(Human AU: English Teacher Aziraphale and Psychology Teacher Crowley)
Crowley grinned as he parked the Bentley outside the home he shared with his husband. Turning off the radio and silencing Freddy Mercury's crooning about wanting someone to love, he grabbed his bag heavy with the first paper of the year, and headed inside, looking around for his husband. "Zira?"
"Evening, Darling," Aziraphale hummed from the kitchen, washing the dishes. "Can I help you?"
Crowley set his bag down, approaching the white-haired man and wrapping his arms around Aziraphale from behind. "Mm, how about a kiss?"
"Mm...a kiss sounds lovely," Aziraphale purred and kissed Crowley sweetly. "How was your day?"
"About the same," Crowley hummed, resting his chin on the other's shoulder after the kiss had broken. "Kids trying to make excuses as to why they didn't have their paper."
"Yeah...I know that's how it is," Aziraphale chuckled and snuggled back into Crowley.
"And you?" Crowley asked, silently delighting in the softness of the other's form.
"Wonderful. I'm fairly tired," Aziraphale yawned.
"Class give you a hard time?"
"Not at all. Wonderful. Incredibly sweet."
Crowley chuckled. "You say that about all your classes."
"I do...but they are incredibly sweet!" Aziraphale laughed.
"Alright, alright!"
Aziraphale smiled and nodded.
Crowley nuzzled against Aziraphale's neck. "And sorry I had to stay so late today."
Aziraphale laughed. "No worries, darling."
"It means I have less time to cuddle you before bed."
Aziraphale smiled and kissed Crowley's cheek. "Don't worry about that. Dinner is in the fridge. I'm going to bathe."
"Sure you don't want some company?" Crowley purred, his amber eyes gazing at the other with a smirk on his lips.
"No. Eat your food," Aziraphale chuckled and kissed Crowley gently.
"Mm, alright. Suppose I'll have to save my favorite for a weekend treat." Crowley gave the other a kiss as well, playful and teasing.
"Indeed," Aziraphale chuckled, slipping out of Crowley's arms before heading to their bathroom.
Crowley took a seat at the table, eating dinner before taking a few minutes to water his plants.
Aziraphale curled up in the bath and let himself relax, the hot water soothing his muscles.
Crowley could be heard talking to his plants in their small back garden.
Aziraphale listened, smiling with a fond look on his face.
The way Crowley talked to his plants had changed since they'd started dating. It started out angry and scolding, focused on punishment but, as their relationship wore on, it became gentler. There was still some scolding but focused more on rewards than punishment.
Aziraphale chuckled and enjoyed listening to the other, closing his eyes after a moment.
Crowley entered the house a few minutes later, going upstairs to also get ready for bed.
Aziraphale had just gotten out of the bath, sighing softly.
"Feeling relaxed, Zira?" Crowley asked.
