Mar. 12th, 2005

Aziraphael wakes.


And at first, he can't work out what on earth it is that has him so alert. He rubs his eyes and then becomes aware of Crowley's breathing, uneven and slightly laboured. He rests a hand against the demon's back, suddenly worried; the skin is slightly too hot, as ever.

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