[ 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.
[ For Blake, that's every bit as good as a love confession. The fact that Crowley feels anything at all is impressive enough, but that he saves it for and shares it with John is like some kind of strange Wonderland miracle at times.
It's abrupt, but he takes Crowley's hand and then shifts to straddle his legs, knees tucked in on each side of the demon's hips. ]
We've come a long way together, you an' me. Don't let anyone tell you that we didn't bust our asses gettin' here.
[ Not was, but is because they're still working at it every day. It's not about arguments and yelling anymore, so much as concessions and soft acceptance. It's just the way of things. ]
Not to mention good lookin'. With great taste in clothes.
[ Hey, let a guy indulge a little. When it comes to this kind of behavior, the moments they've shared are few and far between. But it's meant so much to John. More than anyone could ever guess.
No one's quite given the demon the credit he deserves for being as heroic and dashing at the rest of them. ]
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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.
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It's abrupt, but he takes Crowley's hand and then shifts to straddle his legs, knees tucked in on each side of the demon's hips. ]
We've come a long way together, you an' me. Don't let anyone tell you that we didn't bust our asses gettin' here.
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Oh, I know exactly how hard we worked.
[ He looks down for a moment and squeezes Blake's hand. ]
It was worth it.
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[ Not was, but is because they're still working at it every day. It's not about arguments and yelling anymore, so much as concessions and soft acceptance. It's just the way of things. ]
Dunno if I could do it without you.
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[ He probably would have killed more people, made fewer friends. He wouldn't have wound up this happy. ]
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You kiddin' me? We'd've both been thoroughly fucked. Not in the fun way, either.
[ As if to illustrate what the "fun way" happens to be, he wiggles a little in a rather telling manner. ]
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I think we're both very lucky.
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[ Hey, let a guy indulge a little. When it comes to this kind of behavior, the moments they've shared are few and far between. But it's meant so much to John. More than anyone could ever guess.
No one's quite given the demon the credit he deserves for being as heroic and dashing at the rest of them. ]
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[ He kisses Blake's cheek, slipping back into the facade, because it's too difficult to be honest for too long to that degree. ]