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[comfortably]

Yes, well, let me know if it gets too warm.

[ He really doesn't know if people do this platonically with friends, but to be absolutely fair, he and Crowley have crossed that line several times, he thinks. ]

I really can't believe the humans spend a third of their lives asleep.

[goodtobebad]

I think they have to. Or it makes them cranky.

[ Crowley shrugs. ]

This is definitely making me less cranky.

[comfortably]

Oh, I see. Yes, I could see how this is relaxing.

[ He gives Crowley a little scalp massage, but when he pulls his hand away, notices that it makes his hair stand up in odd places, and softens his gaze. ]

You look like a baby duck.

[goodtobebad]

Hngh.

[ Crowley basically goes boneless at that scalp massage, murmuring incoherently for a bit. ]

Mhm? Why a duck???

[comfortably]

Your - hair's all downy, and I've made it stick all up.

[ He keeps smiling. ]

Sorry, sorry, I'll fix it up, dear.

[goodtobebad]

's fine.

[ Crowley sighs, nuzzling at Aziraphale's neck sleepily. ]

Feels good. You don't - have to stop, if you don't want to.

[comfortably]

Well, if it feels nice.

[ He gives Crowley a deeper scalp massage then, glad for the excuse to gaze at him lovingly. ]

Do you do this every day?

[goodtobebad]

Ngk.

[ Oh, the scalp massage is more than nice. It quickly renders him incoherent, only able to mumble nonsense or hum pleasantly for a bit.

It takes him a while to realize Aziraphale asked him a question. ]

Mm, do what?

[comfortably]

Sleep, dear. Well, I know you must not have for some time, if you spent a lot of the 1800s doing it.

[ But he wondered about that. ]

It is rather nice.