What if he did? What if Aziraphale stopped time and they just basked here together? Held onto each other and were outside of time for longer? Let the world exist away from them for longer and just stayed, holding onto each other? Crowley had often wanted that, wanted to be away from their respective jobs, away from their respective places so he could just be with Aziraphale whenever he wanted. He would've done anything for that.

He presses his lips to the angel's forehead. His only friend, his greatest companion. He won't let anything happen to him, won't let them give up what they've found.

"Let every man be a master of his time," he quotes, bringing Shakespeare back to them. "We can't hide away from it forever, angel. Once it's finished, once we've won, every night can be like this."

He hopes. He prays, in his own way, that they can still have this after it's all over.