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[ Its a video call of one Anthony J. Crowley stepping out of a posh building eating a vanilla and chocolate swirled cone. ]

When you think about it sixty-five million isn't really so much to ask for a place like this in the middle of New York. Especially with all those terraces. Parking space for two cars. Concierge. More bedroom space than I'll ever need. And... ha! This might be the best part!

[ He laughed and attached a quick image to the post. ]

They don't want to take that painting with them so it would come with the place! You're an art restorer, what do you think of it, Mr. Fell? Cheeky piece. It's a bit like that play we saw last week, the one where you got all annoyed with me for magically upgrading our seats. I didn't hear you complaining when we ended up with that private box though did I?

[ He paused for a thoughtful lick of chocolate before it ran down the cone. ]

I never even dreamed of owning a place like this one before so of course I signed. What is the point of magic if you can't indulge?

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["So much worse." SO MUCH WORSE? It would KILL you, you idiot! The very thought of holy water terrified him.]

He is. ...I don't know.

Maybe Hell knew you were in cahoots with a human? Although I can't see why you keeping a human with a damned soul would be objectionable to them.

[ Sensing the hidden fluttering... ok, maybe he had underplayed that a little but it wasn't like he had never touched the stuff before. Before all these memories it was fine, just water as it should have been! It was difficult to think of it as being anything harmful. ]

Maybe you didn't have a damned soul.

I've been wondering about that with your magic circle. You might have been looking for a power up or maybe the kid was your problem, something you wanted me to solve for you. Maybe Hell didn't like you having a pet demon.

How can one be in love with a demon and not be damned for eternity?

[He wrinkled his nose. Aziraphale really didn't like that the child could have been his problem and he tried to get Anthony to take care of him. Granted, that sounded like something that might happen, if he was honest with himself (which he didn't want to be), but he wanted to think it was at the very least their shared problem.]

[He sighed.]

I don't like the idea of...pet demon or pet human. It feels wrong to me that there should be that kind of power imbalance. We should be a team, I think. Maybe not equals in power, but...

I just hate to think that there's a contract somewhere in our history where one or the other signed over some kind of control.

[ Anthony opened his mouth to respond but stopped to gape and tilt his head as the little gears in his mind began to turn. How could one be in love with a demon and not damned for eternity... It was a good question. Or rather it was a question that sent a chill of concern through him if he dwelled on that too long, so he didn't. ]

If it was like that... It doesn't have to be that way anymore.

[ As their hands were still laced together Fell's was given a reassuring and unmistakably loving squeeze. ]

No contract, just the two of us working together to figure this mess out.

[ Ever so bright smile. ]

We'll be partners.

[In as much as he could, he'd made his peace with the idea. If love was a crime one was damnable for, seemed that the rules were a bit rigged, because Anthony was worth every ounce of love.]

Partners.

[They could build from their past experiences to suit their future. He was so overcome with a cocktail of love and joy and rightness, there was little else he could do with all this emotion bubbling inside him except to come over there and kiss Anthony.]

[ OOo! Now there was a treat better than any sort of cupcake! Anthony was left with the impression that he might have said something very right indeed and as he was on a roll... ]

I'm glad you came over.

[Just now, or tonight in general? He cupped Anthony's cheek, tracing a thumb over the soft skin, the faintest of stubble, and the twisting snake tattoo.]

So am I. It has been a lovely evening, as all evenings with you are.

[ Being partners, agreeing they were on equal terms working as a team. Not only had it felt right to say it but clearly the admission had pleased Aziraphale immensely.

He could stay under that gentle hand, allowing those fingers to caress his cheek, all night... ]

It's not the evening that's lovely.

[What was not to love about it? Like loving Anthony, being his partner and equal felt a touch forbidden yet oddly right.]

[He was obviously soaking up Anthony's flattery, even if he tried very hard to appear not to be.]

I know a line when I hear one, you charming snake. I should just leave you to your lines and go back to my dessert. [He pulled away just enough for show, enough to give reason for a sweet-talking serpent to entice him back.]

[ Fell's entire expression practically glowed with the impish, 'Oh stop, but please go on,' that those coy eyes which met his only to flutter away teased with. Even his moving away was an invitation to slither closer and call upon some delightful flirtation to bring Fell back to his side. ]

Or...

[ Anthony's smile dazzled with wicked possibilities as his eyes glided subtly over Fell's adorably warm looking person. ]

You could slide your cupcake closer, end up with my charming lines and your dessert. Is there really any reason to chose one over the other when you could have both?

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