About a Girl

chapter fifty two

October 14, 1993

"Say 'hiiii'!" Lily cooed, holding up Maisie's tiny fist and waving it at Kurt, Krist, and Dave who were rehearsing for their upcoming tour. Kurt smiled over at them as he sang his heart out, strumming along with Pat – NIRVANA's new rhythm guitarist – and evidently having a great time.

They were in California, and Lily and Kurt had been having a great time spending almost every second they weren't at the studio, rehearsing, hanging out at Malibu Beach with Maisie Bean. At this time of year in Seattle, the sky was almost permanently clouded with fat gray clouds full of rain and the air was already beginning to show the biting cold of winter. Although both Lily and Kurt adored rain and loved spending the autumn days curled up inside with music, books, and plenty of blankets and hot tea, it was a welcome change of pace to be able to enjoy the warmth of California sun.

Tonight had been one such night, and as the little family relaxed on the sand, watching the sun go down behind the horizon – Lily leaning into Kurt with Maisie asleep on her chest – Kurt was almost considering moving back to Los Angeles. But then he remembered how fucking annoying it was to live in Hollywood, down the street from fake, bitch-ass actors and the members of those god-awful glam metal bands he hated so much. Some people loved LA and all the lights and glamour of the Sunset Strip. Kurt Cobain was not one of those people. And luckily for him, neither was Lily Stevens. She loved baking in the sun and floating mindlessly in the ocean for about 5-7 days at a time, but the chilled forests and gray-blue skies of Washington would always be her home.

Once the sun had set and it had started to really get dark, Kurt and Lily and Maisie made their way back to the hotel. Kurt tucked Maisie Bean into her little travel bed, singing to her softly and stroking her sleeping face lovingly, and Lily slid into the fancy bathtub, sighing as the hot water soothed her sore body. As much as she loved every second of motherhood, it was definitely taking a toll on her body. For one thing, she had only been losing weight since Maisie was born, constantly forgetting meals and pouring all her energy (and apparently body fat) into feeding and taking care of her daughter. For another thing, breastfeeding had turned her comfortable-sized breasts into a fucking pain in the ass. Well really, a pain in the back. In spite of it all, Lily wouldn't change anything. She was completely in love with her daughter and had decided almost as soon as she got pregnant that any amount of pain or discomfort – no matter how terrible – was more than worth it for her baby girl.

After a few minutes of relaxing into the sweet-smelling heat of the bubble bath, Lily started to feel like she was being watched.... "Kurt, I know you're there," she laughed.

Kurt smiled shyly, standing in the doorway of the bathroom and taking in Lily's body floating beneath the bubbles in the water. He made his way over to her and kissed her head gently, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. "Hi, baby," he said softly.

"Hi there," she giggled, turning to face him and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Wanna join me?"

Kurt nodded, smiling happily. He discarded his clothes and got into the bath with her, sitting behind Lily and pulling her against him, wrapping his arms around her. Lily relaxed against his chest, leaning her head onto his shoulder and letting her eyes flutter closed. She could feel her breathing slow down as she melted into his touch. They had both been so busy lately with the new album and the tour and the baby that there had been a lot less time for them to just enjoy being together, in each other's presence.

"This is really nice," Lily breathed, her fingers tracing over Kurt's arms wrapped around her.

Kurt smiled. "Yeah, I think so too," he said.

"Why don't we go on vacation all the time?" Lily sighed.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Kurt laughed, looking at her incredulously. "I had to beg you to go to Florida. And it's not like we really have 'jobs', you know. We're not working 9-5."