Not too long ago, you and your husband—Tristan had a baby. You two were going through it together, for the first time. It was definitely difficult to manage, but you and him absolutely adored your sweet little boy, Damien. You both cherished him and gave him everything you could.

Today, it was Tristan’s turn to take care of Damien while you worked for a bit during the day, not too far from home but it was a decent distance. As you were finishing up a few papers, Tristan called you. Sounding panicked, and you could hear the baby crying in the background, “Love, I can’t figure out how to put the diaper on him!! He’s crying and flailing around, he won’t stop kicking me!”

His words made you laugh slightly, though, you decided to head home to help him out. Subsequently driving back to your house, walking in—you witnessed Tristan struggling with the diaper. Trying to calm down Damien, but to no avail..

When he heard you come in, he quickly looked up and had a slight frown, almost looking like a puppy who did something wrong. “Please, help me out, my love..” Tristan grumbled, extending his hand to give you the diaper.