thearrangement | know that I'll always be there by your side

"So, uh, this is nice..."

They were hiding - they were always hiding, it was just the way it was for them. If his family found out, he didn't even know what would happen, nevermind the school and all the teasing they'd do. No, this was just easier for everyone. The two of them, alone, datinf privately and quietly, away from everyone.

Literally. They were around the back of the school and not the nice part with the bench and the view because, everything else aside, that was where the local ruffians smoked their marijuana. No, they were around the back where the chain fence was, listening to the lunch food getting delivered, near where the cardboard recycling was stored.

And yes, it did smell horribly of wet cardboard and everything was dripping but hey, they were holding hands.

"What are you doing tonight?"

When he was heading down the road on a Saturday morning, he wasn't expecting to come across his little brother. He wasn't really expecting to come across anyone, he was just out early himself to get some groceries and get food for whenever Bill would wake up, because after the partying they had done last night, he was bound to be ravenous.

Barty was never one for sleeping much, so he was up and out and about. Aziraphale wasn't really supposed to be either out nor about. Especially not out, he knew how concerned the family was about that. He slowed down the car, so sure it had to be him. The curls were kind of a give away. Barty lowered his window and called out. "Aziraphale?! Where are you headed?"

"Oy! Bill!" Crowley called out to the boy as soon as he spotted him, having been on the lookout. He was not in the mood for a party today, but he knew that Bill was likely to show up here and there was nothing else he could think of doing. He had tried approaching Aziraphale's house, but Gabriel seemed to be pulling guard duty there around the clock now and he knew he couldn't make it through that human brick wall.

No way into the family, so he had to find a way to go through the family. Which meant that, for better or worse, Bill was his best bet.

It was early still, for a Friday night. A guy like Bill, he'd probably just come here to get a buzz before going to a club and, probably, going to a rave after. Bill seemed to be alone, so Crowley was hoping him and Barty hadn't broken up. This was the closest thing he had to a lead. He finally made his way over to him, nodding his head. Cool greeting, he was cool. "Hey, mate. How's it going?"

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