[ Crowley hums, eyes closed. He's thought about that moment so many times, mostly when they've fought, but sometimes in the afterglow of sex or the handful of times he could admit to himself that he'd been worried about Blake.
He opens his eyes and lowers the glass to the floor, his own smile impossibly sappy. ]
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He opens his eyes and lowers the glass to the floor, his own smile impossibly sappy. ]
I remember.