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“And this is for you.”
Aziraphale having picked up a small package from beneath the decorated tree, the first gift of this special holiday now celebrated together as a couple.
“For me, Angel?”
“Yes, of course, dear.”
Crowley stared at the tiny wrapped up package, not really sure what to think of it. The two having agreed on no gifts, and yet, they had both gotten a few for each other, just because.
“Open it up, Crowley.”
Crowley carefully unwrapping the present, the small velvet box revealed under it all. Opening the lid, the shiny object there something not excepted.
“This is…?” Looking up at his Angel.
“A promise ring.”
“So, not a proposals?”
Aziraphale smirked coyly. “Not yet, but the next one will be.”