Your hands flutter around anxiously as you look around your dining room. The table was set with plates and silverware, and you had just finished making dinner. However, you were still freaking out.
Tonight was the night that your girlfriend would finally meet your daughter. You and Ashley had been dating for a little over a year, and after postponing it several times, you finally decided it was time for her to meet Anastasia.
You were nervous and excited at the same time, not knowing how your daughter would react, seeing as she was only two. Stasi was the light of your life, and you didnt want her to get to attached to Ashley only for the two of you to break up, resulting in both you and your babygirl getting hurt.
You sigh, running your fingers through your y/h/c hair. "Ana? Baby, are you ready sweetheart?" You call and smile when you hear tiny footsteps coming your way.
"Im ready mommy!" You smile at your little girl, picking her up. She looked exactly like you, y/e/c eyes, y/h/c hair, she was basically a mini you.
"Do I look pretty mommy?" She asks and you look down, seeing the outfit your daughter had picked out herself. She was wearing a white dress with plaid sleeves and skirt, with a bow and a teddy bear along with red shoes.
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"You look beautiful princess" You tell her, kissing her forehead making her giggle. You freeze when you hear the doorbell, taking a deep breath before going to open the door, Anastasia still sitting comfily on your right hip.
You clear your throat, looking into your babies eyes. "You ready?" You whisper, wanting to double check. She nods her head excitedly and you smile happily, before opening the door, revealing your girlfriend.
"Hey baby!" she gives you a quick hug, kissing your forehead before looking at Stasi, "And you must be the little cutie pie your mom talks about so much!" Your daughter giggles, nodding before hiding her face in your neck shyly. Ashley and you both laugh.
"Well, its very nice to meet you Anastasia!"
"Can you say, 'its very nice to meet you too?'" you whisper into her ear making her look up, "Nice to meet you too" she says quietly making Ashleys heart melt at how cute she was.
"Mommy, can I go play with my barbies?" she asks and you nod, setting her down and watching her run upstairs to play.
"She looks just like you" Ashley whispers, and when you look back at her you can already see the love and happiness in her hazel eyes.
"She's great isn't she?"
Ashley nods. "Shes perfect" she tells you, wrapping her arms around your waist and leaning in for a kiss. "I love you" you mumble and she grins.
"I love you too babygirl, whats for dinner?" "Pasta, I dont know how to make anything else" Ashley laughs, shaking her head. "Oh god, how have you survived living alone?" she asks making you hit her shoulder playfully.
"Take out, duh" Ashley rolls her eyes. "Poor Stasi, I'll have to make her a homemade meal, show her what real food tastes like." You knew she was just teasing you, but the thought of Ashley making dinner in your house with you and your daughter, like a real family almost made your heart burst with happiness.
"I think she would love that" You tell her truthfully, running your fingers through her short hair, making her hum in content.
"C'mon, you must be starving" Ashley nods, "I am" You grab her hand, guiding her into the dining room whilst calling Anastasia down.
"Here, i'll be right back, have a seat" you tell the brunette, quickly running upstairs to grab your daughter. When you reached her room, you smile at the sight in front of you.
Ana had her dolls out, and she was playing house with two mommie and a daughter. You bit your lip, grinning happily at the sight in front of you.
However, you must have taken to long, making Ashley worry. She walked upstairs, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Y/n?" she whispers and you shush her, motioning for her to come closer. She does as told, wrapping her arms around your torso from behind, resting her head on your shoulder. "Whats happening?" "She's playing house, with two moms, its really cute" you whisper back and Ashley has to bite her lip to suppress her smile.
She loves you and Stasi to the moon and back, and the fact that she approves of her- so much so that she was imagining her her being her mom- made her so fucking happy.
She kisses your shoulder gently, grateful to have found such wonderful girls to hopefully spend the rest of her life with.
