Today Aziraphale and Crowley went to a local carnival. Crowley, having had a hand in inventing several notoriously impossible carnival games, knew a trick or two that would ensure his angel received the largest prize. When he succeeded, however, Aziraphale decided he would much rather have the small, black and red plush snake.

Today, Crowley decided to experiment with the idea that Aziraphale might be ticklish. It was a successful experiment, until Crowley became the subject of Aziraphale’s own research.

Today Aziraphale and Crowley decided to start working on a large, complicated jigsaw puzzle. After about 10 minutes, though, Crowley decided he’d much rather observe, adoring the way Aziraphale stuck his tongue out just a tiny bit in concentration.

Today, Aziraphale and Crowley got separated at an outdoor market. When Crowley found Aziraphale again, he was engaged in a conversation with a man who was clearly flirting with his angel, though Aziraphale was oblivious. Crowley practically hissed as he pulled Aziraphale away, and held his hand tightly the rest of the trip.

Today Aziraphale practically swooned when Crowley sat down at the piano for the first time in a long time. He played a selection of his and Aziraphale’s favourites while his angel sat and watched with complete adoration.

Today Crowley came home to Aziraphale making homemade muffins wearing nothing but a frilly, pale blue gingham apron. The muffins somehow burned.

Today, while they were wandering around a used book store, Crowley got distracted by a thick, annotated Plant Encyclopedia. Aziraphale left him to read and continued browsing, only coming to collect him when he had finished his own shopping. Despite Crowley’s grumbling, Aziraphale bought him the book and they spent the evening peacefully reading their respective texts.

Today, while they were walking along the beach, Crowley used a stick to carve their initials in the wet sand. Aziraphale giggled at it, but before Crowley could feel embarrassed, the angel stole the stick and finished the drawing with a big, lopsided heart.

Today, upon finding out about a rude comment Gabriel had made just before the-apocalypse-that-wasn’t, Crowley pressed his palm against Aziraphale’s cheek and told him that he was soft, but in the best possible way. Aziraphale blushed and leaned into the touch.

Today Crowley and Aziraphale went out for a nice dinner. When they arrived at their table, Aziraphale sat on the same side as Crowley. He wanted to be close to his demon, the funny looks they received from other patrons be damned.

Today Aziraphale decided to join Crowley in his mission to stay in bed as long as possible. They cuddled and talked away the whole morning. 

Today Crowley suggested he and Aziraphale play Scrabble. Upon reflection, he wasn’t sure why he thought he ever stood a chance.

Today Aziraphale surprised Crowley after dinner with a vintage bottle of red they had shared in France in the early 1700s. Crowley immediately poured them each a glass and lounged in the garden, the wine in one hand and Aziraphale’s hand in the other.

Today Crowley and Aziraphale hugged for a very long time. Both of them needed it.

Today Aziraphale had to replace the laces on his shoes, and joked that he ought to entrust the task to his favourite cobbler.

Today Aziraphale accompanied Crowley to a garden centre, where the demon meticulously combed through shelf upon shelf of possible new plants for his garden. (Crowley likes to pretend he searches for only the highest quality plants, but Aziraphale knows he takes it upon himself to rescue those that have clearly been neglected and restore them to their full potential).

Today, Aziraphale and Crowley shared a milkshake. They even used the same straw. Aziraphale thought this was utterly scandalous.