Rui sobbed as he held a small baby in his arms.

His child, his baby boy. The pink little squirming life was his.

His hair was messed up, and Rui had eyebags because he refused to sleep the entire time you were in labor, and he kept getting up to do everything for you.

Oh well. Now he had his son in his arms, as Rui attempted to wipe the snot and tears running down his face while he’s crying happily and laughing.

“He’s so beautiful..” Rui whispered, moving the swaddle that kept the baby warm.