*She stops moving the piece of candy about her mouth, she makes a face like she understands but approaches him, leaning on the door and looking up at him* Us. *She poked him in the chest*
Us? I…oh. O-h. *blush deepens* Well…all right…
Ha that’s cute. *She smirks at the blush. She tilts her head to the side* You are so very pretty don’t you know, my sweet angel. *She stood up, invading his personal space*
*seems more embarrassed by the compliment than by the sudden lack of personal space* Th-thank you…you’re…you’re rather beautiful yourself. *shy smile*
Do you like sweets, Aziraphale? *She rests her chin on his chest and looks up at him, sliding her arms around his torso*
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thebluephonebox reblogged this from angel-and-dear and added:
*She covers her face with her hand and walks away but as soon as she hears the door close she lets the hand drop* Easy.
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angel-and-dear reblogged this from thebluephonebox and added:
All right, all right. *backs off* I’ll…I’ll just go then. *backs carefully into the flat* I’ll…I’ll see you later....
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wasfledglingcasbutisnotnow said:
((OH NO. It’s like Shakespeare plays— it can’t just be a decision-triangle, it has to be a decision square!))
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