quinntana imagines

josey

The three women stands next to the crib, staring down lovingly at their son.

"He's so tiny." Quinn mumbles and Y/n wraps her arms around her waist.

"And so perfect." Santana mumbles, picking up her son and giving him a kiss.

"I can't believe we have a kid." Y/n mumbles and Santana kisses her wife's forehead.

"I'm so proud of us. He is perfect."

And their son was. He looked exactly like Santana, a perfect tiny little human. Their tiny little human. Their greatest accomplishment.

Quinn takes their son and Santana grabs Y/n's hand, leading her downstairs to start dinner.

"I'm so tired." The Latina mumbles and Y/n kisses her cheek, wrapping her arms around her wife from behind.

"Go take a nap. Quinn and I will be fine okay baby?"

Santana nods, turning around and placing a gentle kiss on Y/n's lips. "I love you so much babydoll."

Y/n smiles at her tired, cuddly wife "I love you too."

Santana didn't even bother heading to their bed, instead she takes a nap on their couch and that's where Quinn finds her. She manages to balance the kid and cover her wife with a blanket, gently kissing her forehead before she enters the kitchen to join Y/n.

Josey falls asleep on Quinn's shoulder and Y/n giggles at their son. "He is definitely a mini Lopez." the blonde nods in agreement before going upstairs to lay their son down.

The three women could not have been more content.