“Thank you, my dear!” Aziraphale sighed as he set the stack of books down next to the other stack. He leaned in and kissed his helper's cheek as a sign of gratitude — only to gasp as he saw the little freckle that formed. Had that been him? He cupped their cheeks and pressed another kiss. Then another. Marveling at each little freckle that appeared.

He hadn't realized this ability before. Well, that wasn't much of a surprise; he didn't often go around kissing people. But oh! how exciting was this!