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Fanfic illustration.

I spent more time drawing hands than on the entire rest of the picture and it still looks like all his fingers are broken >.<

Crowley nodded, but didn’t make any move to stop leaning against Aziraphale’s chest. Well, he could work with that. The plate of cinnamon rolls was now miraculously just within his reach. Aziraphale tore a roll into pieces, and was just holding up a bite to Crowley’s lips when he heard the familiar telltale chime of an angelic visitation.
“Greetings, Principality Aziraphale! I– Aziraphale! ” said a shocked voice. “What are you doing with that demon?”

Aziraphale pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Of all the awful timing…

“Good afternoon, Gabriel.”

Description

Fanfic illustration.

I spent more time drawing hands than on the entire rest of the picture and it still looks like all his fingers are broken >.<

Crowley nodded, but didn’t make any move to stop leaning against Aziraphale’s chest. Well, he could work with that. The plate of cinnamon rolls was now miraculously just within his reach. Aziraphale tore a roll into pieces, and was just holding up a bite to Crowley’s lips when he heard the familiar telltale chime of an angelic visitation.
“Greetings, Principality Aziraphale! I– Aziraphale! ” said a shocked voice. “What are you doing with that demon?”

Aziraphale pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Of all the awful timing…

“Good afternoon, Gabriel.”