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🗣 Requested Quote: "I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was... not love at first sight exactly, but- familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it's you. It's going to be you."
👩 Fem!Reader
⚠️ Warnings / Misc. -- Fluff, Slight Angst, Happy Ending
A/N: Hi friends! Here's another post for you; I hope you enjoy. Comments and votes are always appreciated ❤
PS ~ Your child is female in this
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● Dear lord... 🛐🤰
● Let's get started
● First off: milf
● Second off: you'd either come home to find her, your child, and your 5 cats passed out, or chaotically playing with one another
WHEN YOU'RE NEW PARENTS:
● If you give birth, she's literally the most supportive wife ever
● Getting you any and everything you need, no matter the time of day or night
》》"Lis?" You ask into the darkness, voice coming out rough as it slips past your sleepy lips. Her soft snoring is cut off in an instant as she wakes up, ready to help.
》》"I'm here, my love." She yawns, quickly stretching before reaching forward to take your hand into her own.
》》"Can you get me some ice chips?" You wince, hating to make her trek all the way down the hall when she was comfortable and sleeping so well.
》》"On it, baby." She stands and brushes her lips against your forehead, reassuring you that she doesn't mind the task.
》》"Thank you; I love you," you call after her as she walks towards the door. She turns to you just as she reaches it, pressing a kiss to her fingers before holding a finger heart up for you.
》》"I love you more."
》》---
》》"Here you go," she says, helping you sit up in the hospital bed. "I got you a little water with it, just like you like." She raises the cup for you, tilting it so that the cool liquid can slide towards your lips, soothing your dry mouth. The styrofoam squeaks lightly, momentarily accompanying the sound of the beeping monitor that's keeping track of your vitals.
》》You gently push the cup away after you're satisfied, wrapping your arms around her waist as she puts it on the bedside table. She cuddles you back, kissing the top of your head.
》》"Thanks again, babe. I don't know what I'd do without you." You mumble against her, still exhausted from all that you went through earlier today. She crouches down beside you, taking your hands within her own as she looks up into your eyes.
》》"You've made me the happiest woman in the world, Y/N/N; I have you and our cute little baby girl now. I think that's more than a fair trade for getting ice chips at 3 in the morning."
》》You laugh, leaning forward to rest your forehead against hers.
》》"We did pretty good, didn't we?" You ask after a moment, gazing over at the clear bin your daughter is laying in, resting peacefully.
》》"We sure did." Lisa says, feeling tears prick at her eyes. She raises a hand to your cheek, cupping the soft skin as she looks at you tenderly.
● If she gives birth, you'd do everything for her as well and take good care of her as she recovers
● She'd try to be a bit more independent, though, just because that's how she is
● She secretly loves when you surprise her with just what she wanted, but was too shy / stubborn to ask for
》》You come back into the bedroom with a pint of ice cream and two spoons in hand, clad in one of her oversized shirts.
》》"I got your favorite," you smile, saddling up next to her on the bed. She sits up with a shy grin, feeling beyond lucky to have someone like you.
》》"Thank you baby," she says, taking a scoop of the sweet treat as you stick it out to her. She sighs as the flavor coats her tongue, reminding her of all the reasons it's her favorite.
》》"You know," she starts after a minute, grabbing your attention mid-bite. "You taste even better than this."
》》She smirks as you nearly choke on the ice cream, coughing a bit as it trails an icy path down your throat.
》》"Yah, jagi! Are you trying to kill me?"
● She doesn't want to feel like a nuisance
● You reassure her that she isn't at all, and eventually she listens to you
● Lets you help her more and cater to her needs
● Repays you in the form of cuddles and millions of sweet kisses
● As soon as she can safely take care of herself, she's back to normal (aka, being a crackhead)
● If you adopt or have a donor, oh boy
● That child is spoiled the moment you lay eyes on it
● Raising her as your own
● You agree to tell her about her past when she's older, if she wants that
● Constant reassurance of your love for her
● Telling her how proud you are of her
● ---
● She'd be teaching your kid dance moves before she could even walk
》》"Lis, baby, she literally just bent her knee."
