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Aziraphale found himself dancing to the music of a local band playing in the towns Square when he caught the eye of a very handsome stranger or who he wanted to believe was a stranger. Struggling to hide the ever growing blush on his cheeks he decides to twirl around getting himself lost in the crowd. Trying his best to ignore his growing feelings. Suddenly he felt himself get lost in the music as he closed his eyes. The music eves and flows around him as he lets his body be pulled into the magical spell of notes. Everything about this moment is perfect. For that moment he's not an angel the higher ups pratically spit on, he's not worried about how perfect he is to others, and it wouldnt be a sin to love who he wanted to. He's simply free. 'This must be what it feels like to be a wonderful bird in flight' he thinks to himself with a soft smile on his face. All of a sudden he felt too gentle hands on his waist. His eyes snap open and he's met wth the golden eyes that belong to the mysterious stranger, his Crowley. His heart skips a couple beats as he suddenly freezes. If heaven found out-if hell knew....."Don't stop," Crowley whispers in his ear a soft lopsided smile tugging at his lips ",dance with me." His words managed to light something wonderful inside of Aziraphale. As the music picks up the two dance around the square as if they own the place.
It was odd Crowley rarely touched him until now and yet he felt so safe in his arms that he never wanted him to let go. He can't help the grin that pulls at his lips as he only keeps his eyes on him, his angel. Being fair he's had worse dance partners. Crowley spins him, guides his feet, and even lifts him into the air acouple times. All the while keeping his strong hands on him, never letting him fall not once. But, as they say all good things come to the end and as the music comes to a soft stop he pulls away. "Thank you-" he starts but he silences him by lifting Aziraphales hand up to his lips and placing a feather light kiss upon it. Not missing a beat he hands him the reddest rose he's ever seen before standing up straight. "Till we meet again angel." He hums shooting him a wink. He opens his mouth to say something, anything to the demon that makes his heart hammer louder then ever before. But, before he can even ask him to lunch he's already lost in the crowd.