"Can you...can I have anything to myself?" Santana asks Kai with a soft sigh. Lying on the couch, Santana sat Kai on her stomach whilst trying to eat her spoonful of peanut butter, but has been failing miserably because Kai keeps grabbing her spoon.
"Let's make a deal? You let me eat in peace and I'll give you some boob milk. Deal?" Santana stares at the small hazel eyes, before her as she tries to pry the tiny fingers away from the end of her spoon. Kai stares blankly at her mother, before she begins bouncing up and down on her stomach.
"You couldn't have just said no?" Santana grunts, grabbing Kai's hip to hold her still. Kai's hand finally retracts from Santana's spoon and she watches as the hand instantly finds its way into Kai's mouth.
"You just ate like eight minutes ago. Do you get full?" Kai brings her fingers out of her mouth, tasting the unfamiliar food while examining her hand.
"Do you ever get tired of your questions going unanswered?" Quinn asks as she emerges from their bedroom.
"She answers, I just don't understand it yet." Quinn shakes her head as she walks towards the end of the couch where Santana's head is resting. Leaning down and smiling, Quinn leans over Santana and grabs Kai's feet. In turn, Kai sends her mother a smile around the closed fist in her mouth as a line of drool falls from her mouth and begins to pool on Santana's shirt.
"Do you answer your mami? Or is she just crazy?" Quinn coos to Kai, who begins to babble around her fingers. Santana can't actually see anything going on because Quinn's breasts are against her face, but she also isn't complaining.
"If I'm crazy, so are you since you ask her questions too." Santana's words are slightly muffled, but Quinn understood her.
Quinn grabs her daughter as she stands upright. Having some freedom, Santana sits up slightly as she happily brings the spoon to her lips. Walking near the couch, Quinn sits between Santana's legs, pushing them apart with her body so that she can fit. Before Santana can say anything, she notices a cold spot on her stomach. Grimacing around her spoon, Santana rolls her shirt up so that the wet spot is no longer against her skin.
"Why are babies like small gross leaky faucets? There's never a shortage of drool." Santana rolls her eyes as Quinn's laughter fills the air.
"At least she's cute." Quinn says, softly running her fingers through Kai's dark curls.
"You're cute too." Santana says as she moves one leg from the couch. Quinn smiles at her.
"Am I?" She responds with a smirk tugging at her lips.
"Very. So cute I could just eat you out." Quinn's head turns towards her smirking girlfriend.
"You mean, up?" Santana slowly shakes her head.
"Nope." Quinn chuckles as Kai reaches out with her wet hand and grabs her cheek, causing Santana to laugh.
"That's not funny." Quinn says calmly as she moves Kai's hand and wipes her cheek. Looking at the residual drool on her palm, Quinn swipes her hand along Santana's leg behind her.
"Don't you think I get drooled on enough?"
"Not really." Quinn smirks as Santana rolls her eyes.
"Speaking of drool, I'm guessing the other one fell asleep." Quinn nods as she plays with Kai.
When Quinn decided to date Santana, she knew she'd be stepping in as another parent to Benji. It hasn't really been an issue in the last 3 months, but it did open Quinn's eyes to how tiresome having two infants could really be and for that, she commends Santana. Literally, no day has passed without Santana seeing either of her children. No matter how tired, cranky or hungry she is, there's always a baby not too far from her, if not both.
Seeing Santana as a mother has only made Quinn fall harder for the woman and she didn't think that was possible. While Santana does complain...a lot, she gets the job done and is insanely attentive to her children and Quinn alike...and Quinn isn't the only one to notice this.
"Yeah, I tried to keep him awake, but..." Quinn shrugs lightly.
"Dude was cranky anyway, he needed a nap." Santana responds before returning to her peanut butter.
"I'll be really happy when he starts crawling." Santana continues.
"They're only 6 months, it's pretty early to be worried about that."
"Oh, I'm not worried. I just want to race them." Quinn squints her eyes as her head tilts slightly.
"You want to what?" Santana glances at her.
"Race them. Kai will have an advantage because she started crawling first, but you can't count out the underdog." Santana smirks.
"Santana...I will be a single mother if I catch you racing them like dogs." Quinn says sternly.
"It's not like they're going to get hurt! If anything, it'll provide me with entertainment and them, some exercise. It's a win-win!"
"If you're willing to die, go right ahead." Quinn responds then kisses Kai's head as she cradles her in her arms. Santana rolls her eyes as she finishes her peanut butter.
"And I thought Rachel was dramatic."
"She is and she's also non violent...but I'm not." Santana chuckles as she sits her spoon on the coffee table then moves as close to Quinn as she can, hooking her leg around her. Santana watches her daughter yawn as she wraps her arms around Quinn and rests her head on her shoulder.
