Isn't She Lovely
You didn't think you could fall in love this fast.
You've had a feeling for months now that you would end up liking her (really, really liking her), but you never knew you could love someone so completely that the word 'love' just isn't enough to describe it.
She fits so perfectly against you, it seems this spot in your chest has always been carved out especially just for her and you had no idea until she is in your arms pressed against it, staring up at you (because she is so, so tiny. How is it possible for someone to be this small and perfect and gorgeous?) with these huge blue eyes, and you know you are going to spend the rest of your life trying to be good enough for her.
You can't take your eyes away from her, trying to memorize every little curl in her dark hair and how her lips are perfectly pouty and that her lashes are so impossibly long against her pink cheeks.
You are trying to concentrate on her, but you can hear Schmidt going on about something ridiculous or stupid (probably both), so you look up annoyed and wishing he would leave (wishing almost everyone in this room would leave) and use your most menacing voice.
"Schmidt, stop being an asshole or you're leaving!"
"Nicolas there are innocent ears in this room" he responds, crossing his arms and his whole body is just trying to give you that 'I am so much better than you' vibe and you would punch him in the face if she wasn't in your arms right now.
Jess giggles, her head resting against your shoulder (looking so unbelievably beautiful with her messy hair, flushed skin, and tired but glowing eyes). Her fingers are stroking your daughter's cheek while she sleeps in your arms.
(Your daughter. You can't believe it, because everyone knows you don't deserve Jess much less this perfect little person you helped make, who is so perfect and warm and beautiful that you are never letting her go.)
CeCe is rolling her eyes at Schmidt's stupidity, telling him to stop being a five-year-old, that he wouldn't have been allowed in the room while Jess was giving birth no matter how much he claims to understand the 'best birthing technics'.
The door to the room opens and Winston comes in, trying to shove all seventeen pink balloons and a teddy bear half his size into the room, yelling so loudly that he wants to see his brand new niece that your daughter wakes up and lets out the cutest cry you've ever heard (if crying can be cute that is).
Jess reaches for your daughter, settling her into the curve of her arm and making little shushing noises in a way that instantly calms your tiny child down (she is already a perfect mother, you know you are going to spend the rest of your life playing catch up to be half of the amazing parent she is going to be).
There is chaos everywhere the hospital room (because Schmidt and Winston are having a fight with who will hold your daughter first, and CeCe is rolling her eyes because obviously it will be her), but you only have eyes for your two beautiful girls.
You lean over so you can whisper against Jess's ear.
"Thank you"
This is my first 'New Girl' fanfic, hopefully I was able to keep everyone in character.
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