Pepe Farts

They had just finished eating dinner. Emily had insisted on cooking tonight. To which, of course, Ali was terrified. She loved her girlfriend, more than anything, but whenever Emily said that she wanted to make dinner, Ali had this vision of pots and pans on fire constantly running through her mind. She'd usually been able to talk Emily out of it and them go out instead, but tonight Emily was persistent and she wasn't going to give in.

Much to Alison's surprised, the house smelled amazing when she walked through the door that night. She could smell the food that Emily was cooking all throughout the house, her mouth watering the second she walked into the kitchen. They had a quiet, romantic dinner for two outside at their lawn table, gazing up at the stars while making conversation between them.

Once they were finished, Ali insisted on cleaning up the dishes. But of course, Emily was having none of it, "I cooked this amazing dinner for you so I could spoil you. You really think I'm gonna let you wash the dishes? Nice try," Emily said, handing her girlfriend a glass of wine and shoving her towards the living room, "I'll come in when I'm done."

Ali quickly pressed a kiss to the brunette's lips and gladly took the glass of wine, "Okay, yell if you need any help."

"Don't I always?" Emily asked in a sultry voice, and threw a wink over her shoulder that made Alison laugh so hard it rung throughout the whole house, a sound Emily loved to hear.

Ali bounded over to the couch, flopping down on the cushions with a sigh, and put her tired feet up on the coffee table. She took a look around the living room, taking in all of the new pictures that have since been added since Emily moved in with her. She was quite proud of the little life that her and Emily were building together, something she'd been dreaming of since she was that 13 year old girl in the picture over their fireplace.

She took another sip from her glass and let her head fall back against the back of the couch, content within this moment. She shut her eyes and started envisioning the pitter-patter of little feet running through this place one day, with toys in every inch of the house.

Just as she was mentally designing the nursery, she felt warm, soft lips press against hers. She smiled and opened her eyes as Emily sat next to Ali, reaching over to grab one of Ali's hands in both of hers.

"Hi," Emily said, moving to tuck a chunk of hair behind Ali's ear.

"Hi babe," Ali said, giggling as she saw Emily's face light up at the endearment. After a moment Ali spoke up again, "So let me ask you a question."

"Anything."

"Why were you so adamant about tonight? I mean the dinner, which was amazing by the way, thank you. The eating outside under the stars, the wine, not letting me lift a finger. Believe me, I'm not complaining. Why was it so important that I be so spoiled?"

"I don't know," Emily said, "I just know that you've never really had good relationships, and certainly never had someone who went all out for you. You just deserve to be spoiled and taken care of. You're someone who's worth going all out for."

Ali reached for Emily, knowing words would fail her now. She pulled Emily's lips towards hers and hoped that her kiss would convey what words couldn't. As they deepened the kiss, and started to lay back on the couch, the world was becoming a blur around them.

Until…

Emily was the first to pull away, Ali's eyes immediately shooting up towards hers.

"Do you smell that?"

"Yeah, I do," Ali stared, "Em, did you-?"

"No! Did you?" Emily asked, starting to giggle.

"No way."

They turned their gaze to the floor, where Pepe was laying down, facing their bedroom, tail wagging proudly.

Ali laughed and looked back up into Emily's eyes, "Just ignore it, it'll go away."

Emily laughed in return and lowered herself to Ali once again.

But this time, Ali pulled away, and started laughing "I'm sorry, Em. I just can't. It's so bad."

Emily flopped her head on Ali's shoulder and turned her face into her neck, laughing as well, "It's SO bad!"

They laughed so hard their stomachs hurt and they had tears rolling down their cheeks.

"So much for this mood I was trying to create. Come on Pep, we talked about this."

Ali laughed once again and kissed Emily on the cheek.

"Alright, bud, you win. What do you say? Wanna go on a walk with your mommies?"

Pepe immediately perked up and walked over to the door, sitting patiently for Emily to put on his leash. Ali grabbed her keys and held the door open for her girlfriend and their dog. Emily quickly leaned down and pressed a sweet kiss to Alison's lips.

"Later," Emily whispered.

"I'll make it up to you," Ali said, as she shut the door behind her.