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Date Night.
February 17th 2018.
5:27 p.m.
Lexa glanced at her wrist watch for the second time in the space of two minutes, before returning her gaze to Raven.
The engineer was currently still making herself at home. She'd gathered every throw pillow she could find, her ponytail swinging behind her as she was currently laying out a blanket across the front parlour floor. Raven had promised a grinning Emma that together, they would make the biggest pillow fort anybody had ever seen, and knowing Raven, Lexa believed her.
Little Emma was beside her aunt Rae, every step of the way. Pointing with her tiny index finger, indicating where the next pillow should be placed. Reminding Lexa of a mini-Clarke.
Like mother, like daughter.
To Raven's credit she had given a lot of thought to: Operation - keep Emma distracted. And so far it was working. Raven had a strategic plan, even going as far as making back up plans. The determined beauty, wouldn't fail her babysitting duties for a second time.
Clarke had explained that it wasn't her fault. That Emma still didn't like being away from her Mama.
Regardless, Raven wanted Clexa date night to be a success. Much to Lexa's chagrin at the new name Raven had given them. She'd even tagged them as such on all of her social media platforms, with the rest of the delinquents quickly catching on to their ship name. Clarke thought it was adorable. (#RelationshipGoals did however soften the blow, for the green-eyed girl).
"You out the doghouse yet?" Came Raven's voice from behind a wall of pillows.
Lexa scoffed. The mogul knew she had a lot of making up to do. It wasn't her plan to work on Valentine's Day, but things had been out of her control. The staff that were supposed to be rostered on at her restaurant, mysteriously called in sick and Lexa couldn't leave the rest of her employees stranded.
Clarke had insisted that it was okay, although Lexa knew different. She knew her wife had been disappointed.
In the end, Clarke decided to spend her free time wisely, by painting alone in her home studio, while Emma was staying the night with her Gran.
"Fortunately for me, I was never in Clarke's bad books." Lexa told her, glancing down to her watch again. She had been ready twenty minutes ago, and was waiting for her lovely wife to finish getting ready. The blonde hadn't been satisfied with her outfit choice, opting to change her dress at the last second.
Lexa herself was wearing a pair of expensive form-fitting grey pants with a white button up. Clarke had already had a sneaky feel of her wife's ass before she went back upstairs to swap dresses.
With the time ticking on; she didn't want to miss their dinner reservations. So, she went to go find her wife.
"Shall we watch, Frozen in our fort, Emma?" She heard Raven asking. Emma must have seen her Mama leave the room, and since she was all dressed up. The little blonde knew her Mama was heading out.
"Wait until their leaving." Anya suddenly spoke up. She'd hardly made a peep since she had arrived. The ash-blonde had sat herself down on the sofa with a cup of coffee, eyes guled to her laptop. Answering her work e-mails.
Lexa couldn't help but smile at the sound of her family, as she made her way back up the stairs to the bedroom she shared with her wife.
"Niron?" She called out. "We really have to leave soon--"
The words refused to come after that, one look at her gorgeous wife had her brain short circuiting. Clarke stood before her in a figure hugging navy colored dress. With a tasteful, but equally revealing neck line that had Lexa licking her bottom lip, her hungry stomach long forgotten.
"I take it, you like my dress?" Clarke smirked as sun-kissed hands wrapped around her waist.
Lexa couldn't take her eyes from her wife's figure, as she replied. "You look beautiful, niron." She smiled, her nose nuzzling into Clarke's sweet fragrant neck.
Followed by a tender kiss.
Then another one.
"We could always skip dinner," Lexa continued with her trail of soft kisses. Hands beginning to roam. "I'm sure the hotel has a room free..."
"Babe, as much as I want this to continue," Clarke pulled away, pecking her own kiss on Lexa's cheek. "I also don't want to be late for dinner. We haven't had a night out in so long and I can hear a glass of red practically calling my name."
"Well, who am I to deny my wife what she wants?"
Lexa kissed the back of her hand, when the loud shout of Mama! came from downstairs. Both parents began to hurry, Clarke making sure to grab her purse along the way. If Emma started to get upset now, they'll never be able to leave.
"Ma.Ma?" Emma called out, little feet padding softly to the baby gate, safely blocking her path. "Ma.Ma?"
"I'm here, angel." Lexa scooped her up, adjusting her child on her hip.
"Wan 'uice," Emma rested her head on her shoulder, reaching out her other hand to mommy. To which Clarke placed a kiss, like Lexa had done only moments ago.
"I've got this," Raven appeared next to them, Emma's drinking cup already filled with water. "Em, I thought we were gonna watch Frozen? Elsa and Mr. Snowman are waiting for us." She nodded her head in the direction of Emma's toys set up for her.
"Don't forget Mr. Bear." Anya piped up.
Big blue eyes glanced up at her mommy, while she was lifted into aunt Rae's arms. "Mo.Mo 'atch ..ozen?"
"Tomorrow, baby. Remember tonight me and Mama are going out, but we'll be back later," Clarke explained, kissing the top of her daughter's soft blonde hair. "You'll have so much fun with auntie Rae, though won't you?"
Emma seemed to consider her mommy's words, rubbing her tiny fist against her eye, and everyone held their breath. Sure that the tears would soon start to flow.
"Ma.Ma?" She mumbled, until Raven gave her the Sippy cup.
Before any tears were shed; the movie began to start.
Thanks to Anya's quick thinking, the opening song of Frozen began to play. Emma's attention soon turned to the blocks of ice on the screen. With a loud giggle, Emma was placed inside the pillow fort, drinking her water. Happily watching the TV.
Lexa let out a relieved sigh, giving a nod of gratitude to her sister. 'Thank God, for Frozen.'
"You both look hot. So, go. Have fun," Raven hugged Clarke, before giving Lexa a high five. "We've got everything covered here." Raven smiled ushering them both to the front door.
"Remember Emma needs to be in bed by seven o'clock," Clarke fussed while Lexa helped her wife into her coat. "The teething gel is in the kitchen cupboard if her tooth starts to hurt her again. And the--"
Raven shook her head, cutting her off. "Yeah. Yeah. I heard the first hundred times you told me."
Clarke tried not to give her best friend too much of a scathing look, but she had been told before that she was something of an overprotective mama bear when it came to her child.
"Just call us, if you need to." Lexa smiled, waving goodbye to Emma who hardly turned away from the flatscreen.
"Bye guys."
"Love you Emma," Clarke blew her kisses, turning once again to Raven. "Remember to call us to let us know how she's doing."
Once all the goodbye's were said; hand in hand the couple headed to the car.