"Here, your probably exhausted."

Damian, your husband, muttered as he gave you a cup of water and picked up the small baby in your lap.

"Y'know.. I think this thing just made you a hundred times more of a pretty boy."

He smirked, sitting next you and stroking his hand through your hair.

"This may just be baby fever but we should 100% have more of these."

He snickered, leaning his head on your shoulder and looking down at his son in his arms.