Prompt: Arizona freaking about wearing a dress to Bailey's wedding.
I love this idea. I think Arizona would absolutely have hesitations about this, and I hope we see them in tonight's episode. If we don't, here's my take. :)
"No. No way, Callie. You have to call her and tell her no. No." Arizona's head shook with such force that her blonde waves bounced, much to the pleasure of Sofia, who sat perched on her lap.
"But she wants us to be a part of this, just like she was a part of our wedding." Callie tried again, hoping Arizona's mind would be cast back to the great service that Bailey had paid them. She'd basically saved their wedding day. Asking two of her closest friends to simply be bridesmaids in return was not asking a lot.
The blonde sighed, trying to force the anger from her body as she idly played with their daughter's hair.
"I am not wearing a dress, Calliope." She spoke softly, her gaze firmly planted on Sofia.
The brunette didn't push again. She completely understood her wife's reservations, but to her, Arizona's insecurities were completely unfounded. Instead of trying to push her wife further, Callie got up, disappearing into Sofia's room.
Moments later, she reemerged holding two dresses. One was a vivid red with a plunging neck-line and finished half way down Callie's leg.
"This one would be mine…"
Arizona opened her mouth to interject, but Callie held a finger up, silently pleading the blonde to just give her a second. She instantly held up the second dress. This one was a deeper, darker red, with a gorgeous shoulder piece and a nipped in waist. This one reached the floor.
"No slits, on either side. Complete concealment." Callie smiled, anxiously eyeing her wife.
Her heart soared when she saw a slight smile dancing across the blonde's lips. Wrapping her arms tightly around Sofia, Arizona bit her lip.
"I'll try it."
A few hours later, with Sofia bathed and down for the night, Callie heard her wife call softly from their bedroom. The brunette pushed the door open, gasping at the sight of her wife. Arizona had donned her prosthetic again, and was wearing the dress that Callie had picked out for her. She'd thrown her hair up haphazardly, the odd tendril falling around her shoulders. She turned from the mirror, looking silently at her wife.
"Arizona…" Callie breathed, moving closer to the blonde.
A faint blush colored the blonde's cheeks.
"Do I look ok?"
A giggle bubbled from Callie's throat before she could stop it.
"Ok?! Baby, you look amazing."
Arizona frowned softly, her hands resting nervously at her sides.
"You're sure?"
Callie nodded, gently placing her hands on her wife's hips.
"I've never seen you look better."
The brunette smiled, excitement fizzing in her stomach as she saw dimples pop on her wife's cheeks. Taking those cheeks in her hands, Callie pressed her lips to Arizona's. The blonde reciprocated, wrapping her arms around Callie's neck as they rested their foreheads together.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For not giving up on me."