》》"I don't know what you're talking about. She was definitely practicing the move I taught her last night."
● Almost always making a mess when she feeds her (though that's not entirely Lisa's fault... babies are messy)
● Seriously, both of them completely covered in baby food and milk when you walk in
● Lisa asking if she can buy a hazmat suit for when it's her time on diaper duty
● Pouting when you say no
● She decides to wear goggles, gloves, and a face mask instead
● ---
● Singing softly to your daughter as she rocks her to sleep
● Sometimes falling asleep in your rocking chair with your baby in her arms
● And you find them and just 🥺
WHEN YOUR DAUGHTER IS A TODDLER & UP:
● Visiting Lisa's family and your own when you can
● Very wholesome memories being made with them
● Food fights
● She is 110% down to act silly and do anything your kid wants
》》You unlock the front door of your shared home, tiredly rubbing your neck after a long day of work. The sound of one of your daughter's favorite movies playing on the living room TV brings a smile to your face, and you quickly set your things on the kitchen table before joining them.
》》Upon stepping foot into the room, you comically narrow your eyes.
》》"What are you wearing?" You ask both of them as an amused smile grows on your lips.
》》Lisa turns to you now, appearing to have been so invested in the movie that she hadn't even heard you come home. You start to wonder if maybe she was the one who wanted to watch the movie all along.
》》A tin foil hat rests atop her head, matching the adorable, mini-sized version that your daughter is modeling. Lisa's grin widens cutely as she looks you up and down, happy to finally have you back home.
》》"Here mama, we made one for you, too!" Your daughter says excitedly, giggling as she hops up and runs towards you, cap in hand. You crouch down so she can put it on you, feeling your heart melt at the happy look in her eyes; she's proud of herself, and so are you.
》》"Thank you baby, it fits just right." You praise, lifting her into your arms as Lisa stands up and approaches you."We missed you, lovey." She presses her lips to yours, humming against them when you bring a hand to her hip to pull her even closer. You pull away before you can get too invested and scar your child for life, opting instead to cuddle into the cozy embrace that Lisa offers to the two of you.
》》The warm material of her sweater brushes against your skin as she brings her arms around both of you, protecting you from the slightly chilly air of the room.
》》"You know, I still have no idea what the hat's for..." you smirk, feeling your daughter raise her head from where it previously came to rest against your shoulder. She scoffs, sounding offended that you don't know the answer.
》》"It's to protect us from aliens. Duh," she rolls her eyes, making you and Lisa chuckle. Clearly Jennie has been giving her some sass lessons lately.
》》"My most sincere apologizes, princess," you bow your head in mock shame, doing your best to conceal your smile.
》》"Let's go sit back down. I wanna hold my girls," Lisa declares softly, kissing your temple as you go to agree.
》》The three of you make your way back to the couch, snuggling up close as Lisa presses play.
● Very affectionate
● Constantly squishing your cheeks and gushing about how cute you are (she does the same thing to your daughter too)
● Spoils her (and you) rotten
● Matching onesies
● Matching outfits, totally coordinated (usually Celine or some other designer brand)
● Pillow / blanket forts
》》"Queen Y/N, requesting entrance." You announce with a smile, hands full of snacks for the three of you as you sit back on your knees in waiting.
》》From inside, you hear Lisa say, "Your Highness, there's a guest at the door. Would you like to see her?"
》》Your daughter's faux royal voice almost makes you crack up. "Oh, alright. Open up." She commands, sounding British.
》》Lisa parts the front two blankets, doing her best to conceal her grin as she locks eyes with you.
》》"SNACKS!" Your daughter shrieks, completely breaking character.
》》"No no no! Wait--" She eagerly rushes over to you, knocking you over in the heat of the moment. Your mom skills kick in and allow you to angle the bowls correctly and keep most of the food in, though a few stray pieces of popcorn fall out and land in your hair.
