love of my life ~

Cuddly bear

Oh this is going to be fun ! Also this is a fluff so ...:..: YEAAAAAAA ABHAAHAHHAHAHA Heheh :3
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Gods POV

Aziraphale, angel of the eastern gate of Eden , lay on his small patterned couch . Diving further into his beautiful ancient book , a book on love . A book that expertly painted love in its purest form . In its most loving form .

Eros , the Greek god of love , love of relationship.

Aziraphale admired Greek gods , they were so beautiful and yet so corrupt : they threw tantrums , they slept with humans and so much more . Yet Ancient Greek gods are gods to admire , he admired them in a sense of art and taste and curiosity.
This little adventure into the long lost world of the ancient Greeks was interrupted by a large black and thin figure , pushing his way into the store with a smug smile . His shoulders swaying side to side like a seesaw, his red locks bouncing softly .

" hello Aziraphale, fancy seeing you here ?" A cheeky sky smile as he leaned against a shelf , towering over the angel which lay comfortably on the small patterned couch .

" oh .. hello dear " sighing softly in remarks to the sarcastic introduction before smiling fondly. Debating on saying his next line his stuttered , moving up to sit " I-I was actually wondering if ... you- ..wanted to go out to eat " looking up at the y'all devil for an answer .

" of course .. how ever ... " pausing to create dramatic tension as he lifted his eyebrows under his glasses . " I've planned something more ... oh how would you put it .??.. peculiar? Different? ... ah ... special " his smile creating to half moons on each cheek , bouncing off of the small shelf to stand properly. His hands cemented into the small tight pockets .

" oh dear ? Really -" Crowley instantly cutting him off

" it's two o'clock " checking his wrist watch to make sure he was correct " put your best attire on and I'll be her ten minutes late to six o'clock " giving a small nod after his short speech , whizzing around before the angel could say anything in reply . Pacing out of the store , looking back and then jumping in into his horribly parked car .

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Crowley , our serpent of Eden , our tempter is going to try his best today at tempting . Tempting who ? His angel of course , the only person he'd gladly tempt . As you've read , Anthony has planned to pickhis boyfrie- best friends , Aziraphale, up at six . Though what he is arranging is a secret .
Humming a tune as he carefully selected his out fit for today " a master of music came with an intent to give me a lesson on my instrument ~"

It is to be noted that Crowley was not an amazing singer , but his more native demonicness ( if you could call it that ) meant he didn't sound like a cat being forced through a chase grater and made into tin canned meat .

He eventually decided upon a lovely red shirt , a smart and sharp casual black blazer and a silky black tie to accent the scarlet red .
His trousers were a more suit-like instead of the normal jeans , and to accompany this he wore upon his feet smart boots that shone more a blueish black .

Standing in front of the mirror , fluffy his apple red curly that reached exactly neck and shoulder length . The untamed ringlets contrasting the more formal attire .

" I thanked him for nothin' and bid him
Be gone ~"

then to the cooking , Crowley was precise on what he was going to conjure up . He wasn't going to use some lame miracles , no , it had to be made with love . It had to have his love , the love that yearned for another . The love of eros.