"Oh. Well. Okay. Okay, yes, I will. I certainly will." Aziraphale smiled, a great big beaming smile, and then the bell rang out, warning them that class was going to start up soon. "Well, time for English, I suppose. I hate that we don't have class together these days." Aziraphale was in top set for everything and Crowley had, over the years, slowly sauntered downwards to the lower sets. So he could share with Felix and the like. He hated it. He had managed to get himself a set lower in math so they could share one class but he was still so mortified and guilty over it.
"Do you want to walk home today? I can wait for you. Even if you have detention." It was better to sit on a bench than go home early without some Crowley time. "Do you -- do you have detention?" He was always disappointed that Crowley was a bad boy but it was... thrilling. Sexy. Kind of. Sometimes.
"Nah, I should be good." He thought it over for a moment, just to be sure, then nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. Unless he checks the math homework right away, then I'm in for it, but he never does on Thursdays." So he felt he was pretty safe. "We can walk home together. And I'm sorry, angel, but we are different, you and I. Can't all be as smart as you are."
He knew they had to leave, but he suddenly wrapped an arm around Aziraphale and pulled him close, right up against himself. "It's dead sexy, that. Clever clogs like you." That said, he kissed him. Kissed him properly, right on the mouth. And then he pulled away, with a wide smirk, taking a step back. "We should get to class, huh?"
"... Oh." That was a thing that just happened. A kiss. A very proper, lovely kiss that flustered him so hard that he couldn't move for a few moments, dumbstruck by the kiss. It was a nice kiss. Bold, playful, romantic - hopefully. It was, wasn't it? Was it?! Or was it a play to distract him or cover something up or -- why was he down that trail of thought?! It was Crowley! He shook himself out of it and smiled awkwardly at Crowley.
"Yes, yes! Definitely. Erm, outside at 3.20pm. I'll wait by the gates. I'll -- I'll think of you." He called out for -- for some reason he could not say. Think of him? What? Why? What was he? An old lady reminiscing. Urgh. "See you soon!"
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"Do you want to walk home today? I can wait for you. Even if you have detention." It was better to sit on a bench than go home early without some Crowley time. "Do you -- do you have detention?" He was always disappointed that Crowley was a bad boy but it was... thrilling. Sexy. Kind of. Sometimes.
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He knew they had to leave, but he suddenly wrapped an arm around Aziraphale and pulled him close, right up against himself. "It's dead sexy, that. Clever clogs like you." That said, he kissed him. Kissed him properly, right on the mouth. And then he pulled away, with a wide smirk, taking a step back. "We should get to class, huh?"
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"Yes, yes! Definitely. Erm, outside at 3.20pm. I'll wait by the gates. I'll -- I'll think of you." He called out for -- for some reason he could not say. Think of him? What? Why? What was he? An old lady reminiscing. Urgh. "See you soon!"