A Seal Over Your Heart

For three days, Aziraphale had sat on the chaise longue, thinking. He had thought through what had felt like thousands of possible outcomes. He had analyzed every interaction of theirs for the past century, and he felt somewhat of a private investigator. He weighed pros and cons, he made lists in his mind, he even prayed to the Almighty for an answer at one point. The room had been silent throughout these three days, not even a breeze daring to rattle the drainpipe.I can’t tell him, one side of Aziraphale’s brain reasoned. It was true. He couldn’t. He wasn’t ready for this truth to exist outside his mind. The other side of Aziraphale’s brain chantedbut I love himover and over and over and over again.*****Basically, Aziraphale suddenly realizes what he feels for Crowley is love, and has to come to terms with telling Crowley about it.