[ Well if that's what he wants to do Crowley isn't going to reject it. ]

At least you have your priorities straight... kinda.

[ Contacting his grandma is important! In terms of family Crowley can't even properly remember the faces of his own parents, their history etched in the back of his mind but nothing else, and for what it's worth he doesn't want Aoba being like him. Miserable.

But he glances at his clothes, still messily hanging on the couch across the room with the exception of his pants, back resting against the pillows as he waits for Aoba to return. ] Mm, I haven't done this in a long time either. [ He pauses briefly, wondering how he should position himself before he just... wraps an arm around the other man and pulls him closer to his chest. ] Should I smile? [ Like he wasn't going to by default. ]