[Crowley shoots him a dark look, because the thing is, he doesn't have to tell Aziraphale to do something to make it happen. They've been playing games with each other for millennia, and Crowley knows how to get what he wants. The Arrangement, looking after Warlock, so many things were his ideas and he just had to find a way to convince Aziraphale to play along.
It's not what he's doing here, it's just so easy to see how he could. But Aziraphale is being calm and sensible and asking him to trust him and some of the fight goes out of Crowley. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to work out some of the extra energy.]
I don't mind what you do when I'm not around. [It can't bother him if he doesn't have to see it, after all.
He huffs a breath, arms crossed over his chest. Protective, defensive.] I'd just rather not have it rubbed in my face, is all.
[And it had felt a bit like that, when it was in his home.]
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It's not what he's doing here, it's just so easy to see how he could. But Aziraphale is being calm and sensible and asking him to trust him and some of the fight goes out of Crowley. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to work out some of the extra energy.]
I don't mind what you do when I'm not around. [It can't bother him if he doesn't have to see it, after all.
He huffs a breath, arms crossed over his chest. Protective, defensive.] I'd just rather not have it rubbed in my face, is all.
[And it had felt a bit like that, when it was in his home.]