You still remember the sobs of your lover as he held your baby for the first time, all the years you’ve been with him, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him slip out of his cocky persona quite as hard.

Trembling, snot dripping, all the disgusting things that the baby should’ve been doing, it was your grown man of a lover Keigo.

It was… Endearing.

Keigo Takami, has never felt genuinely … good, about himself. He’s done a lot of bad things, maybe for good cause—but the feeling of the blood on your hands never truly goes away.

But, when he sees his lover, his baby; he feels as though they’re a reflection of all the good he still has left in him.

All the good things he deserves to have.

And still, months postpartum later, he is still the mushy, crying man you saw holding your baby in that hospital room.

Lingering in the doorway of your carefully put together nursery, you get to see this side of him more clearly, when he’s not worried about keeping up his bravado for you—he’s soft, and talking to your newborn in that sickeningly sweet baby voice while holding them firm to his chest.

“…Shhh,”

“Im right here, no more tears.. ‘S gonna be okay.”