Hi anon! I love this combo. :)
I’ve never written Clexa as “older” - meaning, them married with teenaged kids... but the thought below has swirled into my mind on more than one occasion...
Clarke and Lexa are in bed, Lexa with her nose in a book and Clarke mindlessly watching something on the TV, when they hear a knock on their door. Already knowing who’s on the other side, Lexa calls for her to come in. Sixteen year old Madi saunters through the door and plops herself on her moms’ bed and has a timid look on her face—she waits for them to ask what it is she needs.
“How can we help you, darling daughter?” Lexa chides, eyes still stuck on the pages in her hands.
Clarke nudges her wife’s side and gives their teenage daughter a loving smile, “What’s up, sweetie?”
Madi sort of shuffles in her place, “Can I go out Friday night?”
This causes Lexa to close the book. She finally brings her attention to their daughter, “Out where?”
“Movies.” The girl shrugs before she adds, “And maybe something to eat after?”
“With a group of friends, yes?” Lexa gives her a knowing look. A look that suggests what she wants her daughter to answer, and Clarke rolls her eyes.
“Babe. For a lawyer you sure do ask a lot of leading questions.” Clarke lets out. She turns her attention to Madi and changes the course of the conversation. “I think what your mother meant to ask was... Who will you be going out with?”
Lexa’s eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. “JJ? Is anyone else joining you on this excursion?”
“Mooooommmm,” Madi whines. “It’s hardly an excursion. And no. It’ll just be me and JJ.”
Lexa turns to her wife. “Do you hear this? She’s trying to get us to agree to let her go on a date with JJ!”
Clarke gives Madi an apologetic look before she turns to Lexa. “Yes, I’m sitting right next to you. I heard her.” She sighs at her wife and offers her daughter a smile. “JJ is a lovely boy. Murph and Emori raised him to be just that.”
“He’s pretty great,” Madi replied with a smile matching her one mother’s.
“If he’s anything like Murphy was when we were their age, I’d beg to differ,” Lexa scoffs.
“You told me I could start dating when I was sixteen,” Madi quickly jumped in. “I’ve been sixteen for months now and I’ve never asked. I wanted to wait until I knew that I really liked someone.”
“That’s very smart of you.” Clarke nodded and turned to her wife. “Don’t you think so, babe?”
“Exquisitely noble.” Lexa’s sarcasm could be heard from a mile away. She looks at her daughter, still perched on the foot of their bed, then turns back to her wife and speaks in a more hushed tone, “Remember what we were like when we were sixteen? What we all were like? Are we really ready for her to grow up so quickly?”
Clarke has always known that Lexa would be the more over-protective parent. She’s always known because of the things Lexa and Anya would do as kids—things that Clarke would have to help them weasel their way out of.
Clarke takes Lexa’s hand in her own. “We raised a good kid, Lex. Look at her.”
They both turn to their daughter, who remains sitting in her spot. Doe-eyed and waiting for her moms to give her an answer so she can reply to JJ’s text message.
Clarke starts to speak again, “She’s incredibly bright and intelligent. She surrounds herself with friends that are basically family. We told her she could do this when she turned sixteen. We should probably make good on our word.”
Lexa sighs. “When we said that three years ago. It felt like a lifetime would pass before she got this old.”
“You guys are talking about me like I’m not sitting right in front of you...” Madi raises a brow. “I promise I’ll be home before curfew. It’s just a first date, mom. It’s nothing to set the alarms off about.”
Lexa takes a deep breath and her head moves to a tiny nod. “Okay. Okay, you’re both right. It’s fine by me. But I do want him coming in before you two go off to the movies.”
“Actually,” Madi starts. “I think Mr. and Mrs. Murphy are as weirded out by this as you guys are. JJ and I were thinking maybe they could drop him off here, and you all can have dinner while we’re out. We have the same curfew, so we’ll definitely be back before 10.”
“Sounds like you guys have planned it all out,” Lexa offers with a raised brow.
“It was JJ’s idea.” Madi shrugs. “I think Mr. Murphy panicked similarly to you.”
“I do not panic.” Lexa deadpans, which causes her daughter and wife to simultaneously laugh. She exasperatedly looks between them both and adds, “I don’t panic!”
Clarke leans over and kisses the side of her wife’s head. “I’ll text Murphy and Emori tomorrow morning to set up dinner, babe.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Madi leaps from the foot of the bed towards her moms, hurling an arm around each of them.
Lexa particularly leans closer into the embrace, before she lets out a quiet sigh, “I didn’t panic.”
