oldbookshop: (wtf where'd this snake come from)
✨ god's little wildcard ✨ ([personal profile] oldbookshop) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowcomm 2022-03-11 07:32 pm (UTC)

Noted. [ Both sofa and arsehole assignment. Fair enough.

As suspected, this is like carrying 6 feet of kittens.

Aziraphale hasn't given much thought to scooping Crowley up and carrying him, across the past few decades. Well, not enough to stand out in his memory, at least. Not up on the charts of all the things he's considered while in Crowley's proximity. Not near the same as the strange little intimate bubble of getting to wash his hair.

Too many tense wires, right now, to get into appreciating that it's still nice. Circumstances that he can't put aside aside.

Aziraphale goes about the slightly awkward process of depositing Crowley onto the sofa as carefully as possible. He resists the urge to try to hand Crowley a throw pillow afterwards for the sake of doing something. He does not resist the urge to pick up a throw pillow and hold it himself for the sake of fussing with something while he also takes a brief seat. This is an economy for running fingers over seams to fidget.

The gap between providing comforts and being comforting has never been more evident. Oh, dear. ]


I'll get back to the kitchen in a minute.

[ He doesn't know if it counts as retreating to take someone to a sofa and then turn around right away. It does seem to defeat the staying purpose if he immediately does that. Things he didn't consider when he said he'd do dinner.

It's fine. This is actually a good little stretch for making sure Crowley wasn't about to lose consciousness. That would make this ten times worse. ]

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