Couple's Nightly Routine

[buckingham]

COUPLE'S NIGHTLY ROUTINE MEME It's time for you and your significant other to go to sleep...no, not that way. Get your mind out of the gutter! You two are sharing a bed for whatever reason and have been for a while. Surely by now, you have a routine on how you get ready for bed. Do you help each other out with your tasks, like putting up your hair, changing into PJs, or brushing teeth? Do you watch TV before you hit the hay? Read? Does one of you want to stay up all night long while the other one just wants to sleep? Then, of course, there's the actual sleeping habits. Does trouble with human contact lead you to sleep with miles between you - and is that an issue - or do you snuggle? Could both of you whisper sweet words into each other's ears across the pillows? Most importantly, who steals the blankets? HOW TO PLAY Comment with your character, preferences, and any information you'd like to include. Reply to others. Thread out a nightly routine.

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[badluckblues]

[ fluff the pain away ]

Charlie Magne | Hazbin Hotel

[charmingdemonbelle]

Angel Dust | Hazbin Hotel

[kinkyboots]

Aziraphale | Good Omens (show) | (Crowley only, any version)

[salutosinedelectat]

[agathokakological]

[Crowley liked sleep, even though his partner generally went without it. There were often nights where he would stay up with Aziraphale, but after a particularly long day, he couldn't resist crashing for the night.

He had just finished misting his plants and took to the kitchen to make some herbal tea, making sure to pour an extra cup for Aziraphale. Crowley brought the angel his mug and took a seat beside him, yawning slightly.]

Any way I could convince you to finish that book in bed?

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Well, truth be told, Aziraphale liked sleep. He'd began to see the value in the comfort and relaxation that came with it, along with the pleasant intimacy of sharing a bed with his partner, but old habits die hard and there are many things he'd prioritize over it, should a thought arise. But, still, he did think it was nice.

When Crowley comes around, he looks up from his book, a pleasant smile offered in turn for the tea. ]

Depends on how you ask. [ Watching the demon from behind his utterly useless spectacles, he takes a sip. The angel's becoming well cheeky these days, from time to time. ]

[agathokakological]

[Crowley lives for such cheekiness, if he had to admit it. He gives the bastard an amused grin, taking a seat beside him, his legs folding up and onto the seat along with him. Crowley looks very serpentine like this, a pile of himself coiled somewhere warm.

He clutches his tea with both hands, lifting it to his mouth for a sip before taking a deep breath.]

Read me to sleep? Doesn't matter what you're saying. Just like the sound of your voice.

[salutosinedelectat]

[ He likes those little details about him. How the demon gets comfortable, how he gets ready to rest. It's nice, seeing him relaxed.

The comment gets one of those smiles from the angel, the kind when he finds something he said is very, very sweet. If Crowley's lucky, most of those happen when they're in private, at least. ]

Oh, that can be arranged, my dear.

Didn't figure you for the bed time story type. [ Another sip. He figured he'd try for a twofer. ]

[agathokakological]

[Crowley chuckles into his tea, sipping again at it, though his eyes stay on Aziraphale, warm and fond.]

Ah, it's less the stories I'm after and more the company.

[Another sip, and a fond smile that matches the angels. His leg stretches forward and he nudges Aziraphale's leg with his foot.]

Well?

[salutosinedelectat]

[ He glances down at the demon’s leg over his tea, though he doesn’t even budge.]

Now, love, no need to act out. You know you can always count on my company. [ Mostly, anyway. Though sometimes he forgets time and may need to be retrieved...from the next room, or all the way from Soho.

He reaches a hand over to pet Crowley’s leg.]

Poetry or prose?

[agathokakological]

[Crowley would hardly call a little nudge 'acting out', but he's hardly offended. If anything, his expression is soft from the angel's reply. He does feel that he can count on Aziraphale for anything, even if it takes a bit of nudging now and then.]

Be careful, anything too romantic and I'll hardly want to sleep anymore.

