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"Are you hurt?" Aziraphale repeats, taking another assertive step toward the trembling demon. Crowley's jaw flexes at the question, infuriation flickering in his golden irises at the angel's determination. "Yes, alright?" Crowley concedes in a low hiss, "Yes. Is that what you wanted to hear?" Aziraphale's expression softens as grief tugs at his heart, his pale blonde eyebrows drawing up in the inner corners. Crowley's eyes immediately fall from Aziraphale's face, the corner of his mouth curling into a suppressed frown. "I can handle myself," Crowley assures, "Lock the door on your way out." Aziraphale watches the demon turn. "No." Crowley stops, looking over his shoulder in confusion, ".. what?" "No. I'm not leaving until you let me help you," The angel says, "I care about you, Crowley. And I know that you trust me, however much you might deny it." Crowley clenches his teeth together tightly, his thin fingers digging into the fabric of his blazer. "So, please," Aziraphale pleas gently, approaching another few steps to close the distance between them, "let me try to help." OR: Aziraphale finds Crowley after he has been tortured by Hell and tends to his wounds.

Fics like As Beautiful as the Day We Met

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