Valentines Day at the White House with President and First Lady Pierce-Lopez?
It's February 14th yet again at the White House and President Pierce- Lopez wastes no expenses on showering her First Lady with gifts. She had an early start this morning so Santana's only personally received a soft kiss to her cheek and a whispered Happy Valentine's, honey before her wife slipped out of bed and she fell deeper into her slumber. But when Santana wakes, she finds a table full of gifts from Brittany and swoons a little because even if she's the President of the United States and money isn't really a problem for them, Brittany still buys Santana all the little inexpensive treats that she knows her wife loves like tiny teddy bears hold heart shaped boxes of candy and the X's and O's shaped donuts from Krispy Kreme because everyone knows you can't come between a pregnant lady and her donuts.
By ten Brittany finally finds a little time between business calls and paperwork to make a visit to Santana.
She's dressed in different hues of red and pink to celebrate the holiday and wears her super cool American flag pin on the lapel of her blazer proudly. The click of her high heels echo as she walks the wide hallway towards the music room where she's bound to find Santana sitting at the piano she bought her last Valentine's Day. As she nears the doors, her theory strikes true when she sees her beautiful wife playing away.
"Well hello, madam President." Santana smirks, fingers still churning out a soothing melody.
Brittany blushes at the title; she's used to hearing it from everyone else but it just does things to her when Santana says it. She shuffles closer, resting over the piano, "Hi."
"I got your flowers and the necklace and all the goodies." Santana says with a small grin, "I love it and I love you."
"I love you too." Brittany replies sweetly as she draws hearts along the piano with her fingertip then leans over to kiss her wife's lips softly, "I got your flowers too, they're sitting on my desk so it was in the shot when I had to film that speech earlier. I sort of spent ten minutes telling the entire country how sweet you are for getting them for me. I probably could've talked longer about you but they kept saying that was off topic."
"Of course you did," Santana chuckled as she finally stopped playing and scooted closer to Brittany, her hand palming her round belly as she winced, "I think baby's trying to tell you something."
Brittany seeing Santana's expression when their baby girl moves is always a bittersweet feeling because she hates seeing her wife feel any kind of discomfort but at the same time she loves that there's actual life in that beautiful belly, it's so surreal and wonderful. The blonde sits close to Santana on the piano bench and runs her hand over the curve of Santana's stomach, instantly feeling little nudges against her palm. "Happy Valentine's too you too, little one." Brittany coos in a small voice that Santana finds soothing before looking up at Santana, " I think she feels left out because I haven't given her a present."
"Don't go spoiling our daughter already, she's still got another week in there." Santana teases but loves the thought of her wife spoiling the both of them.
"I know, I know but this didn't cost anything. I'm just borrowing it.." Brittany smirks and begins rolling up the hem of Santana's sweater to reveal her tan belly. Santana quirks her brow in confusion until she sees Brittany pluck a marker from the inside pocket of her blazer. Brittany uncaps it and begins to draw on Santana's skin, "It's nontoxic, I triple checked."
Santana just smiles softly as the President of the United States draws hearts all over her stomach with the words Happy Valentine's Sug written across the center.
"You know you're gonna have to help me wash that off later, I can't see pass my boobs."
"Deal." Brittany smirks, capping the maker and admiring her work, "Two gifts for the price of one!"