Willow

3

Dinner consisted of pasta. It was one of Willow's favourite foods, so Autumn knew cooking it would be a guaranteed way to get the little one to eat, and eat she does. By the time her plate was empty, there wasn't a part of Willow's body that wasn't covered in the orange sauce.

It was definitely a cute sight to behold, and both mothers share a look between them as they pack the dishes into the dishwasher.

"Bath time?" Autumn asks as she closes the door with her hip, wiping off her hands on an clean dish towel.

Natasha nods as she eyes Willow. She was suckling on her fingers, and when she catches the red head staring, she grins happily and holds out her arms.

Natasha internally winces as she prepares herself to get covered in pasta sauce too. It was a good job she was hopping onto the bath with Willow.

"Alright my sweet, messy girl. How about we get you into into the tub mhh?" She scoops Willow up into her arms and bounces her slightly, placing one of her arms beneath her padded behind whilst the other tugs down the dress that ridden up above her waist.

Willow grins as she clings to her shirt, effectively staining it just like Natasha had suspected. She then points to Autumn who was wiping off the sides.

"Yeah, mommy's coming too." Natasha reassures, watching as her wife rinses off the dishcloth, hangs it over the faucet to dry before drying off her hands and making her way over to them.

Together, they make their way up to the bathroom, and whilst Natasha starts the water and plugs the drain, Autumn begins the messy task of undressing their little pasta monster. "How on earth did you get it up your nose?" She teases as she tugs off her dress and playfully tickles the girls bare sides.

Willow giggles as she squirms happily, and Autumn presses a kiss to her forehead before ridding the little one of her diaper and scooping her up into her arms.

Natasha was in the midst of stripping off now too, clad in only a bra and jeans. "I didn't fill it up too much," she tells Autumn as she turns to face her and reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. "I didn't want to risk accidentally getting her cast wet if she gets to splash happy."

Autumn nods as she briefly eyes her wife's bare chest. Once she realises what she was doing, she silently scolds herself and looks away. Now was not the time to ogle. Not with the little one in the room.

Natasha seems oblivious to her staring as she steps inside the tub and sits down, looking up at them both and holding out her arms. Autumn situates Willow so she was more or less bridal style in her arms before slowing lowering her down into Natasha's arms, keeping an arm beneath her casted leg and placing it down onto the side of the tub where a towel, folded in half, was placed.

"Good?" She questions her wife, earning an easy nod in response. Willow's back was nestled against her front, and the little one was giggling happily as she splashes the water with her good leg. Her arms were tightly clutching Natasha's own that had taken their rightful place against her tummy.

"Is that good?" Natasha coos as she brushes back the blonde hair from Willow's face. The girl tilts her head back at the question, the side of her face resting against the red heads shoulder. There was a happy grin on her face, and Natasha couldn't resist the urge to lean down and press a kiss to her cute button nose.

"I think she likes it." Natasha laughs as she brings her attention to Autumn, the woman in question kneeling beside them with the wash cloth and body wash in her grasp. She was staring at Willow with a look of pure love on her face, and Natasha knew exactly how she was feeling.

The little one had barely been with them two days, and she was already couldn't imagine life without her.

"I think so too," Autumn muses, "alright sunshine. Let's get you all clean." She coos. As she proceeds with getting the little one all clean, Natasha distracts her by playing with the bubbles. Autumn frowns a little as she watches. Out of all the things she'd picked up today, of course she'd forgotten bath toys.