Well, That Was A Thing (Good Omens One-Shots)

25; All I Could Ever Ask For

Context: Inspired by "OwlGams" 's AU over on Twitter and "Valerie_Sparkle" 's fan art of it.

Aziraphale takes a look at his life with his husband and their children and realizes he's never been happier. And he wants to make sure Crowley knows it.

Word Count: 2,200

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Aziraphale's POV:

Where are these three? They should be back by now. The angel wondered as he finished cooking dinner.

Crowley had taken Cherub and Jay to the park hours ago and had promised to be back by sunset. Naturally, Aziraphale was a bit worried by this. The blond walked over to the landline and just as he was going to start dialing the demon's cellphone, the Bentley pulled into the driveway.

He wasn't sure whether it was a coincidence or his worrying made them manifest in the cottage's front yard, but he was glad they were back either way. Peeking through the window, he can see Crowley with one child in each arm, making his way towards the front door.

Oh, seems like Jay has fallen asleep already. I hope they aren't too exhausted. I would hate for them to go to bed without eating...

The demon would never admit it, but he had taken to using some extra miracles to better his strength in order to keep doing this without having to work out. Aziraphale found it precious that he wanted to keep carrying his babies no matter how big they got, but was too stubborn and lazy to actually exercise.

Crowley snapped his fingers and the Bentley's headlights shut off once he made it to the door. Just as he was about to snap again, said door swung open and they were all received with a warm angelic smile.

"Did you have fun, my dears?" He asked softly, trying his best to not wake up Jay.

"Don't worry Dad, they're awake. They just pretend so Daddy carries them." Said Cherub smugly.

Aziraphale chuckled as grabbed Jay, who was still pretending, and the baby bag. "Is that so? What's your excuse then?" He asked his daughter with a smirk.

She shrugged and hugged Crowley's head. "He asked if I wanted to be carried."

Of course he did.

"Come now, dinner's ready."

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After they ate, cleaned everything and everyone changed into their pajamas, Aziraphale went into the attic. Christmas was nearing and he loved having the house decorated, as did the children. So, he decided to start looking for the decorations with time. It took a while, but he eventually managed to get all the things he needed and brought the boxes downstairs. Rather than starting on his own, he figured he'd go get Cherub and Jay to help him.

The angel went to their rooms but didn't find them. He also noted that the house was very quiet. Certainly an odd thing, since they were always so vocal when playing their games. But once Aziraphale entered his own bedroom, the lack of noise made perfect sense. He nearly squealed at the sight.

The television was on, showing a cartoon movie of some sort, but no one was watching it. Crowley was laying flat on his back in the middle of the bed, snoring softly, with one child safely under each arm. Cherub's position matched her father's to a tee, while Jay was curled up into a ball with their face buried into Crowley's torso. They all looked so cozy that Aziraphale considered leaving them all like that and sleeping on the couch. And just like that, he was reminded of a similar scene from a few years back.