[Crowley makes such a face, all scrunched up and fussy before he brings his hands up to hide it, muffling his laughter and hoping to cover the color on his cheeks.]
You're so bloody embarrassing.
[He's playing it up slightly, being over dramatic to see if it gets a laugh, but he is genuinely flustered, too. He drops his hands, holding them against his chest instead, as if he needs to keep his heart contained so it won't spill out with how full it is.]
How am I supposed to deal with all that, hm? I burn for you. You're killing me, angel.
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You're so bloody embarrassing.
[He's playing it up slightly, being over dramatic to see if it gets a laugh, but he is genuinely flustered, too. He drops his hands, holding them against his chest instead, as if he needs to keep his heart contained so it won't spill out with how full it is.]
How am I supposed to deal with all that, hm? I burn for you. You're killing me, angel.