5SOS Preferences and Imagines

Baby Hands

LUKE: THE TINY HAND WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER AND ALL LUKE COULD DO WAS STARE IN ABSOLUTE AWE. "THIS IS INCREDIBLE." HE BREATHED AND THE BABY JUST OPENED UP THEIR EYES. AND LUKE SHED A TEAR AT THE FACE OF HIS CHILD. "MY BABY, YOU GOING TO LET GO OF MY FINGER, OR IS IT GOING TO STAY IN YOUR GRIP ALL DAY?" THE GRIP TIGHTENED AND LUKE SNICKERED. "WELL, I GUESS IT'S GONNA STAY THERE ALL DAY."

ASHTON: HIS SON'S HAND IN HIS LEFT AND HIS DAUGHTER'S HAND IN HIS RIGHT. ASHTON STARED DOWN AT HIS TWO LITTLE MIRACLES AND SMILED. "MY BABIES! I'M A DADDY!" THE TWINS EACH GRASPED ONTO ASHTON'S HANDS A BIT TIGHTER, NOT WANTING TO LET GO OF THEIR DADDY. ASHTON SHOOK HIS HEAD SLIGHTLY. "DON'T WORRY YOU TWO, I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU GUYS. YOU AND YOUR MOMMY ARE COMING WITH ME ON TOUR."

MICHAEL: "I THINK THE BABY LIKES MY HAIR, (YN), HER HAND HASN'T LEFT IT." YOU SMILE. "WELL, IT'S NOT EVERYDAY THAT A BABY COMES OUT OF THE WOMB AND SEES SOMEONE WITH BLUE HAIR." MICHAEL CHUCKLED AS HID DAUGHTER'S HAND TIGHTENED AROUND A FEW LOCKS OF HIS HAIR. "SHE'S GOT A TIGHT GRIP WITH THOSE FINGERS OF HERS." YOU LAUGH. "MAYBE SHE'LL BE A GREAT GUITARIST LIKE YOU, HER AND HER BABY HANDS HAVE A BRIGHT FUTURE."

CALUM: YOU AND CALUM STOOD OUTSIDE THE INCUBATOR WHILE YOUR BABY BOY STRUGGLED FOR EVERY BREATH. CALUM SIGHED HEAVILY AS HE STUCK HIS HAND IN AND STROKED HIS BABY BOY'S HAND. "HE'S SO TINY, EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM IS TINY, (YN)." YOU KISS THE BACK OF CALUM'S NECK. "I KNOW, BUT HE'S STRONG! SEE, LOOK AT HIS HAND, HE'S HOLDING YOURS!" CALUM LOOKED DOWN AND SMILED. "YEAH, YOU MAY BE SMALL BUT YOU'RE NOT GOING TO LET THAT STOP YOU, ARE YOU?"