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Crowley walked out of the bedroom, following his nose. Aziraphael didn't have work that day, and the pair had made plans the night before to have no plans all day past enjoying each other's company in the flat. Aziraphael seemed to have woken up a bit before their lover, and when Crowley got to the kitchen he was met with Aziraphael making a second batch of pumpkin muffins. He smiled, moving over and making just enough noise so as to not startle Aziraphael and wrapping his arms around their waist as he greeted them. Still sleepy, he yawned out a "Good morning..." and nestled into their back, closing his eyes again once he got comfortable. Once the oven beeped, Aziraphael tried to shift but Crowley held them tight and gave a little sleepy "Mm-mm. No."
Aziraphael chuckled and turned their head to kiss his forehead. "Darling, I really must take the muffins out of the oven, I'll be back in literally five seconds." Crowley grumbled, eyebrows scrunched and eyes still closed, but conceded and loosened his arms enough to maintain his dignity but allow Aziraphael to weasel out of his grasp with relative ease. After they pulled the muffin tin out and put it on the stove, they dropped the potholders on the counter and turned back around. "As promised," they said with their arms out, smiling as Crowley grinned and hugged them again with his face in the crook of their shoulder. "Good morning to you, love."
Crowley lifted his head with a progressively more conscious smile and kissed Aziraphael's cheek, making them laugh as he just pecked them over and over until he made his way to their lips and they shared a soft morning kiss, the weak autumn morning sun filtering through the kitchen and making the little room feel cozy and safe.