[ He sweeps Baby's tears away gently, heart squeezing in his chest. It feels like his heart has been put in a vice, tight and unyielding, the pressure almost too much to bear.
Baby's tongue on his neck drags out a shiver, a soft and shaky exhale from his lips. ]
Shh, love. [ He murmurs as they move, as Baby takes his hand and guides him. His touch stays gentle, careful against the back of Baby's head, moving over until he pauses, expression regretful, ashamed. ]
There's a bump, yes. I'm sorry. [ The breath he takes in is shaky, his eyes closing. His face feels tight from where blood has dried, his fingertips on Baby's face damp with tears. His arm tightens around Baby's body, fingers curling into his sweater. ] I'm...so sorry.
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Baby's tongue on his neck drags out a shiver, a soft and shaky exhale from his lips. ]
Shh, love. [ He murmurs as they move, as Baby takes his hand and guides him. His touch stays gentle, careful against the back of Baby's head, moving over until he pauses, expression regretful, ashamed. ]
There's a bump, yes. I'm sorry. [ The breath he takes in is shaky, his eyes closing. His face feels tight from where blood has dried, his fingertips on Baby's face damp with tears. His arm tightens around Baby's body, fingers curling into his sweater. ] I'm...so sorry.