Grab your favorite fluffy blanket, play your favorite Christmas playlist and get ready because it is Christmas Eve at the Olsens and you are all invited!
The two laughed until their sides hurt. After the movie was done Jo sat up "Meet me in the living room in ten minutes." Jo kissed a confused Lizzies cheek and left.
"Oh, babies. what are we going to do with that Mama of yours?" Lizzie sighed rubbing her belly. Normally they would throw a huge Christmas Eve party in LA that'll their friends and co-workers would attend but this Christmas Eve was different. Lizzies Mom was getting settled in the apartment above the garage and Lizzie was exhausted and just wanted to lay in bed but her wife's enthusiasm made her willing to get up. How could she ever say no to those baby blues and pink bottom lip? Lizzie was pulled out absentminded belly rubbing when she heard her wife skip into the master a Yoda Santa hat on her ears.
Lizzie laughed at her wife's antics. Jo walked over to the side of the bed bending her head so forward to bow at Lizzie that the puffball on the end of her Santa hat hit her face. Lizzie was laughing to the point of almost peeing. "Mah lady?" Jo smiled
Lizzie smiled so big her face hurt as she took her wife's hand. Jo led them into the living room where the Christmas tree was on, the lights were low, the fire was crackling and little Red was laying near the fire in a little elf costume, "Oh honey what did you do to the dog?" Lizzie laughed
"Shh, she's fine." Lizzie looked around the living room in wonder. Jo took her hand spinning her into her arms placing her hand on Lizzie's hips Lizzie lazily draped her arms around Jo's neck "Whats all this?"
Jo looked around the room with wide eyes "What? All this"
"Uh-huh" Lizzie hummed with a big smile as her teeth bot her bottom lip
"I do believe its tradition for us to have a Christmas Eve dance, Mrs. Olsen,"
"Oh, I believe it is," Lizzzie nodded pretending she had forgotten before she smiled "Do you happen to remember our song, Mrs. Olsen?"
Jo smiled clicking the remote as Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas played through the stereo. Lizzie put her head on Jo's shoulder as they started to sway around the room. Lizzie let out a gasp when her wife's voice started to play from the speakers instead of Michael Bublé or Frank Sinatra. Jo laughed at her wife's surprised face as she kissed her forehead "Merry Christmas my loves."
Lizzie kissed her wife's lips moving her hands to cover the sides of Jpps face "Merry Christmas baby."
The two swayed well into the evening content in one another arms knowing this time next year they could have two little ones clinging to them.
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Oh, this is gonna be a gas!
FanfictionJosephine is a photographer with Marvel studios. She has been working with them since the first Iron Man movie when she was just an intern at 18 years old. She is now one of the top photographers working closely with the cast. While working on Age o...