Delia trotted down the stairs, tugging down her scrubs as she prepared to leave for work. She had just been called out to the pregnancy center she worked at for one of her patients who went into labor early. She grabbed her purse as she walked passed the kitchen and said, "Bye, love!" to Patsy in the living room before freezing and backing up.

Standing in the threshold of the living room, Delia observed her wife sprawled out on the couch, working her way through a bag of Hershey Kisses. The brunette carefully stalked into the room as Patsy watched her in amusement.

"Yes?" Patsy asked coyly, reaching for another novelty.

Delia leaned down and asked, "Can you spare me a Kiss?"

Patsy smiled before reaching up and gently guiding Delia's face lower so she could press her lips on the brunette's.

"You're cute," Delia mumbled against Patsy's lips, through an amused grin, "but I think you know that's NOT what I meant."

Chortling lightly, Patsy smoothly unwrapped the one in her hand before pressing it into Delia's mouth. The brunette chewed thoughtfully, a smirk on her lips. After swallowing, she flashed Patsy a smile.

"You're a darling," she said, lurching forward and placing a chaste kiss on Patsy's lips, "Love you!"

As Delia dashed out of the house, Patsy called, "Love you too!"

Two hours later, Patsy heard the door open over the sound of the hamburger she was browning.

"I'm home!" Ellie announced, plopping her football bag down in the corridor. She went to step further into the house when her mum shouted back, "Cleats off!"

With a groan, Ellie stooped down and tugged off the shoes, mud still clinging to them. Now in slightly sodden socks, (it rained at practice), she made her way into the kitchen and sat herself at the island.

"Tacos?" Ellie asked.

"Mmhmm," Patsy said, stirring it around a bit.

"Did you get an-"

"I texted your mam, she will get an onion on her way back," Patsy sighed, not understanding how her wife and daughter tolerated the tubers.

"Okay. She'd go out on a call?"

"No, she had to go to the Center," Patsy said, "How was practice?"

"Alright," Ellie said with a shrug, like she did every day.

Her daughter went silent, and much to Patsy's displeasure, seemed to gaze at her with a strange expression on her face.

"What?" Patsy demanded.

"You and Mam's anniversary is coming up," Ellie said simply.

"Yes, in two weeks" Patsy said slowly. Of all things for their daughter to notice, she remembered the date of their anniversary?

"Well, what are you going to do?" Ellie asked conversationally. Patsy raised her eyebrows at her daughter.

"I know you are going to Aunt Trixie's," the ginger said evasively. Ellie rolled her eyes.

"But have you got her anything?"

"I'm NOT getting you two a puppy!" Patsy exclaimed, exasperated. Her daughter's face went bright red as she ducked her head, trying to control her laughter.

"But it…just screams romance!" Ellie gasped, doubling over. Patsy spared her a wry smile.

After their laughter died down, Patsy said softly, "Yes, of course, I've got her something."

"Well?" Ellie prodded.

"Hm?" Patsy asked airily, straining the meat, "Oh, what did I get her? I'm not telling you!"

"Why not?!" Ellie pouted.

"Because the first thing you are going to do is tell her," Patsy shot back, now rinsing the meat in the sink.

"You're right," Ellie surrendered forlornly, drawing a chuckle from Patsy.

The ginger returned the meat to the pan over the stove and was rummaging around for the seasoning packets when Ellie spoke again.

"Hey mum?" Ellie asked in a strange tone.

"Yes?"

"What was your first kiss like, with mam?"

Patsy fumbled with the packet and dropped it, not believing what she had just heard come out of her daughter's mouth.

"What?" she stammered.

It was clear her daughter was back-tracking now.

"Well, I mean, I'm fifteen and I don't know these things about my own parents! Like how you met or-"

"Well, why don't we start there!" Patsy squeaked, feeling a rush of affection at Ellie referring to them as 'her own parents'.

Ellie's brow furrowed.

"Didn't you and mam room together at University?"

Patsy's eyes widened incredulously.

"I…what the…absolutely NOT!" Patsy sputtered, her face reddening at the very thought of sharing a room with a wild, 18 year old Delia.

"Oh," Ellie said.

"I met your mam while at university, but we didn't room together," Patsy said after taking a deep breath, "I roomed with your aunt Trixie and I didn't meet your mam until my sophomore year."

"So…"

"So," Patsy continued, adding some water to the meat, "we met in class…and well…yeah."

"That's not very descriptive," Ellie accused idly, earning her a glare from her mum.

"I don't know what else to say," Patsy said, "We kept it under wraps for a good while because neither of us had come out really."

"Then how'd you know?"

"Know what?"

Ellie shot Patsy a pointed look. Patsy suddenly looked down at the meat.

"I think it's done! Why don't we eat?!" Patsy exclaimed, an octave high.

Wordlessly, Ellie held up the unused seasoning packet, an amused look on her face. Patsy held out her hand, but Ellie pulled the packet back.

"Ellie…" Patsy said reproachfully.

"How'd you know?" Ellie demanded. Her ginger mother sighed irritably.

"I didn't," Patsy snapped, "I got drunk one night and kissed her."

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Ellie shrieked, packet now laying forgotten on the countertop. Patsy snatched it up and bitterly tore it open.

"I kissed her," Patsy repeated, now stirring the seasoning in, "I had the largest crush on her but I didn't know if she liked me back…in that way."

"What happened?!" Ellie exclaimed.

"I freaked out and tried to leave, but your mam stopped me and said it was okay," Patsy said with a wry smile, "and she made sure to kiss me back."

"Well thank God for that!" Ellie said loudly, drawing a shaky laugh from her mum.

Just then the door opened and Delia called, "Hey, I'm home!" The brunette came in grandly, waving a small plastic baggy at Ellie. Her daughter caught the onion gleefully, and Delia turned to Patsy.

"Spare me a kiss?" Patsy asked shyly.

Smirking slightly, Delia pulled Patsy's head down for a slow and gentle kiss.

"Get a room!" Ellie shouted, throwing the onion at them.