He can't tell if Aziraphael is speaking quietly, or if it's just the ringing in his ears. He's not sure if that's bedsheets filling his view, or whether, when his vision went white, it just decided to stay that way. And he can't seem to lift his head to find out. But he can feel Aziraphael on top of him, and he can feel his own ragged breathing knocking them out of sync - inhales mismatched, exhales uneven - and he can feel the slow, irregular motion of Aziraphael's chest against him. Against -
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Date: 2008-12-31 09:50 pm (UTC)He can't tell if Aziraphael is speaking quietly, or if it's just the ringing in his ears. He's not sure if that's bedsheets filling his view, or whether, when his vision went white, it just decided to stay that way. And he can't seem to lift his head to find out. But he can feel Aziraphael on top of him, and he can feel his own ragged breathing knocking them out of sync - inhales mismatched, exhales uneven - and he can feel the slow, irregular motion of Aziraphael's chest against him. Against -
Each time: a soft moan.