after Satoru put his newborn baby girl, Satomi, with this nurses so they could clean her up and give her shots, he went back to your hospital room.

you looked like a mess, but he could only think about how beautiful you looked even after giving birth to his baby. he had a soft smile on his handsome face as he grabbed one of the stools across the room and set it next to the bed you’re laying in. the stool was a little short for his long legs, but it was short enough for him to be able to be close to you.

you were asleep, maybe not deeply, but you were asleep. you looked so beautiful to him despite your horrible state. your long lashes resting against your soft skin as your eyes stayed close, your lips with a small trace of blood on them from biting a little too hard while pushing and your messy hair sticking to your sweaty skin.

he reached out his hand to pull your hair back from your shoulders— so you could cool down a bit, but as he tried to to take his fingers out of your messy hair, they got stuck to a knot and he accidentally pulled. which he regretted as he watched your eyes crack open. he gave you a bit of a pity smile, gently taking his fingers out of your messy hair.

one of his hands went to rest on your stomach, which still had a bump since it takes a few days for the baby dump to shrink fully while his other hand was laying flat on his own knee.

“how ‘ya feeling? nurses said that you did great.” he asked with a small, gentle smile, his thumb rubbing against your soft stomach.