:: 2 ! Crowley: Good Omens::

Oh... Well, let's start with the fact that Aziraphale and Crowley are together, meaning they're married. They've been married for 10 years now, and they live in Aziraphale's bookstore. They have a rather... sweet relationship, from the occasional touch of their fingertips to hugs and kisses.

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Crowley often snuck up behind Aziraphale while he was cooking, even though the demon and angel didn't need food, they enjoyed it.

Aziraphale finally stopped believing in heaven so righteously, giving himself completely to his relationship with Crowley.

And Crowley... And what about Crowley? Crowley was only too happy, because all he needed to be happy was Aziraphale and his beloved, incredibly beautiful, sexy Bentley, yes, yes!

Crowley often took Aziraphale for drives in his beautiful Bentley in the evenings, listening to his favorite band. Or they would sit in restaurants... or even travel to other countries.

They wore their wedding rings almost constantly, only in situations when they did not want to damage them, they took them off.

You often stole clothes from each other: Crowley would steal your cardigan, or you would steal a scarf from Crowley.

You usually slept hugging each other on a double bed, but in the morning when you woke up, Crowley was always either on the floor or sprawled out on an angel.

Morning 7:24, February 20th. *

• Crowley woke up first to his alarm clock, and immediately turned it off so as not to wake his beloved. He stretched sloppily like a big cat and rubbed his eyes, deciding it was time to get up. *
• He carefully got out of bed, well, how carefully... He almost fell, but luckily stayed on his feet. *
• Having gone down to the first floor, the demon went to something semblance of a kitchen and sat down at the table, thinking about something. *

• You, Aziraphale, woke up after him, purely out of habit, and after stretching a little, you got up and mechanically went to the kitchen, following the scent of your beloved, which was ingrained in your memory so strongly that you could distinguish it from any other scent. *

: Angel? Oh, how did you sleep?

• He asked with his usual grin, squinting his snake eyes, sipping the coffee that miraculously appeared in his possession.