4 years later
Peter pov:
His eyes opened blearily to the incessant sound of his alarm, his husband was still sound asleep beside him. He decided to let him catch up on a little rest as he swung his feet off the bed to freshen up. He walked out of his bedroom simultaneously tying his even longer hair into a messy ponytail to the bedroom at the very end of their hallway.
He opened the door a creak and saw a sight which made his heart melt, his babies. Amillie and Aria Osborn. His twin baby girls. They looked almost identical both having his reddish brown hair and their fathers startling green eyes. But their faces did have a couple distinguishable features.
Amillie, the first born by exactly 10 minutes had a stronger jawline and and always insisted her long hair be braided. She hated it in her face but refused to get it cut short. Aria had a softer more reserved personality, the little omega found it quite hard to open up to people easily. The little girl was also obsessed with tutus, he was secretly glad one of his children had picked an interest in ballet just like him.
He stood their admiring their sleeping forms on each of thr bunk beds. They looked so different from the hellions that flung their dinner away the night before. He sighed, smiling softly to himself as he gently walked out deciding to grant them a little extra sleep.
He walked downstairs and started making some eggs and toast laying down 4 plates on their kitchen island. As soon as he finished setting up the rest of his little family walked down the stairs. Aria was hanging of off Harry’s back, his husband’s head thrown back in loud booming laughter as he swung his other daughter like a monkey.
He smiled at his family and called out with a small laugh, “okay that’s enough! Let’s eat up so daddy’s not late to work.” Harry put both girls on separate chairs despite their adamant protests stating, “what mama says goes, cause if it doesn’t………” Peter smacked him on his arm before he could finish which Harry just laughed off giving him a hug.
Peter shrugged him off and started scooping eggs on all of their plates. After breakfast he and Harry picked up one kid each and lugged them all the way upstairs aria giggling at her sisters obvious hatred to what was coming next bath time.
After the usual disaster of getting their eldest cleaned up and ready for daycare while their youngest laughed adding salt to her sisters wounds Peter finally managed as Harry left mid way to get himself ready (that ass).
Now with everyone ready for the drive Peter loaded up the kids in their car seats in Harry’s car. Harry dropped the girls off at daycare so Peter could get ready and clean up a bit after breakfast, they both had divided the chores depending on what was most convenient. Harry usually took laundry and cooking on weekends.
Peter could afford to go in a little later as his first lectures were usually at mid morning or afternoon. So, he hurriedly put shoes on aria who was being difficult about it today by promising her gummy bears for snack time (yes they bribe their children. Is it the best? No. Will they stop? Probably not). The girls both gave him huge hugs goodbye and extracted loads of kisses from him in return. “Hey! What about me?” Harry crowed with a fake hurt expression. Peter rolled his eyes as he pecked him on the lips.
He smiled as he watched his family drive away waving to him as they passed. Life was going good.