Ineffable reunion

In what way?

Crowley was shocked, his eyes darting across the room and his jaw slightly open as thoughts raced through his head. Surely he doesn't mean romantically.... Right? "I uhm- in... in what way?" Crowley was ashamed of the mess he was acting. "May I show you?" Aziraphale was looking deep into his golden eyes, he wasn't thinking about what he was saying or doing, all he could think about was the beautiful creature in front of him, and how bad he wanted to kiss him. Crowley was taken aback, his eyes settling onto the enchanting blue of the angel's. "Yes."

Without a second thought, Aziraphale moved the hand that had been resting on the demon's shoulder to instead cradle his cheek. He moved closer, his wounds burning. He closed his eyes, ignoring the pain, it didn't matter right now. Crowley felt Aziraphale's soft lips press gently against his, and he reciprocated. This was nothing like the first kiss. This was gentle, passionate, endearing. He closed his eyes, moving his free hand to the angel's knee. They pulled away, slowly and reluctantly, and locked eyes. Crowley's vision blurring as tears glossed over his eyes. ".. me too." He smiled.

Crowley stood up, "I'll get you some coco, yeah?" He smiled. Aziraphale nodding. "Ah." Crowley turned around. "What's wrong?"
"I see you've found the sweats I bought you?" Aziraphale chuckled a little. "Oh- yeah I had taken a shower and needed some clothes so I- wait... you bought them for me?" He blushed, he wasn't surprised that the angel would do such a thing, but he was still honored to be thought of by him. "Yes, I do hope they are comfy?"
"How did you know my size?"
"I pay attention."
"When would you ever have learned that information?!"
"I don't remember to be exact, sometime around 1941 I believe. Don't play dumb. You know my size too, no?" The angel smirked, knowing he had defeated Crowley. "Yeah whatever. I guess it's not like I never bought you any clothes." He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and repressing a smile. "You've never given me any..."
"I know, but they are still there, in my closet, waiting for you." Aziraphale blushed at this thought. "Oh."
"In 6,000 years, I've never seen you wear something comfortable. So I bought you comfortable clothes." The demon was trying hard to keep his eyes off of the shirtless angel in front of him. "I'm going to go make some coco." He turned around and sped over to the kitchen. My Satan. Did that happen? We... kissed? Like actually kissed?! And the for the first time ever, I've seen him shirtless. He's so cute, and hot and- UGH. The demon slammed his hands on the counter.