I'm a father
I mean knowing and seeing are two different things , I knew my wife was carrying our child which I assumed gave me time to prepare myself .
But now seeing my child has made me wonder if I am ready . Anya's great at this I can already tell , I'm just worried about myself .
I hadn't held him yet
"Hey it's okay." I hear her voice and I look down at my wife . She knew what I was thinking . She might aswell be telepathic
"I should be saying that to you."
"Just be gentle , he's fine."
I lean down and peck her lips . She was so beautiful . Despite hours of childbirth she still looked amazing .
"Take him." Zoe says , I lean up and hesitate for a moment before reaching for him . As I held him in my arms and looked into his eyes . I saw myself in him and the sudden urge to protect him from everything I went through .
I smile not even realizing the tear that rolled down my cheek once again.
Why the fuck am I crying .
"ha bisogno di punti, c'è troppo sangue."
She needs stitches there's too much bloodI overhear my grandmother say making me snap my head towards her . "What's wrong?"
"She needs to go hospital." She whispersElijah begins to squirm and I assume that he's hungry because he hasn't been fed yet . Anya said she was prepared to breast feed him instead of formula because she wanted to connect with our son more.
"He's hungry amore."
"Bring him." She uses her arms to push herself up and slightly winces , Zoe quickly grabs a cushion and placed it behind her . I gently put him in her arms .
"Could you give us a few minutes?"
Nonna and Zoe both give me a soft nod before leaving the room. I grab a chair and sit beside my wife. "It feels strange." She whispers watching as Elijah drinks her milk
Lucky motherfucker
"You did it tesoro." I take her free hand and bring it up to my lips . "My vagina feels like it's on fire."
I chuckle "you just pushed a baby out."
"You don't think we should get him checked out ? He came out earlier than expected." I found sense the worry in her voice which is why I had to reassure her.
"He's okay, he's strong like his pops."
Her lips curl into a smile and I'm quick to connect mine with hers only for a short while .
"Name anything you want baby and I'll get it for you.""I want Chinese if that's okay? But it needs to have dumplings in the side."
"Food? Anything else."
"A boba drink would make my day."
"Okay, I'll be an hour or so is that fine?"
" yeah." She breathes , I kiss the side of her head, leaving a soft one on Elijah also . "I love you."
"I love you."
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Sicily was was like New York at night , the city never slept . As I walked along the narrow streets people were still selling and numerous shops were still open .It was a peaceful city which is one of the reasons why I liked living here . After getting Anya's food I decided to by her a few more stuff also just to make her happy.
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His tesoro
Fanfiction"Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them." Anya Bernardi : A 21 year old living in a home where pain is inflicted upon her. She wants nothing more than to run away and start a new life , a new adventure...