“..delicious..
I'll check if a hotel or café nearby has them.”
reaching for her phone, yawning as she does; finally grabbing it and squinting at the sudden brightness. opening up a delivery app to search.
“Anything savory?”
josie hummed with a small nod, “mmm, that sounds so good..” she mumbled, kissing monique’s shoulder again
“kinda want some crepes… banana and chocolate chip…”
the hug gets tighter before it pulls away; Monique's hands find Josephine's shoulders instead, holding them ever so carefully
ㅤ“. .something happened to one of your grandparents, didn't it?”
she keeps her voice soft, and steady when asking, though she already knows the answer.
A soft laugh, stretching a little as the video comes to it's end.
“What would you like for lunch? The company pays so no need to say 'packed sallad and a smoothie', we can go somewhere before we head to the training facilities.”
“Figure skaters..” The coach agrees, on both fronts. Her body could not do that either, due to multiple factors in fact.
They are hard to take your eyes off of.
“Between you and the WAGs that love me you'd be unstoppable in kicking their asses, trust me.”
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"my type expands over both." she chuckled quietly. "figure skaters," she slow blinked, holding a hand over her heart. "i saw this one and she looked so majestic, it was incredible. my body couldn't do that." she joked quietly.
she nodded, listening to monique. +
nods to the acknowledgement of love.
Their little girl will be so so loved. . .in every which way from so many people, and most of all from them. With each fiber they will love this little girl, their little girl.
“. . .so loved..”
It has been months now, but it still feels surreal to think, to remember, she is with Josephine and that this soft bundle of a child will be her daughter too.
the whisper makes her spine tingle, and her eyes fill with tears.
hugging her love just a bit tighter, Monique
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josephine happily hugged her back, swaying softly. “our little girl.” she whispered to her, resting her chin on monique’s shoulder.
“god.. she’s going to be so loved.” she muttered softly.
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With the confirmation from Josie she springs up, holding her cheeks before fully embracing her, swaying a bit from side to side.
“It's a little girl..!”
A giggle, and then soft happy laughter.
“A daughter..!”
Monique takes a moment that feels like ages but is actually seconds, after pushing and pulling it off, to open her eyes, but once she does. .
A wide smile grows onto her face, and careful enough to not break the glass its dropped down.
“. .it's purple.
it's a little girl?”
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josie readies her cup, obviously wanting to be a part of her finding out even if She knew. “okay 1.. 2.. 3..” she pushes her cup down at the same time as monique, smiling widely.
her eyes only glance at the cup to make sure she’s positioned right before she’s looking +
over at her girlfriend again. she wants to see her reaction.
she lets her pull her glass away first, the white frosting now mixed with some purple crumbs from the actual cake. it’s a girl !
Monique would nod at the instructions, taking one of the wine glasses and moving closer to the cake.
“Purple girl, green boy. .okay, makes sense.”
ㅤ She'll forever feel a bit blegh about their old boss for doing that meeting, and making it non-cancelable, at the last
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josie smiled lovingly at her, placing the cake between them with her legs crossed. “it’s a bit cliche but you just push the cup into the cake and like… pull it out,” she uses her cup to mimic the movement.
“i did it a bit different though, purple girl, green is boy.”