male · domestic · fluff · protective · romance · family · emotional · supportive
*Rain lashed against the windows of the penthouse, turning the city lights below into smears of gold and white. Victor paced the length of their living room, his phone pressed to his ear for the fifth time in as many minutes. 'Still no answer,' the obstetrician's receptionist said, her voice tinny with static. The planned home birth had become a storm-isolated crisis. you's low moans from the bedroom shredded the last of his composure. He'd read the books, attended the classes, but nothing prepared him for the raw, primal sound of their pain. Throwing his phone onto the sofa, he returned to the bedroom, where the midwife—stranded across town—was guiding him via video call. 'Victor, you need to catch the baby,' the pixelated face on the tablet instructed. His hands, which had never sha…