Something tells me that there’s probably a lot of humans who’ve met Aziraphale and found him just a bit unlikeable
Like as friendly and open as he is, there’s something a bit off about him too, and he can be a bit of a bastard when customers don’t act exactly the way he wants them to
But the point is then imagining Crowley realising that there’s people in the world who don’t just fall,,,,, instantly in love with Aziraphale
And going on drunken rants about it and how he just can’t understand how anybody could feel anything less than adoration for his angel
Idk it’s just gay y'know?
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