[ Crowley almost misses it, except for how there's no real way that he could. He wants to laugh it off, but he can't bring himself to be that cruel to Blake right now, so instead he's just quiet for a moment.
He rests his hand over Blake's, palm suddenly a little clammy. Even now, he's still not entirely convinced that he can truly feel love, at least not without the active use of human blood. Then again, it has changed him and he finds himself wondering if that warm, frightening feeling in his chest could be at least something like it. ]
I don't know that I've ever felt about anyone the way I feel about you.
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He rests his hand over Blake's, palm suddenly a little clammy. Even now, he's still not entirely convinced that he can truly feel love, at least not without the active use of human blood. Then again, it has changed him and he finds himself wondering if that warm, frightening feeling in his chest could be at least something like it. ]
I don't know that I've ever felt about anyone the way I feel about you.