True Love?

Day 6! I'm at the point that I don't know what I'm writing, what I'm translating and what I'm a grammar checking. But I'm triying to finish it, It's a personal challenge... For my creativity.

I hope you all like this one! I love writing about mommy— I mean, Nanny Crowley~

Disclaimer: Good Omens is owned by Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett and Amazon Prime.

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To Crowley's joy, Warlock was visiting.

To Aziraphale's concern, Warlock was visiting.

It was sudden.

Crowley and Aziraphale, with 5 years of having stopped Armageddon, lived together and shared their love with books and plants respectively and vice versa. Crowley fulfilled all the whims his angel had. Aziraphale stopped Crowley for any nonsense and kept the house in order. It was a quiet, sweet life. After so many years with missions, fights and limitations, they finally deserved some peace.

Then, they received that call.

- Nanny. I will arrive tomorrow in London. Would you pick me up from the airport? -

The world went upside down. They ran from side to side, hiding any sign of eternity and divinity from their home and made a couple of stories to avoid any questions the teenager might have.

The excuse was his 16th birthday, within a week. He asked so much to spend it on a trip, that his parents ended up accepting, but on the condition that it was where they knew his Nanny lived.

In these years, they had met only a couple of times, when, to get out of the routine, the demon visited him in his American mansion. Warlock didn't care about Nanny's changes as long as he could keep calling him that. Crowley was proud that his little hellish baby had chosen the right side of fashion and now dressed in elegant dark colors.

They both got along so well, just like when they lived under the same huge roof.

But this would be the first time that he interfered with his personal life. When he was his Nanny, he avoided the subject. If Warlock asked something personal, he reminded him that she was only an employee, and that he should not be interested in any employee. The little one used to be happy with that, but he doubted that it was the same with the teenager. More now that he would come to his house.

Warlock enjoyed the trip on the Bentley, a vehicle that went totally with Nanny. Upon arriving home, he explored without much fuss the house, taking the occasional photo of the rare and kind of grotesque relics that the demon kept, and uploaded it to Instagram.

The problems began when Aziraphale left the kitchen to " meet " Dowling. The boy stayed completely still and watched the blond from head to toe. It was not the best sign. Aziraphale became completely anxious about this. It did not help to improve things either.

Because they still had to wait for Warlock's birthday, and none of them wanted to be so uncomfortable, they made an itinerary to hang out.

The second day, they decided to go to a Museum. After a little discussion, Warlock and the redhead won to go to the Museum of Medical Abnormalities, because it was a temporary exhibit. Aziraphale went all the way covering his mouth with a handkerchief, occasionally covering his eyes and moving faster. Crowley pretended he didn't notice his little boy's amused smile.