Crowley sat up and stretched. He was in the one room apartment in the bookshop, in the bed that Aziraphale let him use. But when he went to bed last night, Aziraphale was lying next to him, still fast asleep.
But now Aziraphale was gone. Knowing the angel, he probably just went straight to work. Crowley got to his feet and reached for his clothes which were left on the nearby dresser.
Crowley had just slipped on his pants when he heard a voice, "Good morning love."
Crowley turned and nearly discorporated at the sight before him.
Aziraphale was only wearing a pair of night trousers. Nothing else.
"Oh uh…good morning Crowley…" Aziraphale was suddenly blushing.
"I spilled some cocoa on my nightshirt…I just came to check on you…"
The next thing they knew, they were in each other's arms…touching….kissing…
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Good Omens: Our World (Bad Omens Prequel Novella)
RomanceWhat happened after Aziraphale and Crowley declared, "To the World?"
