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[goodoldfashioned]

[Aziraphale's eyes crinkle at the corners. Soft and happy and overwhelmed.]

I do, yes. And you know I feel the same? That I love you.

[goodtobebad]

Yeah.

[ He smiles faintly. ]

I mean, you've got one up on me: you can sense it, can't you? But it's pretty obvious, even without being able to sense it.

[goodoldfashioned]

A bit of reminding now and then certainly doesn't hurt.

[Sensing it feels a bit like cheating, sometimes. Not when he can hear it directly from the source.]

[goodtobebad]

Well... reminder: I love you.

[ How's that??? ]

[goodoldfashioned]

[Very good, full marks.]

Allow me to return the favor? I love you very much, you see, and I... well, I wouldn't want you to forget that, either. Dreadfully important.

[He's lost track of his limbs somewhere down the line, and if pressed, would probably have difficulty remembering that they're even in a bed. He tracks down where one of Crowley's hands went and holds it in both of his, warm and sure.]

[goodtobebad]

...No. I won't forget. Promise.

[ Usually he'd make some sort of smart remark here, but... well. This is nice. Nice in the best way possible. ]