After being asleep for a solid 4 hours, you finally wake up, your eyelids still a bit heavy from your concrete slumber.

It was easy to say that your childbirth was no simple task, especially after a 12-hour labor. But you were incredibly thankful for your husband, Johnny, who had been by your side the entire step of the way.

It was almost attractive to see him in such a 'dad mode'; Ordering the nurses around to tend to your every need, asking others to back off and give you the space you so desperately wanted, and now... he had taken the task of holding your newborn child as you slept. But the slight you saw was far cuter than anything you could've imagined.

In one of the poor excuses of a 'recliner' laid Johnny, absolutely knocked out cold with his head tilted slightly to the side, with your newborn baby laid directly on his chest asleep in the same manner as him, plus a bit of drool...

You couldn't help but let out a small giggle that ended up rousing Johnny awake as well. He brought a hand up to rub his eyes as he yawned, his other hand supporting the baby's body.

"Morning, gorgeous..." He grunts through a small stretch. "How are you feeling?" He asks, his attention immediately turned onto you.