Hosie~ One Shots

Lullaby

The soft glow of the nursery lamp cast a warm, golden hue across the room. Josie sat on a large blanket spread out on the floor, her twin daughters Andrea and Elizabeth lying beside each other in their cozy pajamas. The girls, just a few months old, stared up at Josie with bright, adoring eyes, their tiny hands occasionally reaching out into the air.

Josie smiled, feeling her heart swell with a love so deep it took her breath away. She leaned over her girls, gently brushing a curl from one of their foreheads before humming a soothing melody. As her hums filled the room, she began to softly sing the lullaby she'd been humming for weeks, her voice tender and full of warmth:

"You are my world, my darlings
What a wonderful world I see
You are the song I'm singing
You're my beautiful melody."

The twins, their little bodies snug in their pajamas, gurgled softly, their eyes heavy with sleep. As Josie sang, they reached their tiny hands toward her, as if reaching for the love that radiated from their mother's voice. Slowly, their eyelids fluttered closed, the rhythm of their breathing deepening as they drifted off to sleep.

Josie's voice faded into a whisper as she gazed down at her daughters, peaceful and serene. A soft sigh escaped her lips, a mixture of exhaustion and overwhelming joy. She gently tucked the blanket around the twins, ensuring they were warm and comfortable.

A quiet creak came from the nursery door, and Josie glanced up, her heart skipping a beat. Hope stood there, leaning casually against the doorframe, her eyes filled with love and admiration. She had returned from visiting her family, her arms now empty of the clothes and toys they had gifted for the twins, but her heart clearly full as she watched her wife tenderly care for their daughters.

Hope smiled, her gaze never leaving Josie's. She walked over and, without a word, lowered herself to the floor next to her wife. Together, they watched their sleeping daughters, their tiny chests rising and falling in sync.

"They're perfect," Hope whispered, her voice soft.

Josie nodded, her eyes still fixed on their children. "They are," she whispered back, her voice full of emotion.

Hope leaned over and kissed Josie's cheek, resting her forehead against her wife's for a moment before looking back at their twins. "You're incredible, you know that?" she said, her voice barely audible.

Josie smiled, a blush rising to her cheeks. "We're doing this together," she replied softly.

After a few moments of quiet, Hope and Josie carefully lifted their girls, cradling them gently as they carried them over to their cribs. They laid them down, kissed each tiny forehead, and stood together, watching their daughters sleep for a long moment, the peaceful silence of the nursery enveloping them.

Hand in hand, they finally turned and made their way back to their bedroom. The house was quiet, but their hearts were full, knowing their little family was complete and filled with love.

Hope and Josie moved down the hall, their hands still linked. The soft thrum of the quiet house wrapped around them like a warm blanket, the sense of peace and fulfillment following them into their bedroom.

Josie settled down on the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands as she let out a soft sigh of contentment. "I can't believe how much love I feel for them," she murmured, her eyes drifting to the doorway as if she could still see the twins sleeping soundly. "It's like my heart keeps expanding, and just when I think it can't hold any more, it finds room."

Hope walked over to her, sitting down beside her wife and nudging her gently with her shoulder. "I know exactly what you mean." Her voice was quiet, filled with awe. She reached up, brushing a stray lock of hair from Josie's face, tucking it behind her ear. "Every time I look at them, I feel like I'm seeing the best parts of both of us. They're so little, but they've already brought so much joy."

Josie turned her head, her gaze meeting Hope's. Her eyes sparkled, tired but full of love. "And you're so good with them, Hope. Seeing you with them... it's everything. They're going to grow up with so much love because of you."

Hope's breath caught in her throat. She hadn't always been sure that she'd make a good mom, worried about the weight of her family legacy, the supernatural elements of her life, and the constant battles she'd faced. But in moments like this, with Josie beside her and their daughters safe in the other room, it all felt right. Like she was exactly where she was meant to be.

"I'm only good because I have you," Hope replied softly, leaning in to press a lingering kiss to Josie's lips. When she pulled back, she rested her forehead against Josie's, closing her eyes for a moment. "You make everything feel possible."

I love you," Hope said softly, brushing a strand of Josie's hair behind her ear.

"I love you too," Josie replied, her heart full as she gazed at her wife

They sat there, quiet for a while, soaking in the peacefulness of the moment, the bond they shared as partners and now as parents. Josie shifted slightly, her hand tracing small circles on Hope's back. "Did your family love the girls' new clothes? I bet they went a little overboard."

Hope chuckled softly, pulling back and giving Josie an affectionate grin. "A little? You should've seen them. I'm pretty sure we won't have to buy any clothes for the next two years. They were so excited; everyone was fighting over which outfit was the cutest. And don't even get me started on the toys."

Josie smiled, picturing the excitement. "I can't wait to see them dressed in all the new stuff. We'll have a little fashion show."

Hope laughed, the sound light and carefree, and Josie leaned into her, resting her head on Hope's shoulder. For a long moment, they sat there in comfortable silence, each reflecting on how far they had come together. From high school sweethearts, navigating the complicated world of the supernatural, to this — a quiet life filled with love and family.

After a while, Josie let out a content sigh, her eyelids drooping slightly. "We should probably get some sleep while the girls are down," she murmured, though she made no move to get up, too comfortable in Hope's arms.

Hope nodded, but she didn't move either. Instead, she shifted them so they could lie down together, pulling the blanket over them as they settled into the bed. Josie curled up against her, their legs tangling together as Hope wrapped an arm around her waist.

"I wouldn't trade this for anything," Hope whispered into the quiet, her voice filled with all the love she had for her little family.

Josie smiled, her eyes closed, and she nestled deeper into Hope's embrace. "Me neither," she whispered back, her voice soft and drowsy. "This is everything."

As the night deepened, the soft sounds of their daughters' breathing drifted through the house, the two tiny lives that had forever changed their world. And in the warmth of their bed, Hope and Josie held each other close, knowing that whatever the future brought, they would face it together. Their love, and the love they had for their daughters, would carry them through anything.