[ It is a little distressing, really. What on Earth - in Heaven or Hell - did Crowley ever do to deserve such adoration? To deserve such a look being directed at him, as if he gets to determine the angel's future happiness?
And when did he start wanting such things? He can't even remember. ]
Well, I'm not going to marry anyone else. Six thousand years! We're just getting started, right?
[ He drops the flippant tone. ]
I love you, angel. I'm never going to stop, I'm never going to leave you, so sure. Whatever you want.
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Date: 2019-10-08 12:55 am (UTC)And when did he start wanting such things? He can't even remember. ]
Well, I'm not going to marry anyone else. Six thousand years! We're just getting started, right?
[ He drops the flippant tone. ]
I love you, angel. I'm never going to stop, I'm never going to leave you, so sure. Whatever you want.