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“May I have a look?”
“Sure.”
Crowley removed the bandage off of the side of Aziraphale’s chest, the tattoo still fresh as being painted there the old fashioned way. As this was human flesh, the Angel having wanted to experience the pain of getting it.
“It’s… beautiful.” Crowley let out a gasp, the both of them lying in their bed after their love making, careful tonight because of the new experience Aziraphale had endured mere hours ago.
“Like you my love, just like you.”
The set of yellow eyes so perfectly copied, it was like staring into a mirror, Crowley thought.
“On you for ever.” Crowley couldn’t have been happier.