With a groan his eyes would slowly, almost lazily, open after hearing your wails as you lay in your crib.

This being the third time already tonight.

Kevin never thought he would become a father, especially not a single one.. But, here he was, since his ‘pr wife’ decided to leave him shortly after giving birth to you. Seems like she just couldn’t handle how things were going anymore.

Could he really blame her, though..?

As he now stood above the crib, he would bend down, and carefully scoop you up into his arms.

“Hey, hey.. What do you need this time, hm..?”

He questions softly, trying his best to be soothing, like any good father would be. He then lets out a sigh, his hand rubbing your back, while you start to quiet down against his chest.

“You are going to get me in a lot of trouble- Well- More than what I already am, if the others wake up from hearing you..”