Inasmuch as he was anxious about the future, it was starting to fade, melt into the moment-- brush of his hair, the restlessness of his hand, the startling warmth of his fingers. It was all a welcome distraction.
"Perhaps you'll just have to build up a resistance again." There was something mellowing about drinking. Not that he should be encouraging this sort of thing. But if it allowed this well...it couldn't be completely horrible. He absently moved his hand up under Crowley's wing, massaging the joint there to see how he would like it.
He smiled at the idea of nothing to worry about. There was plenty to worry about. Corruption to fight for one thing. Spells to learn. Worrying about the mortality of their bodies that seemed to require sleep and could get hurt by flying rubbish bins.
"If you say it, I'll believe it," he murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of his head, smelling his hair, closing his eyes. "Despite all evidence to the contrary."
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Date: 2019-07-05 07:26 pm (UTC)"Perhaps you'll just have to build up a resistance again." There was something mellowing about drinking. Not that he should be encouraging this sort of thing. But if it allowed this well...it couldn't be completely horrible. He absently moved his hand up under Crowley's wing, massaging the joint there to see how he would like it.
He smiled at the idea of nothing to worry about. There was plenty to worry about. Corruption to fight for one thing. Spells to learn. Worrying about the mortality of their bodies that seemed to require sleep and could get hurt by flying rubbish bins.
"If you say it, I'll believe it," he murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of his head, smelling his hair, closing his eyes. "Despite all evidence to the contrary."