Bored on a Sunday night, Crowley picked up the
book that Ryuuji had given him for Valentine's Day and flipped through it.
#13. he read, Turn the ordinary into the special. You can turn everyday events into "little celebrations" - opportunities to express your love for your partner. We're not talking passion here, but affection. [We'll get to passion elsewhere...] A tiny bit of forethought can turn the ordinary into the special. Eat dinner by candlelight. Tie a ribbon around a cup of bedtime tea. Turn his birthday into a birthday month. Leave a greeting card on his car seat when he's about to run errands for you.
Crowley snorted. Yeah, if he'd tied a ribbon around Aziraphale's teacup, the angel would just think he'd gone crazy.
#23. Make a toast to one another every time you hold a wine glass. Make eye contact. Take turns making the toast. Whisper it.
He didn't think he'd be able to come up with approximately 30,000 toasts a century. He turned the page.
#31. Go for a walk. Directions: Find the nearest beach, forest or park. Instructions: Stand side-by-side. Hold hands. Walk. Talk.
Done that. Except for the holding hands part.
#32. Get up with the sun. Make love. Go to work.
He turned the page quickly, cheeks slightly pink.
#45. Test your agility - make love in the bathtub. If your tub is simply too small, spread towels on the floor and improvise.
Even as he scoffed, his eyes were drawn to his bathroom door.
#59. Drip honey on various parts of your lover's body. Lick it off. (Wine and cordials work nicely, too.)
Crowley laughed loudly. The whole idea was too absurd to even be processed. He read the quote interspersed with the suggestions on the page.
I'll be damned if I'll love just to love - there's got to be more to it than that!
"You tell them, Bogie," said Crowley out loud as he flipped to the next chapter.
#71. Snuggle up to a roaring fire in the fireplace - in the middle of August.
He started laughing trying to imagine that scene.
#78. Play strip chess.
This only made him laugh harder.
#88. When's the last time you sat on his lap and "made-out"?
By now he was laughing so hard he could hardly hold the book, but it was the last one that undid him completely.
#101. If your lover's not shy, you might want to try nude sunbathing.
Crowley slid bonelessly off his couch, laughing so loudly it could probably be heard down the hallway. His stomach ached and he couldn't breathe and yet every time he thought of a certain pale and chubby someone sunbathing in the nude, he went into fresh paroxysms of mirth.*
(All these suggestions are real and found in a book called 1001 Ways to be Romantic by Gregory J.P. Godek. I found it on my dad's bookshelf, which is ever so slightly disturbing.)
((OOC: Anyone who wants to hear him and stop by is welcome.))