》》"Oops... sorry mommy," your daughter says, snickering softly.
》》Lisa leans over you, peering down at where you now lay on your back. She smirks as she picks some of the popcorn out of your hair.
● If you're preparing a meal for the three of you, they'd turn on some music and come hang in the kitchen with you
● Dance battles everywhere
● Lisa doesn't always let your daughter win, either, and it makes your little girl all the more competitive
● Taking your daughter to street markets to introduce her to new foods and develop her palate
● Betting on what foods she'll like more
● Lisa getting sulky when she loses, and never shutting up about it when she wins
● PICTURES PICTURES PICTURES
● Lisa's always taking pictures of you all to add to your family photo book
● More like photo books
● Seriously so many pictures. She just can't get enough of how cute her little unit is
● Taking trips to local cat cafés to let the gang play
● Lisa convincing you to let her get another cat
》》"Pleaaaase?" She draws the word out, wrapping her arms around your waist. You glance over to where your daughter is surrounded by a sea of fluff balls, almost unable to be seen. She's laughing her head off, filling the room with her cute giggles as the kitties brush against her.
》》"Just one more. Last one." Lisa says, gathering your attention again.
》》"You said that last time," you quip.
》》"I mean it this time."
》》"I feel like that's a lie..."
》》"If you let me get this cat, there'll be a reward for you later." She husks the last part out, letting her fingers trail to the back of your neck to rest there. She leans forward to press a kiss to your cheek, then your jawline, smiling against your skin when she feels your heart beat a little faster.
》》"Fine, Lisa. But this is the last one," you point a finger at her, pushing her back slightly.
》》"Thank you, my love. You won't regret it." She smirks, head held high as she slaps your butt and goes to the crate to pick her cat of choice.
● Roadtrips
● Sightseeing and exploring
● Teaching your daughter how to take good pictures, too
● "My little prodigy" - Lisa (🥺🥲)
● You and your daughter go to Lisa's performances anytime you're able
● Cheering the girls on, fully decked out in BP merch
》》"BLACKPINK IS THE REVOLUTION!" Your daughter screams, bonking her light stick against her head wildly. From the vantage point of your front row seat, you lock eyes with Lisa before glancing down at the little human with an amused smile. Lisa laughs when she notices her, leaving only the backing track to play for a second. She giggles again and points to you before picking back up with the song, a wide smile on her lips.
》》The other members look down and laugh, too, clapping for her.
》》Your baby has too much energy for her own good -- something she definitely got from your wife.
● Visiting the girls often
● They always love to see both of you
● Jennie makes food for her and spoils her with lazy days, Jisoo teaches her how to play video games and be more of a crackhead, and Rosé teaches her to paint and sing (and also speak with an Australian accent)
》》"Nœř"
● They all have a secret handshake with her, different for each member
● Which you think is absolutely adorable
● They always take such good care of her
● Always showing up for her school recitals and performances
● When you pack your daughter's lunch, Lisa will usually sneak extra sweets into her bag, thinking you don't notice. You do, but you'd never tell her that. Seeing her think she's actually being sneaky is cute
Your Relationship With Lisa
● Playful banter
● She still makes time for you
● Likes to be connected in some way as often as possible. Holding hands or pinkies, back hugs, kisses, gentle caresses, cuddling, etc. -- anything she can do to constantly remind you of her love.
● You both always look forward to date nights
● You drop your daughter off so the girls can watch her, or you call a sitter
● Lisa takes you wherever you wanna go
● Some past places: the park (to stargaze), the roller rink, fancy restaurants, art museums / galleries, couples dance classes (when you want to practice a new style and have an excuse to dance the night away together), or even just the couch
● Sometimes both of you are too exhausted to go out, so you opt to stay in instead
● Other times she wants to get all fancied up and see how gorgeous you look in your outfit of choice
● She loves to show you off
》》"Damn, baby. How do you get hotter every time I see you?"
