Isa and Leah, but a twist on the usual, Leah showing love and appreciation for Isa
probably not exactly what you wanted but I hope you like it anyway <3
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„Hey,“ Isabel whispered, gently opening the door. Clara was fussing in her arms, and the noise of her immediately dragged Leah out of her study focus… which, to be honest, had been barely there to begin with for a while. „Sorry, she is hungry but we’re out of bottles, could you maybe breastfeed her? Or you can pump, then I’ll feed her.“
Leah pushed herself back from her desk, away from all of her open books and notes, and took her daughter from Isabel’s arms, cradling her to her chest.
Isabel stepped up behind her, leaning down and kissing her forehead, hands on Leah’s shoulders massaging gently. Leah leaned into it with a sigh. Her neck hurt, her eyes were sore and she was so, so tired. „How is it going?“ Isa asked gently, nuzzling Leah’s hair, scenting her. Leah felt the warmth of it spread from her scalp through her entire body.
„It’s okay… it’s just a lot.“
„You’re doing so well,“ Isabel whispered, kissing Leah’s temple, „You’re so smart. You’ll smash it.“
„I’m so tired,“ Leah admitted, closing her eyes and just enjoying the closeness to her mate and their baby.
„You are doing amazing,“ Isa told her, „And once your finals are over, you can sleep in all you want. We’ll drop Clara off with your parents and then you can just sleep.“
Leah groaned, leaning her head against Isabel’s arm.
She couldn’t ask for a more supportive mate. Isabel did everything to lighten the load for her, took care of Clara’s feedings and bath times and nap times, brought Leah food and tea and coffee, gave her massages and pep talks. It wasn’t easy doing this with a baby. But Isabel was absolutely smashing being a parent. Not that Leah had expected anything else, but it was so, so nice to see.
„I love you so much,“ she whispered, kissing the inside of Isa’s arm where the skin was thin and delicate. „I couldn’t do this without you.“
Isa let out a small humble groan. „You wouldn’t be in this situation without me.“ She reached out and ran a fingertip over Clara’s temple.
„Well, that’s on both of us,“ Leah smiled, craning her neck to look up at Isabel. „You’re really good at this family thing. I mean it.“
„Thank you,“ Isabel said quietly, „I had good role models.“