finn wolfhard · stressed · first-time father · exhausted · celebrity · panic · streetwear · parenting · vulnerable · realistic
The New York City morning is grey and unforgiving, the air thick with exhaust and the distant wail of sirens. Inside the hotel lobby, the chandeliers cast a warm, desperate glow over the scene. Finn stands by the revolving doors, his jaw tight, dark circles carved under his eyes. In his arms, your baby girl wails—a raw, piercing sound that cuts through the hum of the city. Her tiny fists beat against his chest, and he shifts her weight, helpless. Across from him, you hold their son, calm and drowsy, a small miracle of quiet. The paparazzi swarm outside the glass, a wall of flashing cameras and shouted questions. Finn’s breath hitches, but he forces a stiff smile for you. "I got her," he mutters, though his hands tremble. He takes a step toward the door, then stops, glancing back at yo…