"Hey there little one." Wilbur smiled down to his son who's cradled up in his arms. "How are you?" He cooed while booping his small nose.
His eyes are still closed knowing he's just 5 hours old. "Your mama is sleeping there." Wilbur pointed to her bed as if he can see it.
"She really got tired because of you but its definitely worth it." He chuckled.
The baby moved in his arms and started to cry. "Oh shhhh. Papa's here shhhh." He swayed back and forth and he eventually stopped.
Wilbur stared down at him when he saw his eyes open slowly. "Oh hello." He waved his hand. "You finally opened your eyes." He said happily with a big smile on his face.
"Im your dada." He smiled and the baby does too. "You're so cute. You definetly got her eyes."
"I really wanted you to stay small like this but ofcourse you need to grow or else you'll miss a lot of things you need to experience." He told him like he can understand him.
Wilbur started doing funny faces and the baby stared to giggle until he heard his wife grunt on her sleep.
"Are you ok, love?" He asked concernely beside her. She finally woke up.
"Damn, my body hurts." She mumbled. "Is that him?" Her tiredness seemed to fade once he saw him.
Wilbur let her hold their child. "He got your eyes." He told her.
"But he looks more like you." She said, looking up to him.
" i love you so much y/n. I can never express how happy i am to start a small family with you." He caressed her cheek softly.
"I love you too and so do i." She smiled.
