C Angel Wings

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Cael preened as he accepted the Charper PD sweatshirt from Marshall, it was a little big on him so he had to roll the sleeves up a bit, but it smelled like Marshall and he liked it. The man hadn't been wrong when he'd teased Cael about taking most of Marshall's clothes-- especially when it came to shirts or sweaters. By the time they were fully dressed and ready to go out into the chilly weather they both looked like off duty cops, though that was only true for one of them. Pulling up the sleeve of the jacket and sweatshirt underneath, Cael reached out to take Marshall's hand in his. "I suppose I can share your attention with the rest of the world today," Cael joked with a laugh as they headed out the door, waiting for Marshall to lock it behind them. "Where to first, my dear?"