John didn’t say a word as he laid in bed on a rather stiff mattress, one person laying on his left while a makeshift bassinet was on his right, a worn and roughed hand being held by tiny fingers who are still new to the practice of sorcery

He wondered how he got this far, how he hasn’t ran away yet. He turned to look over at his lover by his side, “ …Oi, “ He murmured quietly in a hushed tone, “ Are you still awake? “