"Any 4s?"

"Go fish."

A good old fashioned game of cards. No miracles, no cheating, no shifting reality, just the two of them, a deck of cards, the rain outside, and instructions from a book Aziraphale had found downstairs. Crowley had gotten his angel a fuzzy pair of pyjamas and just wearing them had Aziraphale doing the happy wiggles all evening, while Crowley was satisfied with a simple t-shirt and jeans.

Crowley sighed and grabbed a slice of pizza from the box next to him, looking at Aziraphale expectantly. Aziraphale caught his glance and grabbed his own slice, nibbling quietly. They'd been doing this all afternoon, and Crowley was happy he'd finally gotten the angel to have an actual meal today.

"What other games are in that book?" He asked. Aziraphale shrugged, wiping his hands clean before checking the table of contents.

"Many things indeed. Take a look?" He thrust the book at Crowley, who skimmed the pages.

"Ugh. Boring," he said, getting up to throw away the empty pizza box.

"Boring?"

"Yep," Crowley said, popping the "p". "Did I ever show you video games?"

"I don't believe so. Why?"

"There's this one I think you would like. I'll bring it tomorrow if you want."

"Alright, but you have to show me how to play it."

"Deal. Now then, let's play...truth or dare!"

"Truth or dare? I don't-"

"Aziraphale. Angel. Principality. Please. Do not sit here. And tell me. You've never heard. Of truth or dare."

Aziraphale blushed. Crowley sighed.

"Dear, you are horribly uneducated. Let me explain. We each take turns asking each other Truth or Dare. If you pick Truth, you have to answer a question. If you pick Dare, you have to do something. If you refuse to do one thing you have to do the other. Sound easy enough?"

"Yes, dear," Aziraphale laughed.

"Alright then. You go first."

"Alright. Er...Truth or Dare?"

"Dare."

"Oh. I dare you to...take off your sunglasses."

"That all? Alright." Crowley set his sunglasses down on the table in front of him. "Truth or Dare, angel?"

"Hm...Truth."

"Alright. Be honest. Did you like the pizza we had tonight?"

"Hmm...well, it was nice, but I don't think that pineapple agreed with me very well. I'm not sold on the idea of hot fruit, I'm afraid."

"That's fair. Thank you for trying it, though."

"You're welcome! Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

"What game are you bringing me tomorrow?"

"It's called Animal Crossing. You have your own little town and house and you can pick fruit, work in a coffee shop, visit an island, and there's all these other villagers you can make friends with. It's a very relaxing game, and I've heard it's good for, er...people having a rough time."

"Sounds adorable! I'll take Dare next if you don't mind."

"Good! I dare you to wear my glasses."

Aziraphale obliged, looking more than a bit ridiculous. "I think they look better on you, dear. Truth or Dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to...hmm. Er..."

"Come on, angel, out with it.'

"I dare you to kiss my cheek."

"That all? My pleasure." Crowley leaned across the table and chastely kissed Aziraphale on the cheek. "Truth or Dare?" He whispered into the angel's ear, making a shiver run down his spine.

"Crowley!" Aziraphale jumped. "Fine, Dare."

"I dare you to kiss MY cheek."

Aziraphale grumbled and blushed a bit, but obliged. "Truth or Dare?" He asked after sitting back down.

"Dare."

"I dare you to play the rest of the game with your wings out. I don't think I've seen them since Tadfield."

"Alright." Crowley grinned, pulling off his Velvet Underground t-shirt and letting his wings out.

"Y-You didn't have to do that," Aziraphale protested, blushing and looking away.

"Do you want me to stop?" Crowley asked sincerely.

"...no..." Aziraphale admitted. Crowley laughed.

"Alright then. Truth or Dare?"

"...Truth?"

"Hmm...Got to think about this one," Crowley said melodramatically.

"Do you like looking at me like this, angel?"

Aziraphale covered his face with his hands. "Yes," he mumbled.

"Can't hear you!" Crowley joked, ready to back off if he was really upsetting his angel.

"Yes!" Aziraphale shouted. "I think you're very handsome."

"Awww, see? Easy. I'll take Truth next, go on."

"Do you...that is, am I..."

"I'll save you the effort, Aziraphale. I think you're very handsome as well. Not to mention cute!" Crowley grinned.

Before the angel could melt, Crowley moved on with the game. "Truth or Dare?"

"I'm scared to pick. Dare?"

"I dare you to play with your wings out, like me. You don't have to take your shirt off if you don't want to, but I certainly wouldn't mind if you did."

"I think I'll keep it on if that's alright." Aziraphale sighed and settled back, flexing his back so his wings would come out.

Nothing happened.

"Azira-"

"Hold on, I'm trying!"

No matter what he did, nothing seemed to work. It was like they weren't there at all.

"Aziraphale?"

"I can't find them, Crowley."

"Let me try, angel." Crowley tried to reach into the celestial plane to pull out Aziraphale's wings for him, but he felt nothing.

"Crowley?" Aziraphale's voice cracked. He looked terrified, and felt more so when Crowley looked at him with the exact same expression.

"Oh, Aziraphale..."

The man started to cry.

"Angel, it's going to be alright..."

"I don't think you can call me that anymore, Crowley..."

The two of them embraced, Crowley wrapping his wings around his partner, both of them now crying.

"Why?" Aziraphale whispered. "Why me? Why now? Why didn't I just Fall?"

"I don't know," Crowley replied. "But I promise I'll do what I can to find out."

"What am I going to do?" Aziraphale sobbed. "Am I going to...to die?"

"Not while I'm here, Aziraphale."

They stayed like that for a bit, not wanting to let each other go. Eventually Crowley sniffled and sat up.

"Let's go to bed," he suggested. "We can figure things out in the morning. Alright?"

Aziraphale nodded. He let Crowley help him walk to the bedroom and together they fell into a fitful sleep.