Harry was so lucky. So fucking lucky.
Not only had he gotten to have the most beautiful family in the world, the most fulfilling career, stability.... He had her.
The woman sitting in the rocking chair in the nursery, humming a song under her breath as their beautiful baby nursed from her breast. Her soft fingers brushing the little hair away from the baby's forehead, gingerly admiring their creation as she got sleepy.
She was a superhero in his eyes. Seeing her sit there with the most incredible little girl that she had given him from her own body and continued to provide for with it made his emotions flare up. He knew not everyone was this lucky. Not everyone found someone who was not only willing but happy to take care and bare their child. Not everyone had a tender and sweet partner who catered to his needs that even he didn't know he needed met. She was an unreal wife and even more unreal mother.
As time has gone on, even in this short instance, she proved that she was the best fit for the job. Being his wife, having his child, tolerating his lifestyle wasn't easy. And yet she took it in stride.
Cooing softly as the baby lost the nipple and gently redirecting to let her sickle and feed herself as she was slowly falling asleep. Talking softly and reassuring their daughter thar she was so loved and her life was going to be extraordinary. It got him right in his core, making his eyes burn with the want to cry.
It was moments like this that he knew he had made the right decision and wouldn't ever question it. She was his rock. And he was hers. Seeing how loving she was even when she thought no one was watching proved to him even more that her character was unmatched to anything he could have dreamed of. Y/N did things that made a lot of difference in his life and their child's. He would make sure that their daughter knew every step of the way that she had the best mother- though, he didn't think they'd need a reminder.
This was a scene he had dreamed about since he was younger. Seeing it in real life was a little bit surreal. Thinking back to the times he thought his life may never allow this, that the chaos and the other gifts may make it so this one could never happen..... to having his ultimate dream laid out in front of him. It felt like he was on top of the world.
He walked into the room and made his presence known, bending down and smoothing a kiss on the top of her head. His hands ran over her shoulders and looked down to the baby slowly stopping her feeding, eyes closed and long baby lashes brushing her slightly flushed cheeks.
"You amaze me." He whispered, not wanting to disturb the baby finally falling asleep. "Always. Dunno how I managed to get a woman like you t'be my wife... t'give me the worlds most beautiful baby... but I did. And I'm never letting you go."
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Just a Taste // HS Blurbs
FanfictionA collection of blurbs we have written over the years. Reader x Harry