#laughs weakly

“I absolve nothing.”

Her voice was quiet; shades of meaning were carried along the thread of thought she offered him alongside the words. Somewhere in the darkness, a thin shriek rose into the night as something small died in a predator’s claws.

“No, nor condemn it, neither.”

She would not look at him, knowing her eyes would tell as much as did her thought, or more. Starlight shone in the charcoal depths of her gaze as she watched the heavens reel in their stately dance; for a moment, or an eternity, she was as flame-eyed as any Calaquendë.

“To absolve, or to condemn, would be to place a judgment of value. Would be to find fault, or to lay blame, where neither exists.” She turned to him briefly and saw him looking back, eyes no less bright than the stars. “It is only that… for love merely to be, is surfeit enough for my heart… which is as true as yours, Fëanáro.”

And those words were as near a confession as she’d yet come to aloud, though they but thinly covered over a deep upwelling of something dark and sweet as honey, deep and endless as the night sky above them. Something which she knew he could feel in her.

“My people are different from yours in many respects, zirân.” It might mean one held close to one’s heart. It might mean beloved. “In this one, also: we know that love is sufficient unto love; and that it is a well continually refreshed. It cannot be poured out and emptied; sharing a cup with one does not mean another must go thirsty. A heart may love more than once, or more than one.”

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Fluff without Plot, Fluff, Idiots in Love Summary: