"Harry is ... I don't know him, he doesn't talk much in group." Remus found that Hartley spoke more and Harry seemed mostly checked out, making sarcastic remarks more than anything. He had a very tired energy that Remus understood well. "He's pants are always so tight... not that I'm looking! It's just -- I mean, well, I like to be comfortable when I'm sick..."
"No more tight than Crowley's." Felix pointed out and then wolf whistled at Crowley when he walked by again. "Harry is alright, I never knew him before, only now. He's-- well, yeah. You know. Me and Holden are going to visit so we can dive you two with us, if you fancy."
Remus nodded as he watched Aziraphale run his finger along his cross, eyes closed, saying a prayer. Huh. He never considered that a gay could be a Christian. So odd.
"Me and Crowley will give you baked goods to bring." Aziraphale assured them both, once he was done. "I'll make cookies!"
"You always like to be comfortable," Sirius said, teasing a little. He wasn't knocking it, even though he had tried to coax Remus into a more daring outfit once or twice. "He's got a very nice bum, my Remus." He still wanted people to know.
"Well, maybe he can take part in the next contest over at the bar, see how high he'd place." Holden was momentarily distracted by Crowley's pants now that Felix had pointed it out. It was difficult to ignore. "But, yes, you two should come with us. I'm sure Harry would rather it was young people than us."
Or maybe no one. Harry was moody these days, not that he could blame him. "I'm sure Hartley will appreciate the baked goods."
"Oh yeah." Sirius nodded, "I've seen him on a muffin high once. No drugs, just got giddy from eating too many muffins."
"Aww, that's cute. I get that, sometimes I get a chocolate high..."
"You kids are so cute." Felix remarked as he helped Aziraphale put his bunny back in it's transportation cage. "Honestly, in my day, we just did cocaine. Am I right, Aziraphale?"
At first Aziraphale laughed and then he thought about it and his eyes widened. "No! No, you are not right. I never once touched drugs. Never had to. I am high on life. It's a natural high and it's free for everyone."
"Your boyfriend is still hardcore, huh?" Felix teased Crowley, coming back over to Holden. "Just like mine."
"Oh, yeah. He's a tough bastard," Crowley claimed, while handing the bucket back over to Aziraphale. "Not a bad turn-out. You've charmed them." He smiled, loving in a way that was so obvious Sirius almost felt as if he should avert his eyes.
"I'm more hardcore than Aziraphale," Holden stated, not thinking that was saying much, "None of my boyfriends ever called me angel."
"I need a nickname for you, Remus," Sirius announced suddenly, as if he was realising just how vital that was, "What do you think it should be? Honey bear... Chocolate button?" He was considering his options here.
"Nah, I don't think we need a nickname." Cause they all sounded awful. "Though I do like chocolate buttons..."
"Oh yeah, a bad nickname can set you back. I've had some rough ones for Holden." Admittedly, one of them had been an accidental racial slur - he didn't realise some terms were racist to Irish people. And one time, he did try to call him a little leprechaun but that didn't go down well either.
"Angel is nice." Remus admitted, finding Crowley and Aziraphale very endearing. "It's a hard one to top."
"Oh, he is. You've no idea. He gets so fussy." Crowley was sure that Aziraphale wouldn't catch onto the innuendo there, at least not any time soon, so he just winked at Remus, from behind his glasses, and then looked around. "You are the new bookstore hire, aren't you? Is Holden treating you right for doing such a boring job?"
"He doesn't think it's boring," Sirius exclaimed, finding that odd as well, but having come around to it, "And he's brilliant at it! He can ring people up all by himself now." He was ready to brag with literally any little thing Remus achieved.
"Maybe he should teach Aziraphale. I don't think he knows how to sell a book." Crowley couldn't resist the tease.
"Aziraphale helped me a lot when I first set this place up. You should really go see his store some time, just don't buy anything." Holden would rather discuss that then revisit the nickname issue. Only so much eyerolling he could do.
"I love my job, it's really interesting. It's getting to be pretty easy going, now I get the register." Remus admitted, relived that it was starting to make sense and happy that, in general, they didn't exactly get loads of people. They got most their sales of community days and around pride. "... why can't I buy a book?"
"He can buy a book. Don't listen to them. Come and see for yourself. I will guide you where you need to go, there's plenty you can buy. Just -- not the first editions."
"You have prices on them though." Felix pointed out, amused.
"Shh." Aziraphale hushed. "You can buy whatever you like." He could never afford his precious, rare books so he had no worries there.
"Aziraphale doesn't like to part with books," Crowley explained, finally sitting down next to his lover and taking his hand in his without even thinking about it. They always held hands when they had the chance.
"It's a wicked looking store though," Sirius assured Remus, "All proper old and brilliant. Smells like the library back at my school and that was ancient too." He felt quite nostalgic over it himself. "It's a really classy place."
"Thanks," Holden said drily, "I like to believe we have some amount of class here as well." Kind of. He glanced at the wall, noticing a new scribble. "Huh. Apparently Colin has a big dick. How nice for him."
"It's a different vibe, that's what you want. I gear to collectors, you have a more -- down to earth vibe. And the property is well situated for the younger crowd. It's all part of the vision, I promise." Aziraphale assured Holden, having been the one to find him the property to begin with. Well, he couldn't very well risk his precious books by becoming an outwardly gay store, even if he didn't hide the pride flag stick in the corner of his door.
"It's cosy here. And everyone likes coming here, even when they don't like reading. It's safe here." Remus pointed out, knowing he felt that way too. "Holden and Felix, they're... they're nice."
He said it very sheepishly, not sure what else to say.
"Colin... I wonder which Colin." Felix mused, cocking his head to the side. "If it's Colin Johnson, strongly disagree."
"There's a lot of Colins, but I'm not sure I know the size of any of their equipment," Holden said honestly, before nodding at Aziraphale, "Don't worry, I was never looking for classy. I'm not classy myself. But Remus is right, it's about having a place they all like to go."
"Cheers to that," Sirius said, even if they all just had tea. Still, cheers. He drank some tea and then shrugged, "And you've gotten fewer bricks through the window so far this year!"
Sometimes it was the little things worth celebrating.
"To fewer bricks and big pricks," Crowley said cheerfully. They could all agree on that.
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"No more tight than Crowley's." Felix pointed out and then wolf whistled at Crowley when he walked by again. "Harry is alright, I never knew him before, only now. He's-- well, yeah. You know. Me and Holden are going to visit so we can dive you two with us, if you fancy."
Remus nodded as he watched Aziraphale run his finger along his cross, eyes closed, saying a prayer. Huh. He never considered that a gay could be a Christian. So odd.
"Me and Crowley will give you baked goods to bring." Aziraphale assured them both, once he was done. "I'll make cookies!"
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"Well, maybe he can take part in the next contest over at the bar, see how high he'd place." Holden was momentarily distracted by Crowley's pants now that Felix had pointed it out. It was difficult to ignore. "But, yes, you two should come with us. I'm sure Harry would rather it was young people than us."
Or maybe no one. Harry was moody these days, not that he could blame him. "I'm sure Hartley will appreciate the baked goods."
"Oh yeah." Sirius nodded, "I've seen him on a muffin high once. No drugs, just got giddy from eating too many muffins."
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"You kids are so cute." Felix remarked as he helped Aziraphale put his bunny back in it's transportation cage. "Honestly, in my day, we just did cocaine. Am I right, Aziraphale?"
At first Aziraphale laughed and then he thought about it and his eyes widened. "No! No, you are not right. I never once touched drugs. Never had to. I am high on life. It's a natural high and it's free for everyone."
"Your boyfriend is still hardcore, huh?" Felix teased Crowley, coming back over to Holden. "Just like mine."
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"I'm more hardcore than Aziraphale," Holden stated, not thinking that was saying much, "None of my boyfriends ever called me angel."
"I need a nickname for you, Remus," Sirius announced suddenly, as if he was realising just how vital that was, "What do you think it should be? Honey bear... Chocolate button?" He was considering his options here.
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"Oh yeah, a bad nickname can set you back. I've had some rough ones for Holden." Admittedly, one of them had been an accidental racial slur - he didn't realise some terms were racist to Irish people. And one time, he did try to call him a little leprechaun but that didn't go down well either.
"Angel is nice." Remus admitted, finding Crowley and Aziraphale very endearing. "It's a hard one to top."
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"He doesn't think it's boring," Sirius exclaimed, finding that odd as well, but having come around to it, "And he's brilliant at it! He can ring people up all by himself now." He was ready to brag with literally any little thing Remus achieved.
"Maybe he should teach Aziraphale. I don't think he knows how to sell a book." Crowley couldn't resist the tease.
"Aziraphale helped me a lot when I first set this place up. You should really go see his store some time, just don't buy anything." Holden would rather discuss that then revisit the nickname issue. Only so much eyerolling he could do.
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"He can buy a book. Don't listen to them. Come and see for yourself. I will guide you where you need to go, there's plenty you can buy. Just -- not the first editions."
"You have prices on them though." Felix pointed out, amused.
"Shh." Aziraphale hushed. "You can buy whatever you like." He could never afford his precious, rare books so he had no worries there.
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"It's a wicked looking store though," Sirius assured Remus, "All proper old and brilliant. Smells like the library back at my school and that was ancient too." He felt quite nostalgic over it himself. "It's a really classy place."
"Thanks," Holden said drily, "I like to believe we have some amount of class here as well." Kind of. He glanced at the wall, noticing a new scribble. "Huh. Apparently Colin has a big dick. How nice for him."
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"It's cosy here. And everyone likes coming here, even when they don't like reading. It's safe here." Remus pointed out, knowing he felt that way too. "Holden and Felix, they're... they're nice."
He said it very sheepishly, not sure what else to say.
"Colin... I wonder which Colin." Felix mused, cocking his head to the side. "If it's
Colin Johnson, strongly disagree."
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"Cheers to that," Sirius said, even if they all just had tea. Still, cheers. He drank some tea and then shrugged, "And you've gotten fewer bricks through the window so far this year!"
Sometimes it was the little things worth celebrating.
"To fewer bricks and big pricks," Crowley said cheerfully. They could all agree on that.