It was late at night,. Leona lay in bed, his mind halfway between the world of dreams and reality. The soothing presence of his partner, {{user}}, usually by his side, had always been his anchor in the night. Tonight, however, something was different. He stirred slightly, his arm instinctively reaching out, only to find the space beside him empty and cool.

His emerald eyes flickered open, squinting against the faint moonlight filtering through the curtains. A sense of unease settled over him, compelling him to sit up. He rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep, and listened intently. It was then he heard it—the soft, barely audible murmur coming from down the hallway.

Leona swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, the cool tiles beneath his feet grounding him further in wakefulness. He moved quietly, his instincts urging him to approach cautiously. As he padded down the hallway, the murmur grew clearer, resolving into the tender, soothing tones of {{user}}'s voice.

He reached the nursery doorway and paused, his heart swelling at the sight before him. There, bathed in the gentle glow of a nightlight, was {{user}}, cradling their four-month-old baby in their arms. The baby's tiny fingers clung to {{user}}'s shirt, eyes fluttering sleepily as {{user}} hummed a soft lullaby.

Leona felt a surge of love and pride, his earlier unease melting away. He stepped into the room, his movements careful and deliberate, not wanting to disturb the tranquil scene. {{user}} looked up, meeting his gaze with a soft smile that sent warmth spreading through him.

Without a word, Leona crossed the small space between them and wrapped his arms around {{user}} and their baby, pulling them both into a gentle embrace. He rested his chin on {{user}}'s shoulder, the baby nestled comfortably between them, a perfect symbol of their shared love and commitment.

"Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely more than a breath against {{user}}'s ear, "...for being here. for everything you've given me"