》》You look over at her with an incredulous expression, still clad in your oversized shirt with you hair pulled back.
》》"I haven't even gotten ready yet..."
》》"Still sexy," she coos, coming up behind you to give you a hug. You settle back into her arms, sighing softly when she trails soft kisses along your shoulder, towards your neck.
》》"I have to shower," you inform her, releasing the words gently. Part of you knows you'll be late for your reservation if you let her continue, but you can't find it in yourself to care. You've been aching for her touch lately, both of you caught up with the stressors of life. But she's here now, letting her hands roam to the places she knows they shouldn't be.
》》"Lis..."
》》"You know," she pecks the mark she just finished making on your neck, feeling satisfied as it darkens before her eyes, "I'm in need of a shower, too." Her fingertips flirt with the waistband of your panties, dipping underneath the material to caress your skin.
》》"Didn't you get in a couple hours ago?" You ask, furrowing your brows in genuine curiosity.
》》She laughs at that, letting her head fall against your shoulder as she stills her movements.
》》"Y/N, can't you just go along with it? Jeez, let me flirt with you."
》》Both of you chuckle together now, giggles mixing together as they fill the air of the room.
》》"Alright, alright. Go ahead."
》》"You look-- No, you know what? Let's just get in. I'll show you instead."
● One of the best showers of your life ;)
● You somehow managed to make it to your reservation on time
● Lisa had to help you walk, though
● Cause, ya know
● Wöbbĺý łəğ§
● Flirted like crazy at dinner
● But was also very romantic
》》As a plane blinks by in the distance, merely a speck on its journey across the dusky sky, Lisa ponders on what her life would've been like, had she not met you. That lonely looking plane symbolizes what she'd probably be doing right now: flying somewhere for tour or brand deals. Every flash of its lights is like a call out to the universe, searching for something it doesn't yet have. It reminds her of how she felt before she met you -- like something was missing.
》》"I love you, Y/N/N, so much," she says out of the blue, looking over to you. "I'm lucky to call you mine." She says sincerely, gazing into your eyes with a big smile. You turn her into a lovesick, giddy teenager just by being yourself. One look from you is capable of sending her falling all over again.
》》Her fingers intertwine with your own, hands resting on the table.
》》"I'm so proud of us. There's no one I'd rather grow old with." You bring her wrist to your lips, kissing it tenderly. Her heart melts at the action, and she cups your cheek in her palm.
● She takes you to the park after dinner, right back to the place you met
● It leads to a big sentimental talk about when you fell for one another and realized you were in love
》》You take a bite of the froyo you got as desert on the way here, looking over to her as she begins explaining.
》》"I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was... not love at first sight exactly, but- familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it's you. It's going to be you."
》》She looks so sweet after she says it that you almost melt right then and there. You put the container down on the bench beside you before turning back to her. Curiosity shines in her doe eyes as she waits on your answer.
》》"Oddly enough, it was the same for me," you start, feeling your cheeks tug up into a smile as the memories come flooding back. "As soon as I made you laugh that first time -- when I saw your face light up after I told that stupid joke -- I knew it was you. I never knew what I was missing until I met you."
》》She cups your cheek, rubbing the pad of her thumb across it as tears begin to well up in her eyes. Years ago, when both of you happened to be in this very spot at the same time, you had no idea what life had in store for you. She had no idea that when she accidently bumped into a complete stranger, that that person would become her world.
》》She wouldn't feel complete without you, and neither would you without her. The life you've created has taken sacrifices and courage, but you know you'll always have one another no matter what. She makes the hard days bearable, and the good days unforgettable. She's your reason, just as you're hers.
》》"I love you--"
》》"I love you--"
》》Both of you say the phrase at the same time, laughing when you realize it. It's a sweet moment, plucked straight out of a romcom.
》》She leans forward after a few seconds to kiss your lips, reclaiming them for her own.
