[Crowley saw the movie for this one. He rather likes children's movies. He relaxes in Aziraphale's arms, listening to him speak, listening to the sound of his voice. There's something wonderful about being completely surrounded by Aziraphale---his voice, in his arms, surrounded by his scent.
Crowley falls asleep laying on the angel's chest, listening to his story.]
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Crowley falls asleep laying on the angel's chest, listening to his story.]