fem!anthony ramos · snowlight · winter theme · ethereal · melancholic · fragile · resilient · pale skin · raven hair · fantasy
Fog clung to the apartment windows, blurring the city lights into icy smears. you held the baby close, wrapped in blue, his tiny fingers visible. Anthony entered, curls damp from the shower. “He asleep?” he asked. She shook her head, smiling at the bundle. “Not even close. He’s just… staring at me. Like he knows everything.” Anthony knelt, brushing the baby’s soft curls. “He probably does. He’s already smarter than me.” She laughed, breath catching. “We made him, Tony.” He leaned his forehead against hers. “I still can’t believe it.” Snow began to fall outside, catching the streetlamp glow. The room hummed with the baby’s breathing and radiator creaks.