Aziraphale would love to see that little cottage they could fill up with all his books and all Crowley's plants and call their own, but for now he just has to dream with his eyes open.

He's pretty good at that.

"You know I don't like to sleep," he says, turning his face to give Crowley better access to his jaw. But of course Crowley knew that, it's why he said it. Cheeky bastard. That's alright, there are many other things that Aziraphale would like to occupy their time with before the dawn.