Rest part 3
"Hello, angel." Crowley said after Aziraphale answered the phone. He'd planned for it to be smooth and almost seductive. Instead his voice cracked and he sounded exactly like someone who hadn't talked in a very long time. He made a face at the greeting and sighed a little.
"Two weeks ahead of schedule." Aziraphale said as he looked at the reminder on his mobile, Crowley having called the shop phone.
"Two whole weeks, hmm?" Crowley said with a slight laugh.
"I was beginning to think I would have to come wake you." He put the mobile down and got comfortable in his chair.
"Did you already have a plan on how you were going to do that?" Again Crowley was trying to be seductive and his voice just wasn't cooperating at all. Maybe he needed a glass of water.
"Why yes. I was going to come into your flat with a large bucket of ice water and douse you with it. Should have done the trick nicely." Aziraphale said with a smirk that Crowley could almost hear.
"And here I thought I was the evil one." Crowley chuckled.
"Only most of the time." Aziraphale cleared his throat. "So, shall I head over there or would you prefer to meet me in the park?"
"Actually, it would be appreciated if you could make your way over here. I seem to have gotten into a bit of a situation." Crowley made a face again, even though Aziraphale couldn't see it.
"And what kind of situation is that?" Aziraphale asked with a bit of a smile.
"At some point during my nap, it seems that I shifted around in just the wrong way and my hair is now caught on my headboard." Crowley's hair grew faster than a human's. It had gotten roughly down to his knees during his five year nap.
"Oh Crowley. How on Earth could you.....you know what? Actually, I don't want to know. I'll be there in a jiffy with some scissors." He hung up the phone as he heard Crowley mid protest.
"Oh you have gotten rather tangled, haven't you?" Aziraphale asked as he assessed the situation. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut it off. There's no other way around it." He made sure to double check that it really was the only option. "But it seems that it's rather close to the end of your hair so I won't have to cut off that much."
"Well, that's good." Crowley said with a slight nod. He didn't want to pull on the hair. He was actually planning on getting a haircut, but of course he couldn't let Aziraphale know that.
"Right then. Here we go." It only took a couple of snips for the hair to come loose. A quick wave of the hand and the hair stuck to the bed was gone. "I have set you free." Aziraphale said with a chuckle.
"Thank you, my dear." Crowley said. He didn't think, he just acted. He grabbed Aziraphale's face and kissed him rather passionately. The angel was shocked at first but he soon kissed back, grabbing Crowley's arm. When they parted, Crowley looked at Aziraphale for a moment. "The hero always gets a kiss from the rescued damsel, doesn't he?" He smiled. Aziraphale just blinked a few times before his brain started working again.
"I...what? Oh yes. Quite right." Aziraphale nodded and got to his feet. He was bright red. "Would you like me to neaten it up a bit?" He gestured to Crowley's hair.
"Yes, please." Crowley climbed out of the bed and made his way over to the vanity he had off to one side. He sat down in the chair, looking in the rather large mirror.
"Do you want it short again?" Aziraphale asked as he walked up behind Crowley. The demon just looked at his reflection for a moment before shaking his head.
"About nanny length, I think." Crowley nodded. He really had liked how long his hair was back then.
"Nanny length it is." Aziraphale smiled and started to cut Crowley's hair. He was very deliberate in the way his hands moved. He would brush Crowley's neck with his fingers, get very close to make sure that all the ends were even. There was even a point at which he was practically straddling Crowley's lap. All of it completely intentional.
"You got quite used to our arrangement, didn't you?" Crowley asked as he watched Aziraphale.
"What do you mean?" Aziraphale was, of course, playing dumb at the moment.
"Doing the tempting. As well as the blessing." Crowley looked up at Aziraphale and smirked.
"I really have no idea what you're talking about, Crowley." Aziraphale said as he tried very hard to hide a smile. Crowley just chuckled and let the angel work. Once the haircut was done, Crowley stood up and got very close to Aziraphale.
"You're very good to me." He said softly, their faces only inches apart.
"You're good to me as well." Aziraphale put a hand on Crowley's chest. Crowley put his hand over Aziraphale's and then leaned in and kissed him again. This time there was no question about the passion behind it. Aziraphale seemed to melt against him and Crowley wrapped his other arm around him. The kiss seemed to go on forever. When the kiss finally broke, Crowley looked Aziraphale in the eye.
"From now on, if I take a nap, I want you in the bed with me." He said as he pulled Aziraphale a little bit closer.
