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After the events of the church rescue mission Crowley was planning on just going back to his flat but Aziraphale had other plans.
" Well surely there's something I can do for you in return.. " Aziraphale offered, looking at his demon. Crowley glanced but didn't say anything, just kept driving eventually ending up at the bookshop.
Aziraphale grabbed the keys as Crowley turned off the car which startled Crowley slightly, " What the hell angel? "
" You need to come inside " Aziraphale demanded, opening the car door and then going to Crowley's side and opening the door for her. Crowley groans, " Aziraphale that isn't needed- " he was cut off as Aziraphale yanks him, carefully, out of the car.
Crowley hissed in pain as he stumbled and Aziraphale made a quiet apology. " Come on, inside now " the angel ushered her, Crowley didn't have the energy to fight so he begrudgingly followed Aziraphale inside. Aziraphale set the books down and had Crowley sit on the couch, " Really angel.. " Crowley yawned, " This isn't necessary... "
Aziraphale didn't respond, just walked to get some supplies before coming back, taking off Crowley's shoes, grimacing at the slight burn marks on her feet. " ..silly demon you "
Crowley looked at Aziraphale, cheeks tinted pink before he looked away and took off his hat and shades, tilting their head back. Aziraphale looks at Crowley noticing them dozing off and smiles fondly as they tend to their wounds.
" I appreciate you letting me help you for once.., " Aziraphale mumbles but only heard snoring in response. Once their feet and any other wounds were tended to, Aziraphale helped Crowley lie down on the couch and covered her up with a quilt. She kisses his forehead softly, " You're safe my dear boy "
Crowley smiles in his sleeping state, Aziraphale turns off most of the lights but one small lamp as he sits down, gently placing Crowley's head on her lap. He grabs a book and silently reads for awhile before being overcome by the warmth and love radiating from his demon which made her smile because they knew just how much Crowley tried to hide their passionate feelings for Aziraphale. They place the book down and mess with Crowley's hair sleepily before drifting off to sleep himself.