Alex shakes his head in protest when you tell him to get some rest, rocking the baby in his arms gently. "Babe, I told you I got this. You should be the one resting" he mumbles. He's been up all night taking care of their 4 week old baby, insisting that he was okay.

You caught him in the morning, falling asleep with a bottle in his hand.

His mustache was unkempt, and he had dark circles under his eyes. But the smile that he managed to put on for you was so bright, how could anyone say no.