For now, however, he was content to map the tracings of blue veins across prominent cheekbones and to study purple-toned shadings of hollow eye sockets. There was something strangely familiar about this not-quite-Crowley, human and lost and wrapped in brittle bravado.
Oh, oh, oh. Poor blue-eyed Crowley. Thank Somebody he has Aziraphale to love him back to himself.
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Oh, oh, oh. Poor blue-eyed Crowley. Thank Somebody he has Aziraphale to love him back to himself.
Lovely work.