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At the Ritz
“How about some nice wine?” The demon suggests.
“That sounds nice dear” the guardian of the eastern gate agreed.
The two order wine and the waiter delivers it quickly.
“This is some good wine, thank you for suggesting it dear” the angel praised his demon.
Some time passes and it’s getting late.
“Lets go home love” Aziraphale suggests.
“Mm, sounds good angel” Crowley agrees and both Aziraphale and him get into the Bentley to head back to the bookshop.
The Bentley car door opens and the duo make the small walk to the bookshop and the couch.
“Im ssssleepy” the snake says.
“Well i have a new book to read, a cup of coco and an open lap” the angel responds.
“Well then its all ssset” the demon proceeds to take off his sunglasses so that he can put his head on the angels lap and snuggle up.
The angel starts reading aloud to his demon as they settle in for a nice night. The demon shifts into Aziraphales side and the angel adjusts for it before looking at his demons face, its all scrunched up, with a frown so the angel puts down his book and starts petting his husbands hair.
Crowley whimpers,”shhh it’s alright dear, its ok” Aziraphale says as he miricles away the cup of coco for another time.
Crowley shifts again.
“I got you, i got you” Aziraphale tells Crowley. He shifts crowley around so he can rock him in his lap “shh” Crowley whimpers again and Aziraphale starts tracing circles into his back to comfort his demon.
Aziraphale tucks crowley into his chest and starts giving his beautiful hair kisses and pats. Crowley stops whimpering into his husband and starts to relax again.
The angel summons his heavenly strength to lift the snake demon upstairs into the shared flat.
“Come on now dear, I've got you” Aziraphale says as he trudges up the stairs.
“Mnm a ng le? Wot a re yo u d oin?” Crowley mumbles
“Shh, im taking you to bed dearest, i hope that’s alright” the angel says.
“Lets get you all tucked in alright?” Crowley shifts, “ngh” he whispers quietly.
“Shhhhh” aziraphale starts to lift the blankets to lay crowley into bed, but is stopped from turning off the light by a hang clutching his shirt and the quiet word of “angel”.
“What is it love?” Ponders Aziraphale.
“Stay” whispers Crowley.
“Alright dear, if you wish, i will just miracle the light off” the princapality does just that while snuggling in right next to Crowley.
“Lov you angel”
“I love you too Crowley”
Crowley snuggles into Aziraphales side more to get comfy and warm.
Aziraphale smiles as his cold boyfriend drifts back to sleep, still in his day clothes. “Well we cant have that can we?” Aziraphale thinks as he miracles both of them into PJs.
Tarten for the angel and black silk for the sleeping demon.
Aziraphale pets his lovers head as he himself drifts off to sleep.
End chapter 3