● Holding hands as you walk through the city
● Not wanting the night to end
● You stop in a couple other thrift shops and take some pictures together before deciding to go home
● You catch up on some movies / Netflix / trashy TV that you've been wanting to watch together, finally having enough time to do so
● She holds you close, snuggling up against you and not letting you go
Fights
● Of course, they're inevitable
● Never fun
● You both communicate well, though, so they don't happen too often
● But when they do, they usually start over little things, your annoyance only heightened by the stress you're constantly under
● It's tough on Lisa, being an idol on top of everything else, and it's tough on you to have to raise your daughter alone sometimes
● You don't fight in front of her (your child), and you don't say things to attack each other's character. Sometimes you just get loud because you're frustrated and trying to get the other to understand things from your point of view
● You usually take time to cool down and then come back together later, once you've had time to think and reflect
》》After putting your daughter to bed, Lisa comes to your shared bedroom.
》》"Y/N/N, baby, I'm sorry. Please open up, I need to see you." She says quietly, resting her forehead against the door. She's beyond disappointed in herself, baffled by the fact she could treat you in such a way.
》》You look over to it, weighing your options as you toy with your wedding ring out of habit. This was a particularly nasty fight, and you hated every second of it; the anger in her eyes broke your heart.
》》She hears shuffling from inside, and she stands up straight. When you open the door and lean against it, eyes red and cheeks puffy from crying, her heart sinks. It's not surprising that her words hurt you so much, but knowing that she caused you pain in any way is almost too much to bear.
》》She purses her lips as she gathers her thoughts, and you momentarily look down to the floor, scuffing your foot to busy yourself.
》》"I never should've said any of that to you. Work has just been stressing me out lately with the comeback and all, and I took it out on you. I was wrong," she says, fresh tears spilling out of her eyes. She quickly wipes them away, not wanting the moment to be about her. She knows if she breaks down in front of you right now, you'll be forgiving her in an instant and wrapping her in the embrace that she's been in dire need of all evening.
》》That's exactly why she doesn't give in; now isn't the time to be selfish. She sniffles, willing the tears away as she finds the words she wants to say to you. She has to make things right.
》》"You're everything I've ever wanted, and I treated you like that? I'm ashamed of myself, Y/N. I'm not asking you to forget about this; I just want you to know how sorry I am."
》》You let a shaky breath out as you look into her eyes, deciding on what to do. You can tell she's being genuine; her fear of losing you is real, and she's doing everything she can to prove how guilty she feels.
》》You drop your hand from the knob and step through the threshold of the door, wrapping your arms around her neck. The second you do, her tears finally begin spilling out again. Your hair tickles her nose as she nuzzles her face into the crook of your neck, securing her arms around your waist like her life depends on it. You cry together, letting out all of your stress and frustrations while muttering out strained apologies and I love yous.
》》"I forgive you, Lisa." She sobs a bit harder at that, and you feel her lip tremble. You stay like that until you both calm down, your sniffles fading to hitched breaths every now and then.
》》"Come on, let's go take a bath."
● She decides to take over, wanting to make it up to you. She has you sit down and relax while she lights some candles and fills the tub with your favorite scents and oils
● She comes back out into the bedroom to get you as the tub fills up
● She carries you back to the bathroom, cradling you lovingly in her arms
● You get in and cuddle, massaging the pain and tension away from each others shoulders
● Very soft way to end such a stressful day
● She reassures you that she'll be better for you and that she never wants to lose you or jeopardize what you have
● You believe her, and to this day she's never been like that again
● You still argue from time to time, but you both listen more and stop things before they can escalate
When All Is Said & Done
● At the end of the day, Lisa always makes sure you know how happy you make her and how much she loves her life with the both of you
● Even though things get hard sometimes, you wouldn't want to do it with anyone else
● One day, when your daughter is away at school, Lisa and you are snuggled up on the couch, watching some TV
》》"Y/N/N?"
》》"Yes, my love?"
》》"Let's make another baby."