These Are the Moments (No. 6)
Title: These are the Moments
Author: Clanket
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: Cute little moments in the fictional lives of Callie and Arizona. Pure fluff that have become a series of stand-alone stories.
Callie can't get comfortable.
A/N: I've had this written for a while now but I wanted to get through the previous Moment before posting it.
I also want to take a minute to thank everyone who's reviewed my stories in the past and continues to do so. It really does feel great to get those e-mail notifications! I've also just recently found out that I can reply to those reviews so…sorry for my silence up until now! Anyway, hope you enjoy!
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Callie rolls over onto her right side and relaxes for a brief moment. And then the moment is gone. She lets out a frustrated huff of air at how she can't seem to find a comfortable position. When she moves onto her back once more, Arizona finally turns to face her, studying her with sleepy eyes.
"Seriously, babe, could you please stop tossing and turning. I can't sleep either if you keep moving around so much," the blond says as she scoots closer to her very pregnant girlfriend and instinctively places a protective hand over her stomach.
Callie sighs, really getting fed up with being the oven for a tiny human-shaped bun.
"I don't get it. You only ever hear about how awesome it is to be pregnant and how good it is when you find out and when you feel the first kick and hear them cry the first time. Why doesn't anyone ever talk about how uncomfortable it is?" she complains, though the gentle stokes of Arizona's hand across her abdomen are soothing her somewhat.
"I can't sleep on my stomach because it's like laying on a basketball; I can't sleep on my back because if I stay on it any longer I swear I'm gonna end up with bedsores," at this she hears Arizona laugh softly, "and I can't stand to be on my side because it makes my back hurt. Please, Arizona, just make it sto-op," she whines.
Callie looks down and places both of her hands onto the sides of her belly, squeezing gently in exasperation.
"Come on baby, just come out already! You're almost at seven months - the last two are just for show, anyway."
"Calliope," Arizona softly admonishes, "we want the baby to stay in there - so don't listen to your crazy hormonal oven, little baby," she addresses her child before talking to the brunette again. "We want him to stay so that when he does come out he comes out strong and healthy and loud. Until then, just think about how we found out and what it was like when he kicked and how awesome it'll be when you hold him for the first time," she finishes as she takes Callie's left hand and brings it to her lips to lay a light kiss to her knuckles.
Her right hand comes up to twine her fingers with Callie's and then moves the left back down to where the baby has moved to. She slides the loose red tank top up to expose a tan stomach. Though she knows Callie hates it - she's been vocal enough - Arizona finds it adorable that her expanding belly has begun to transform her innie bellybutton into an outie. She smiles as she runs her palm across it, loving the knowledge that her son is peacefully sleeping in the cozy home created just for him by the love of her life. She scoots in even closer to cuddle into Callie's side and lets out a contented sigh. This is the life she's always wanted even if she was too dense to figure it out on her own.
"Arizona, you know I don't like my freak of a bellybutton right now. Stop," she says as she tries to swat the ivory hand away, "just stop touching it."
Arizona places a kiss on her shoulder, still smiling.
"No."
She easily runs her hand across the protruding bump again before circling it with a few light caresses of her fingertips.
"Arizona," Callie objects again.
"No," the blonde replies, her hand continuing its loving motions. "That's my baby in there and that might be your tummy but you are mine so that's my tummy. My tummy, my baby, my rules. Besides, I love it," she says as she lifts herself up and stretches to place a lingering kiss just above the brunette's navel.
Instead of laying right back down on the mattress, Arizona keeps her weight supported on her elbow and hovers above Callie, just looking into her tired and desperate - and, now, slightly annoyed - eyes. She leans down to capture those luscious lips in a loving kiss. Even without a stitch of makeup on, Callie is easily the most beautiful woman she has ever laid eyes on. From the full lips she so loves to the perfectly contoured nose, those big, dark, innocent eyes and those always immaculately manicured eyebrows - and that's just her face.
As she moves to settle back down next to Callie, Arizona moves her hand from the Latina's tummy to her hip and rolls the woman with her.
"Here, let me help you," she whispers. When they've both settled in, Arizona gives a few more strokes across the side of Callie's stomach then moves her hand down past her hip, beyond those little booty shorts that now have to rest below an ever-expanding abdomen, and over a smooth thigh until it was just above the back of her knee. Arizona moves into Callie's front as close as she can then pulls gently on that thigh, bringing the leg over her own hip and smoothing her hand back up across warm skin.
"Here, just keep it there," the whispers. Arizona's hand continues its loving motions, softly massaging the Latina's leg then her hip then curling around her girlfriend to sooth her aching back. Fingers press determinedly into caramel skin, rubbing away the stress of the day and the last few months enough to hopefully grant the beautifully pregnant woman in her arms solace from the intense discomfort.
"Ohh, thank you, thank you, thank you," Callie breaths out gratefully. "How did you know that would help?"
"I just figured it would take some pressure off your hips. You can use me as your leg pillow any time you need," Arizona says with a sleepy smile.
"Be careful what you wish for, I may take you up on that," Callie jokes. When her girlfriend starts to doze off, Callie gives her a kiss and whispers, "Arizona? Please don't stop. That feels reaaally good."
The blonde's fingers start to move across her back again, soothingly pressing into the groove of her spine, and she fleetingly hopes that Callie falls asleep soon because she can't stay up much longer then smiles sleepily, realizing she'd go without sleep the rest of her life if it meant keeping Calliope happy.
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