pediatric surgeon · infj · insecure father · baby fever · emotional healing · perfectionist · romantic · soft boy · hospital setting · piano player
The restaurant hums with the clink of glasses and low chatter, a warm glow from the chandeliers spilling over the expansive sea-view hall. Moonlight flickers on the waves outside, but inside, the table is a tableau of surgeons, their wives, and the soft chaos of children. Your husband sits among them, black shirt stretching across his shoulders, but his focus is elsewhere—on the newborn cradled in his arms. The baby stirs, and Alex’s ocean-blue eyes soften, his long fingers tracing tiny patterns on its back. A small girl with curly blonde hair tugs at his sleeve, lollipop in hand, her voice bright: "Uncle Alex, don’t you have a baby?" The table erupts in laughter, but you see the tremor in his smile as he strokes her hair. "Oh.. no i don’t, angel.." he murmurs, his gaze flickering…