"Dad come on! There's presents under the tree!" Charlie said, shaking Corbyn's arm to wake him up. He groaned and rolled over, rubbing his eyes and smiling lazily at his excited daughter. "Okay, I'm up sweet pea. Where's Mama?" he asked. "She's already downstairs, let's go!" she said excitedly and grabbed his hand, attempting to pull him up off the bed. He chuckled at her eagerness, standing up and following her down the stairs. You sat on the couch with a cup of coffee in your hand, patiently waiting for your boyfriend and your daughter. "Look who's awake." you teased, sipping your hot drink. The Christmas tree in your living room sparkled, dozens of presents placed underneath it waiting to be opened. Corbyn settled next to you on the couch, putting his arm around you and kissing your temple. "Grab your stocking first, Char." you said and she unhooked it from the wall. She dumped it's contents onto the carpet, piles of candy and smaller presents scattered around her. "Look at all the candy!" she beamed, sitting on the floor in front of the tree. You and Corbyn nodded in amusement, coaxing her to start opening her gifts. One by one she ripped off the wrapping paper and showed you both each present. With every gift she opened her smile grew wider and wider. It made you and Corbyn so happy to see her pleased with what she got this year after hours of shopping to find exactly what she wanted. You were cherishing this Christmas morning knowing that this was one of the last years that she'd believe in Santa. Charlie innocently opened more presents, running up to you and asking you to open them or showing you what it was. "Do you like your presents, baby? Did Santa get you everything you asked for?" Corbyn asked and she jumped up and down with joy. "Yes! I love everything! I can't wait to play with all my new dolls." she chirped, holding multiple boxes in her arms. "You can wear the new boots Santa got you to Aunt Ashley's later, we're going over there to open more presents tonight." you said and she looked even happier if that was possible.

Once she got to her last present, she grabbed another one from under the tree. You nudged Corbyn, not recognizing it. "What is that?" you mumbled and he didn't reply, he just smirked at you instead. Charlie came up to you and handed you the box before hopping onto the couch to sit with Corbyn. "I got you a present, Mama. Open it!" she said and you looked at Corbyn confused because he didn't tell you anything about this. You smiled anyways, opening it carefully. You took off the lid of the box to find a framed picture of you, Charlie and Corbyn in Paris the year he got custody of her. You stuck out your bottom lip and turned to the two of them. "Awe Charlie, I love it. Thank you sweetheart." They looked at each other then back to you with mischievous and knowing smiles on their faces. "There's more, Y/N." he said and you could see him pulling out his phone, but you ignored it and went back to the box. You lifted the picture frame out of the box to find a note paperclipped to another paper. You read the note out loud:

"I hope you love this picture of us, happy in Paris with one another. For Christmas I have a question for you Mama, will you forever be my mother?"

Your jaw dropped as you read it, your voice trailing off to a whisper. You lifted the note to find an adoption paper; one signature and Charlie would legally be your baby. Tears welled up in your eyes as you stared at the paper and then looked to Corbyn, a huge smile on his face. You moved the box off of your lap and hugged Charlie, wrapping her in your arms and rocking her back and forth. She held you just as tight, burying her face in your shirt. "Charlotte Marie," you said, trying to hold back the tears of joy in your eyes, "I would love nothing more. I love you so much, my sweet girl." You held her closer if that was possible, pure love in your heart for the precious child in your arms. Now you could officially call her yours. "I love you too, Mama." she said into the fabric of your shirt. You pulled back and kissed her forehead, letting her cuddle into your side. You looked at Corbyn and let out a watery laugh, emotions overwhelming you. "It was her idea, mostly. Merry Christmas sweetheart." he said and you sighed contently. "Go get me a pen, I'm gonna sign this right now." you told Charlie and she went to the kitchen to grab one. While she was gone you grabbed Corbyn by the back of the neck and kissed him. You pulled back far enough so that your noses were touching and you couldn't stop smiling. "I love you so much." you whispered, kissing him again. "I love you too, but we're not done with presents just yet." he said. He grabbed another small box from behind him and grabbed your hand. Your eyes went wide as he moved from his seat to get down on one knee in front of you. With the hand that he wasn't holding, you covered your mouth in shock. "Corbyn." you breathed.

"Y/N Y/L/N. I have loved you since we were kids, hanging out in your parents basement and skipping 4th period to get burgers in highschool. Since then, everything about you has amazed me. Your strength, the way you care for others, your humor, your beauty. I could go on for hours. You are truly the best thing that could've happened to me, and to Charlie. From the day she was born you've been the biggest supporter, taking care of her all while taking care of me. I will never be able to understand how I got so lucky to have someone as amazing as you in my life. I'm so in love with you, and every day I wake up and fall in love all over again. I want the rest of my life to be spent falling for you over and over each day until our time on Earth is over. I one hundred percent believe that the life I have now and the joy I constantly feel would not be possible without you. You are the love of my life and I want us to be together forever, if you'll have me. So, my love, now that you're the mother of my child would you do me the honor of being my wife?"

By the end of his speech, you were full blown crying. Tears were streaming down your cheeks as you looked at this man in absolute awe. You nodded frantically and laughed, trying to process everything that just happened. "Yes, oh my god Corb, absolutely yes." you said. He smiled proudly and slid the gorgeous ring on your finger, standing up to kiss you. He leaned down and kissed your lips like you'd never get to kiss each other before. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down closer to you, breaking and continuing the kiss multiple times because of how much you were smiling and giggling. "I told you she would say yes!" Charlie cheered from the doorway to the living room, both you and Corbyn looking to her and laughing. "Come here, you." you said, opening your arms to her. Corbyn sat down next to you again and pulled you into him, Charlie making herself comfortable on your lap. She handed you the pen and the paper and you signed it happily. You kissed her cheek and kissed the side of Corbyn's neck, the three of you cuddling all together on the couch. You held up your hand to look at the ring on your finger, squealing excitedly. "This is the best Christmas ever." you sighed and Corbyn hugged both you and Charlie in his arms. "My two beautiful girls. I can't wait for the rest of our lives."