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    Aziraphale doesn't hear the footsteps that powered across the quiet of the room. He doesn't notice the speedy movements of the man dressed in black against the pale moonlight. He doesn't catch the way slender fingers pocketed his glasses before gripping onto the lapels of his delicate coat, or the way the air around him had condensed to fit in the tiny space between his own body and another.
    All he could feel at the moment were Crowley’s lips pressed against him haphazardly.
    His dreams couldn't have been more wrong.
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    Crowley was just trying to do his job, to disassemble the cult he was once a part of. Imagine his surprise when he finds his old childhood friend (well, not a friend anymore) from thousands of years ago, still alive and well. As undying as he is, he doubts he would be able to survive Aziraphale this time.
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    Cult AU, childhood Friends to enemies to work partners to lovers
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