( everything about this feels like it is taking too long. the current position makes aziraphale feel as if he is on display, providing full view of the offending new appendages he's been cursed with as well as all the nervousness in his hands and face. he would rather not drag this out any longer than they must.
he would like to say what needs to be said, do what needs to be done, and be allowed to retreat back to—
oh, no. he couldn't. he couldn't go back to his bedroom to sleep in the condition the sheets were in.
he sighs, both at the sudden realisation and in acknowledgement to crowley's words. )
Mm.
( what they both wanted, was it? did they even want the same things?
he squeezes crowley's fingers, gently but lingering. )
Well, do you know what it is that you want out of this then, Crowley?
( surely, he must have some idea to bring it up. )
no subject
he would like to say what needs to be said, do what needs to be done, and be allowed to retreat back to—
oh, no. he couldn't. he couldn't go back to his bedroom to sleep in the condition the sheets were in.
he sighs, both at the sudden realisation and in acknowledgement to crowley's words. )
Mm.
( what they both wanted, was it? did they even want the same things?
he squeezes crowley's fingers, gently but lingering. )
Well, do you know what it is that you want out of this then, Crowley?
( surely, he must have some idea to bring it up. )