[ Why is Aoba such a baby? It's obvious that he's growing tired, Crowley can see, hear, and feel the way his body relaxes and settles in as if he's ready to drift into sleep.
Of course he's not going to argue against him. That's way too tiring.
He's not going to question why he comes to touch his face, either. Paying far too much attention to the pair of eyes before him, slowly drifting between that and Aoba's lips before the other man is already leaning in. His lips curl up when their lips meet, which of course means that he can feel that subtle hint of tongue come against his lips.
What a tease.
He blinks first, his features remaining neutral as a hand slowly begins to draw circles on Aoba's back. ]
Sometimes. It helps time go by a little bit faster. We do actually commonly sleep in coffins... I don't know where that all started but it's actually pretty comfortable.
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Of course he's not going to argue against him. That's way too tiring.
He's not going to question why he comes to touch his face, either. Paying far too much attention to the pair of eyes before him, slowly drifting between that and Aoba's lips before the other man is already leaning in. His lips curl up when their lips meet, which of course means that he can feel that subtle hint of tongue come against his lips.
What a tease.
He blinks first, his features remaining neutral as a hand slowly begins to draw circles on Aoba's back. ]
Sometimes. It helps time go by a little bit faster. We do actually commonly sleep in coffins... I don't know where that all started but it's actually pretty comfortable.