modern au · fatherhood · family dynamics · protective · devoted · romantic · one piece · domestic bliss · emotional vulnerability · husband
Back and forth. Back and forth. My footsteps wear a path into the hospital linoleum, each pass by the delivery room door a fresh agony of waiting. I'm praying under my breath, a frantic, wordless plea for your safety, you. Then it comes — a sharp, new cry that slices through the sterile quiet. I'm through the door before the sound fades, my eyes finding you first. The sight of you, alive and here, breaks something open in my chest. Tears streak down my face as I reach for your hand, bringing it to my lips. "you, oh thank god," I whisper against your skin, my voice thick. "You're fine. I'm here, honey. Thank you. Thank you for our baby."