TW: none
this is short and it's 12am but it made me feel fluffy
"I'm busyyy!"
"No you are not." Aziraphale smiled playfully at the demon who had his back turned. "Ugh. Fine" Crowley muttered. Aziraphale took a step forward and Crowley turned around. They were met face to face and froze there, not sure what to do. Several seconds passed of just them staring into each other's eyes. Crowley moved closer and put his hands on Aziraphale's waist hesitantly.
"Crowley?"
"Yes, angel?" Crowley was looking at Aziraphale with an expression the angel had only ever seen in real life. Not something he had ever seen in a book or movie. This was real, and this was looking right at him. "I..." He cut himself off. "Oh, angel," Crowleys hand came up to stroke Aziraphale's cheek and the hand that still had a hold on his waist pulled them together, so that ever inch of their body was pressed together, save their faces. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?"
"I think probably as much as I love you, my dear. My Crowley."
"My angel." Crowley hooked his nose by Aziraphale's and connected their lips.