"Hey. Angel. Look at me." Crowley was trying to get his focus, so he could lean their foreheads together, holding him as close as he could. "I love you. Just focus on breathing, yeah? Just breathing."

This was a lot. Of course this was a lot. But hopefully, together they could focus on the positive changes that would come with this.

The car stopped and Barty turned around, frowning at them. "You sleeping over, lover boy?"

"I could. No one cares if I come home." For better or worse.

"I work tomorrow morning, but then we can hit up the shops. You'll be needing some stuff, Az." Barty was glad he had some money put aside for situations like this.