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Just a little bit of nudging. Some reminders as well. Or straight up taking whatever work has stolen his attention right out of his hands and pulling him along for some much needed bonding time. It's fine. ]

I'll make sure to keep that in mind. [ Cheeky devil. ]

Go on, I'll be right there after I find something suitable.

[agathokakological]

Hm. Alright, then.

[Crowley takes a deep sip of his tea before pushing himself up to his feet. He leans forward and presses a kiss to Aziraphale's head, a hand carding across his curls quickly and then his touch tapering off as he moves past him.]

See you in bed, angel.

[Crowley is quick to change into his silk nightwear, his tea cup discarded on the nightstand.]

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Aziraphale smile brights over the gentle displays of affect before the demon walks off.

Right. Which book should be pick...




...it takes him far too long to make a choice. Which should be entirely expected, really, and he doesn't really notice how long it is. A good fifteen minutes, really, before he's finally walking in the room, small book in hand, stopping to remember to miracle himself some pajamas. Tartan, of course. ]

[agathokakological]

[Crowley had started to get impatient waiting for the angel. He had gotten the bed all arranged how they liked it, sat in it for a moment, got antsy, got up and used the loo, returned, and was finishing his tea before Aziraphale finally graced him with his presence.]

Did you forget about me?

[It's not said angrily, far from it, but Crowley can't help to tease.]

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Yes, the Principality Aziraphale has finally graced his poor, abandoned partner with his presence grace, arriving clad in comfy brown tartan pajamas, pointless little glasses, and a small poetry book. ]

Oh, dear, I would never. [ He returns the same teasing tone, gently brushing a hand on Crowley's shoulder as he goes around to the other side of the bed and climbs into it. ]

I'm sure I wasn't gone for that long. [ He shifts and settles back comfortably against the large soft pillows and the headboard, book resting on the covers over his lap. ]

[agathokakological]

Long enough. [He smiles faintly, climbing into bed beside him and scooting close. Crowley doesn't require nearly as many pillows to be comfortable. In fact, he would rather not use any, and rest his head on the angel instead.]

What did you settle on? [Crowley did say it didn't matter, but he's still curious to know. He pulls the blankets high over him, quickly curling up around the angel's side, a leg latching around one of Aziraphale's and his arm draping over his midsection.]

[salutosinedelectat]

[ The angel is well prepared to accommodate his demon, lifting his arm until Crowley is well set and comfortable, then wrapping it around him to hold him nice and snug. ]

Shakespearean sonnets. I figured well known classics would be a good choice for bed time.

[agathokakological]

Mm [He nuzzles into Aziraphale's chest, taking a long deep breath.]

Probably so. [Now that he's settled comfortably on his angel, however, Crowley is quite tired. He's not sure how quickly he'll doze off, but it's very likely that he doesn't make it through one of them.]

[salutosinedelectat]

[ He brings his hand up to gently stroke Crowley's hair, further cementing the demon's future defeat against sleep. ]

Do you have any favorites?

[agathokakological]

[Crowley doesn't want to think, especially not with that hand in his hair, feeling so lovely and soothing.]

Mn, whatever you like best.

[salutosinedelectat]

[ The angel hums quietly, flipping through the booklet with one hand, continuing to stroke through Crowley's hair with the other. He doesn't expect the demon to stay awake for very long, truly, as he rarely does when this scenario is involved, but that's fine. It works for the both of them. ]

Ah, I do quite enjoy this one.

[ He holds the book up in his hand.

Ahem. ]

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

[agathokakological]

[The demon's eyes flutter closed rather quickly, and Crowley finds himself squeezing quite close to the angel, his breath slowing. The low baritone of Aziraphale's voice is enough to lull him away to sleep, and in record time. A soft snore escapes his lips as he dreams.]

[salutosinedelectat]

[ Aziraphale sees the sonnet to its end, gentle theatrics in his voice, even past begin well aware that the demon isn't listening anymore, perhaps never did. That's fine.

When he's done, he glances down at Crowley, and smiles ever so fondly. The booklet is set down, and Aziraphale leans down to press a soft kiss on his head. A kiss that may or may not contain a delicate blessing of restful sleep and sweet dreams within it. ]

Good night, my dear.

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