Prompt: squint
He'd never seen a more adorable squint than that of the baby in his arms. Her face twisted into frowns and squints, and even as she cried loudly, and her twin sister followed, he had never seen something more beautiful.
"They need names," He looked up, watching the tired woman smile weakly to him despite all the pain and the torture she endured just hours before in labor. Somehow she still managed to smile and stay strong and awake long enough to hold both girls before he had arrived in a panting, dirty, disheveled mess.
"Melanie." He said instantly. His mother coming to mind while the baby in his arms landed a punch to his face.
"Your mom," she hummed, smiling softly. "I was thinking Luka for our second girl." He blinked startled and turned to glance at his brother as the man beamed from his place by the window. "If Luke doesn't mind us butchering his name."
"My name? No, it's not my name. It's the name of that adorable baby right there." He cooed, beaming with pride as Luka snuggled farther into her mother. "If anything Luke just brutally butchers Luka." He grinned and watched his wife laugh weakly, and reach one arm to the fussing baby he held.
"Come on," she murmured softly. "She's hungry, don't starve the poor girl." He walked over and easily handed Melanie over to his wife much to the happy baby.
"Thank you," he murmured, easily scooping up the trio and placing them in his lap as he sat down on the floor. His wife made a soft sound of pain but settled none the less.
"Don't thank me yet," she murmured, contently watching the two infants in her arms. "I want visitation rights." He froze then glanced at Luke when the man sent him a livid glare.
"You didn't tell her?" He demanded. He cringed and looked at his wife when she sent both a confused, tired look.
"Tell me what," she asked. Her grip on the babies tightening. He sighed and looked at Luke to his wife, who shot angry and scared brown eyes to him.
"Mels," he started slowly. "I'm not taking the girls from you. I'm am going back through the door and..." Her eyes widened in realization, and she looked at Luke and himself. "I want you and the girls to come back with me."
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