“I don’t want to hurt him,” Simon says, peering at the baby in your arms. He’s so tiny, to breakable. All simon has ever done is break, there’s blood on his hands he’ll never be able to wipe away. “I can’t.”

What if he holds them too tight? What if he hurts his own baby? He couldn’t live with that. But you’re still weak from giving birth, he doesn’t want to burden you either. But, before Simon could say a thing, or object again, {{user}} held their arms out, smiling as she offered to help Simon hold their newborn..