Crowley carefully steps into the kitchen, blowing air out of their nose at the angel's response.
"Yes, well, I'd only like to share with you, tonight, if that's okay." they say, a coy little look on their face as they start to look around. Crowley squeezes gently at the angel's arm before letting it go, moving quickly to rummage through cabinets until they finally find what they're looking for.
They find the stash of wine eventually and pluck a bottle, tucking it into their arm. It's late and they're already buzzed... so Crowley forgoes the glasses entirely. It won't be the first time the two of them had passed a bottle back and forth.
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"Yes, well, I'd only like to share with you, tonight, if that's okay." they say, a coy little look on their face as they start to look around. Crowley squeezes gently at the angel's arm before letting it go, moving quickly to rummage through cabinets until they finally find what they're looking for.
They find the stash of wine eventually and pluck a bottle, tucking it into their arm. It's late and they're already buzzed... so Crowley forgoes the glasses entirely. It won't be the first time the two of them had passed a bottle back and forth.
"Well?"