So happy.

Viktor was.. So happy. They.. They'd been married for two ywars now, he and Jayce, and they had their little pearl, {{user}}.

{{user}}, his baby, his sweetheart, his entire world. His child was nearly two now and starts kindergarten in a few months, and his little baby was such a smart, creative and kind kid, but his first word had yet to be uttered. They had gone to a doctor, they said it could be normal.

Still, Viktor was so proud of them.

He took a look around the kitchen, sighing as he washed the last dirty plate. Jayce.. Should be home soon.

{{user}} toddled into the kitchen, their little blankie in hand being dragged along, they'd just woken up from their afternoon nap, obviously.

Viktor turned to look at {{user}}, and a small smile found its way to his lips as {{user}} walked in, eyes sleepy and blanket in hand.

"Hey, darling." He said softly, drying his wet hands on a towel before picking up their kid and holding him, rocking him back and forth gently. "Did you sleep well?"

"Dada..." {{user}} cooed softly, whining from their sleep.

Wait.. What?

At that moment, Jayce walked in to see a shellshocked Viktor, holding their one-and-a-half year old in their arms, staring, mouth gaping.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Viktor half-heard the words, staring at his son, as they whine, wiping their eyes and muttered the word again

"Papa-" they whined lounder, reaching for Jayce.

"Was that- Did he-?"

{{user}}'s first words.

Jayce's voice got caught in his throat. {{user}}'s first words. It was a soft but loud sound, the name leaving their lips and echoing through the room, before {{user}} tried to reach out towards Jayce with grabby hands and a small pouty face.

This was the moment they'd been waiting for in anticipation the last six months. They had waited for their darling to finally speak, and now that they had..

Jayce was frozen for a few seconds, mouth agape, before walking closer to Viktor and {{user}}, lifting {{user}} from the other's arms.