"Cuddling me won't save you." Santana lets out a soft laugh.
"I can't just want to hold you?"
"No." Quinn deadpans and Santana rolls her eyes.
"Anyway...did I ever thank you?" Quinn's eyebrows knit at the question.
"Thank me for what?"
"Bringing her into the world for me. Thank you." Slowly, a smile spreads across Quinn's face.
"You're welcome." Quinn responds softly as Santana kisses her cheek.
"You ever think about how you're going to explain to them how they're only 3 days apart?" Quinn asks as she feeds Kai a spoonful of peas.
"No, but I'll tell the truth. I was a hoe." Santana says from her seat next to Benji's high chair. Quinn chuckles as she prepares Kai's next bite while Santana looks at Benji curiously.
"What?" Quinn asks.
"He won't open his mouth. He's the greediest baby I've ever seen and now he doesn't want to eat?" Santana stands from her chair and grabs Benji just as he begins to cry.
Santana presses his body against hers and begins to gently rock him to soothe him but it doesn't seem to be working. Quinn watches with concern, hearing his cries intensify as she sits Kai's food down.
"Try to give him some milk." Suggests as she gets out of her seat and grabs the bottle to hand to Santana. Giving Santana the item, Quinn touches the bottom of Benji's foot.
"He's warm." Santana curses under her breath as Benji moves his mouth away from the bottle.
"There's a thermometer around here somewhere." Santana says as she continues to try to calm her son. Quinn nods, grabbing Kai as she walks to her daughter's bedroom. Soon, Quinn finds Santana in their bedroom, Benji lying on the bed still crying, but not as hard as he was before. Santana is standing near him scrolling on her phone.
"Do you know how to take a baby's temperature? Because I sure as hell don't." Santana asks, having spotted Quinn in her peripheral vision.
"Armpit or rectum." Santana's eyebrows knit.
"Rectum?" Quinn nods.
"What perverted fuck figured that out?"
"It's apparently one of the most accurate readings." Santana shakes her head as she takes the thermometer from Quinn.
"Armpit it is." Santana then puts the digital thermometer under Benji's arm and waits. When it doesn't beep, she pulls it out to see an error message so she tries again. Error. Santana switches arms. Error.
"Fuck!" She exclaims frustratedly, her eyes tight and worried.
"Just turn him over San." Quinn says.
"Let's just go to the hospital."
"Santana it's not that hard, just do it." Quinn says with a soft sigh.
"I don't know what I'm doing! What if I go too far or not far enough? What if he poops on me?" Santana frantically exclaims. Quinn can't help the small chuckle that escapes her.
"Pull it together San. You didn't read all those baby books for nothing. Just calm down."
"You want me to calm down while my son is screaming his head off? Yeah, okay I'll get right on that." Quinn rolls her eyes at Santana's annoyed tone as she leaves the room.
"Where are you going?!" Santana yells but she gets no response.
A few minutes later, Quinn comes back into the room holding a towel in one hand, Kai in the other arm and a phone sandwiched between her shoulder and ear. Santana watches her curiously until she holds Kai out towards her. Silently taking the baby, Santana watches as Quinn picks Benji up and places the towel in his mouth, almost instantly ceasing his tears.
"Thanks T, talk to you later." Quinn says as she ends the call and pockets her phone.
"How did you do that?"
"I stayed calm and called Tina...our nurse friend. She said he's probably teething and it looks like she was right. The ice cube in the towel should work for a little bit." Santana sighs in relief as she nods her head.
"What about his fever though?" She asks.
"We still need to get his temperature, but don't worry about it. Go finish feeding Kai. I got it from here."
Nodding Santana leaves the room to let Quinn tend to Benji.
Once everything is said and done, Quinn and Benji enter the kitchen as Santana is finishing feeding Kai.
"Aw mijo, did your evil step mom hurt you?" Santana says frowning slightly as she stands and gathers him in her arms. Quinn rolls her eyes as she sits in Santana's previous seat.
"He's fine, he didn't even cry. Though you look like you're about to." Santana rolls her eyes as she sits in the empty chair near Benji's high chair.
"He has a mild fever. It should be monitored, but that just comes along with teething sometimes." Quinn says and Santana nods.
"Thanks. I know I kinda freaked out."
"Kinda?" Quinn smirks as Santana rolls her eyes. "You don't have to thank me. I just hope that when she starts teething, you don't have a panic attack" Quinn jokes.
"Honestly, go to hell Q." Quinn chuckles as she leans over and kisses Santana's cheek.
"Only if you come with me." Santana rolls her eyes at her girlfriend, but is actually really happy to know she's always beside her.
AN: Hope everyone enjoyed that. Stay safe and I'll see you soon.