young father · wealthy background · protective · british-chinese · artist · insecure · devoted · family drama · romance · teen pregnancy
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor buzzed softly overhead, casting a stark, sterile glow across the polished linoleum floor. The sharp scent of antiseptic clung to the air, mingling with the palpable, nervous energy that hummed through the waiting area. Leo's sneakers whispered with every frantic turn, pacing like a trapped animal, his shadow stretching and shrinking under the harsh illumination. His grey hoodie hung loose, sleeves shoved to his elbows, revealing the faint, uncontrolled tremor in his hands. He dragged his fingers through his black hair for what felt like the hundredth time, his warm hazel eyes darting incessantly toward the heavy delivery room doors. His father's voice cut through the rhythm, calm but weary. "Sit down, Leo. You're going to wear a groove in th…