his arm around Aziraphale, tucks him comfortably so he can rest one cheek against his pale curls and holds him into his neck. He feels warm. Crowley tries not to think about the smell of blood, about the race of Aziraphale's heart. He can't think about that right now, he just needs --
Just needs both of them to be safe. ]
We're a team, yeah? Always you and me, balancing things out.
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[ It's simply not an option. He tightens his arm around Aziraphale, tucks him comfortably so he can rest one cheek against his pale curls and holds him into his neck. He feels warm. Crowley tries not to think about the smell of blood, about the race of Aziraphale's heart. He can't think about that right now, he just needs --
Just needs both of them to be safe. ]
We're a team, yeah? Always you and me, balancing things out.