"That can most definitely be arranged." Aziraphale agreed. The naps would have to be shorter, of course, but he didn't think Crowley would mind that at all.
"Two weeks ahead of schedule." Aziraphale said as he looked at the reminder on his mobile, Crowley having called the shop phone.
"Two whole weeks, hmm?" Crowley said with a slight laugh.
"I was beginning to think I would have to come wake you." He put the mobile down and got comfortable in his chair.
"Did you already have a plan on how you were going to do that?" Again Crowley was trying to be seductive and his voice just wasn't cooperating at all. Maybe he needed a glass of water.
"Why yes. I was going to come into your flat with a large bucket of ice water and douse you with it. Should have done the trick nicely." Aziraphale said with a smirk that Crowley could almost hear.
"And here I thought I was the evil one." Crowley chuckled.
"Only most of the time." Aziraphale cleared his throat. "So, shall I head over there or would you prefer to meet me in the park?"
"Actually, it would be appreciated if you could make your way over here. I seem to have gotten into a bit of a situation." Crowley made a face again, even though Aziraphale couldn't see it.
"And what kind of situation is that?" Aziraphale asked with a bit of a smile.
"At some point during my nap, it seems that I shifted around in just the wrong way and my hair is now caught on my headboard." Crowley's hair grew faster than a human's. It had gotten roughly down to his knees during his five year nap.
"Oh Crowley. How on Earth could you.....you know what? Actually, I don't want to know. I'll be there in a jiffy with some scissors." He hung up the phone as he heard Crowley mid protest.
"Oh you have gotten rather tangled, haven't you?" Aziraphale asked as he assessed the situation. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut it off. There's no other way around it." He made sure to double check that it really was the only option. "But it seems that it's rather close to the end of your hair so I won't have to cut off that much."
"Well, that's good." Crowley said with a slight nod. He didn't want to pull on the hair. He was actually planning on getting a haircut, but of course he couldn't let Aziraphale know that.
"Right then. Here we go." It only took a couple of snips for the hair to come loose. A quick wave of the hand and the hair stuck to the bed was gone. "I have set you free." Aziraphale said with a chuckle.
"Thank you, my dear." Crowley said. He didn't think, he just acted. He grabbed Aziraphale's face and kissed him rather passionately. The angel was shocked at first but he soon kissed back, grabbing Crowley's arm. When they parted, Crowley looked at Aziraphale for a moment. "The hero always gets a kiss from the rescued damsel, doesn't he?" He smiled. Aziraphale just blinked a few times before his brain started working again.
"I...what? Oh yes. Quite right." Aziraphale nodded and got to his feet. He was bright red. "Would you like me to neaten it up a bit?" He gestured to Crowley's hair.
"Yes, please." Crowley climbed out of the bed and made his way over to the vanity he had off to one side. He sat down in the chair, looking in the rather large mirror.
"Do you want it short again?" Aziraphale asked as he walked up behind Crowley. The demon just looked at his reflection for a moment before shaking his head.
"About nanny length, I think." Crowley nodded. He really had liked how long his hair was back then.
"Nanny length it is." Aziraphale smiled and started to cut Crowley's hair. He was very deliberate in the way his hands moved. He would brush Crowley's neck with his fingers, get very close to make sure that all the ends were even. There was even a point at which he was practically straddling Crowley's lap. All of it completely intentional.
"You got quite used to our arrangement, didn't you?" Crowley asked as he watched Aziraphale.
"What do you mean?" Aziraphale was, of course, playing dumb at the moment.
"Doing the tempting. As well as the blessing." Crowley looked up at Aziraphale and smirked.
"I really have no idea what you're talking about, Crowley." Aziraphale said as he tried very hard to hide a smile. Crowley just chuckled and let the angel work. Once the haircut was done, Crowley stood up and got very close to Aziraphale.
"You're very good to me." He said softly, their faces only inches apart.
"You're good to me as well." Aziraphale put a hand on Crowley's chest. Crowley put his hand over Aziraphale's and then leaned in and kissed him again. This time there was no question about the passion behind it. Aziraphale seemed to melt against him and Crowley wrapped his other arm around him. The kiss seemed to go on forever. When the kiss finally broke, Crowley looked Aziraphale in the eye.
"From now on, if I take a nap, I want you in the bed with me." He said as he pulled Aziraphale a little bit closer.
"That can most definitely be arranged." Aziraphale agreed. The naps would have to be shorter, of course, but he didn't think Crowley would mind that at all.
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