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    Aziraphale returns to Crowley's flat for the night after Armageddon. After all, it's hardly the first time they've shared sleeping arrangements.
    Or: Times throughout history Crowley and Aziraphale have shared a bed.

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    08 Aug 2019

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    He hadn’t expected a sudden lapful of angel.

    “Very sorry about this,” Aziraphale said, and kissed him.

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    26 Jul 2019

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    06 Jul 2019

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    Maybe he’d shown Crowley how to perform a few miracles, but that Crowley had taken to them so well was surely a sign that he wasn’t all bad. And maybe Aziraphale had let himself be called upon to perform a few temptations, but that was just testing the will of the faithful if you looked at it from a different angle.

    He wouldn’t have needed to resort to these techniques, he told himself, if Heaven hadn’t recalled so many of their other agents over the years, if humans with their sins and their saintliness hadn’t multiplied quite so quickly, if someone had explained to him precisely his position in the Plan. But they hadn’t, and he had to get along somehow.

    And anyway, if it were really so bad someone surely would have told him to stop doing it.

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    30 Jun 2019

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    Crowley attempts to sleep off recent events. It's a form of self-defense.

    Aziraphale putters, and thinks, and finally acts.

    Part 1 takes place between the bus ride home from the apocalypse and ice cream in the park.

    Humans will go about and muck things up and perform minor miracles of their own, and that is still joyous, wonderful. Because Aziraphale loves humanity—more than he was meant to. It's not generalized enough, a kindly and paternal distance from them. It's up close and messy: he's coveted their food, glutted himself on their words, succumbed to the sloth of a long afternoon with their wine.

    And still, it is not nearly as close and messy as the way he loves Crowley.

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    23 Jun 2019