Good Omens One shots.

(10) 2000 word special!

{okay technically it's 2540 words but- point still stands. I had an idea for a narrator monologue thing. And when I wrote it The only context I could think of ended up being this really ambitious idea. So I decided that if I was gonna do it. Might as well make it my tenth part! Makes it more special don't ya think? Anyways I hope you enjoy!!}

"We have to do this again Crowley!" Aziraphale says as he got out of the Bentley.

"Well, if you insist." Crowley jokes stepping out as well. "And too think it took me so long to convince you to come with me!" He grins.

"Oh shush and come inside. I'll put on some tea!" He says going inside the bookshop.
Crowley of course followed, as love struck as ever.
He had Aziraphale had just gotten back from a road trip through Italy.
And it went better then either of them could have imagined.
One would be sad such a nice thing was over.
But not Crowley, he had already moved on and was more looking forward to having tea with Aziraphale.
And who wouldn't look forward to that?

In the kitchen Aziraphale was buzzing about. He had put the kettle on before choosing some cups, and some tea. By the time the water boiled Aziraphale was humming to himself, which he continued as he poured their cups.

Of course Crowley sat in his usual spot just watching him. The smallest of smiles could be seen on his face. This was perfect. Well.. almost perfect.

"Here you are Crowley" Azirafel says setting the cups down before sitting down as well.

"Thank you Angel." Crowley says not hesitating to take a sip, while Aziraphale had to blow on it a moment before taking a tiny sip.

"So, we should start planning our next trip."

"Oh? And where would you like to go?" Crowley asks.

"France would be a lovely time! Oh and Greece!" Aziraphle says excitedly.

"True, very true." Crowley says sipping his tea.

"Oh maybe we could go on an island get away sometime Crowley, somewhere with a nice beach!wouldn't that be fun?"

"Beaches- too many people." He grumbled.

"Well we could always get one of those privet ones." Aziraphale says. "Then it would be just the two of us and the ocean."

Crowley blushed despite himself. "That sounds nice.."

"Doesn't it!" Aziraphale says cheerfully.

"You know.. maybe we could take that trip to Alpha Centuri." Crowley pointed out not to subtly.

"That's true isn't it." Aziraphale slowly set down his cup. "That actually reminds me of something."

"What is it?"

"Why did you want me to come with you? Before.. y'know." Aziraphale asks, speaking every word as if it was the most delicate thing imaginable.

Crowley didn't know what to say. He downed the rest of his tea. "I thought I was rather obvious Aziraphale.."

"What do you mean obvious?" Aziraphale asks. "I couldn't say yes even if I wanted too. I couldn't just abandon earth. Even If i could i didn't understand why."