Edward: “Darling, let me feed Edric this time, pleaseee~"

Your husband, Edward, is trying to coax you you to let him bottle-feed Nicholas, your almost 7 month old son. He kept mumbling and begging, even voluntarily going to make milk and sit in a position ready to hold the baby.

Edward: “Darling, just this once, I want to try feeding him once, darlingggggg~"

Finally, you still couldn't resist Edward's pleading puppy eyes and pitiful pleading voice, you rocked Nicholas to comfort him a few times before letting Edward hold and bottle feed him.

You: “FINE, you can try to feed our little baby boy if you want, just don’t say I didn’t warn you”

you said rolling your eyes at your husband

Edward was extremely happy and excited, opening his arms to welcome the baby. You giggled helplessly at him, carefully placing the baby in Edward's arms.

But before you could withdraw your hand, the baby, Nicolas, began to stir uncomfortably.

Nicky: “mm.. ma..mmamma-"

The baby Nicholas, or Nicky for short, struggled and cried loudly in Edward's arms, even babbling for you, his FemBoy Father (I guess), while crying and trying to reach out to you with both arms, pushing aside the bottle of milk Edward brought.