? 005 ? / Feather 02

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[Aziraphale is currently on the Plane, sitting in front of an old table that has seen better days. There is what obviously looks to be an old book sitting in front of him, and he's currently wearing gloves as he carefully leafs through the pages]

[Crowley has been roaming the Plane ever since his encounter with Cy, looking for...well, something. He's sure he'll know it when he sees—oh hey, there's an Aziraphale. The demon immediately starts toward the angel, without saying a word.]

[Aziraphale looks up from his work, though even at a glance he can tell things arent as they should be] Crowley, are you ok?

[Crowley remains silent, clearly moving toward the angel with a purpose. Almost like a stalking cat. Or snake, take your pick]

[Aziraphale stands, looking rather concerned now] I do hope this isn't another one of your pranks, because I'm getting worried now.

[Finally reaching where the angel now stands, Crowley places both hands on either side of the angel's face, just under his jaw, and kisses him. Not just a little kiss, either...we're talking dramatic movie kiss here, people.]

[Aziraphale is surprised, enough that for a few seconds he does nothing. He finds himself returning the kiss, if rather awkwardly, before quickly pushing the demon away. He seems torn between embarrassment and anger] W-what did you just do?

[Something in Crowley's face seems to clear after being pushed away, as Cy's hypnosis fades. He stands there, slack-jawed, and for his part torn between embarrassment and horror.] I...don't know.

((ooc: Green is Aziraphale, blue is Crowley~))

Comments

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

What? What'd I do?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

I would appreciate it if you'd explain yourself.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Coming out party, also known as a cotillion. A formal ball, serves as a way of introducing débutantes into polite society.

I'd have suggested a Sweet Sixteen but really, you're a bit old.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He's frowning at you now, Crowley] What would that have to do with a kiss?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

It's an important step in any young angel's life, Aziraphale.

We might even think about registering you for gifts somewhere. Harrod's?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Now stop that. You're not getting out of explaining your reaction to the kiss via jokes.

I would like to think you owe me a bit more than that.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[The smile evaporates from Crowley's face, and he straightens up a bit]

I suggest we stop talking about it, and forget it ever happened. Can we do that?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Worried] Now I understand that you're upset because you were forced to do something you had no desire for in the first place, but I'm not sure simply ignoring it is the best way to deal with things.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Then how about we discuss it later, after we've both had time to cool off a bit. As of right now I'm in no mood, Aziraphale.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale is obviously not happy about this, but he figures relenting might be best for now]....fine then Crowley, as you wish. Are we still going to dinner, or would you like more time to cool off?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I'll take a rain cheque.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Fair enough, I suppose.