Mikeys eyes finally opened, and focused on Ray sitting on the chair with a baby wrapped in his arms. He couldn't help but smile, his perfect husband, and his perfect daughter. He truly had the perfect little family. He didnt feel perfect himself...he felt...wrong, like he was already doing a bad job.
"Fuck...It hurts.." Mikey groaned.
"What does?"
"The stitches.."
"Aw, you want me to get a nurse?"
"No, i'll be fine...Ray...I feel like im already a shit mom.."
Ray held the baby close to his chest, freeing one hand and running it through Mikeys hair, "You're doing great already. You cant help being tired. Eighteen hours of labour is not easy, especially since you didnt have an epidural. That was a brave move, i wouldnt be able to do that."
Mikey hummed, smiling as he watched Helena grabbing Rays shirt and drooling everywhere.
"Do you think we can have more kids?" Ray asked.
"Not for a while. I think we should space them out, maybe three years like me and Gerard. Having kids just a year apart can be a disaster."
"We'd make it work. But its up to you, if you wanna wait a few years, thats fine by me."
Mikey smiled, showing his pearly white teeth. He shuffled up in his hospital bed, carefully, so he didnt hurt himself. He patted the empty space next to him, prompting Ray to sit down. Ray joined Mikey on the bed, so they could both admire the creature they had made. She was small, but she had the softest, chubbiest cheeks ever. She was wearing the cute onesie Gerard had bought for her; with a penguin design on, a pink crocheted hat from Mikey's mom, and a pair of pink mittens on her hands.
"I cant believe shes finally here."
"Yeah, felt like a lifetime waiting for her."
"Mm. With the morning sickness and the weird cravings. I dont think i could eat shucked oysters mashed up with oreos again."
"Yeah, that was disgusting."
Mikey shrugged, "Some people eat weirder stuff, like non edible shit."
"Im glad you didnt. I didnt wanna come home from work and you've eaten the walls."
Mikey giggled. His hand reached out from under the bed sheet, and started to pet at Helenas soft cheek. He felt his heart flutter, his own daughter was finally here, and she was gorgeous.
"Wonder when Gerard will have his." Mikey
mumbled.
"No idea. He looks ready to burst."
"Hes having twins, and im sure he knows that. Im just glad my pregnancy is over. Shes finally here, shes happy and healthy, and im happy too."
"Mm. Me too."
They both looked down at Helena when she cooed loudly at the two of them. Mikey took her from Rays arms and smiled down at the bundle of joy in the blanket.
"Shit, she does look like me." Mikey finally admitted.
"Finally! She is a mini-Mike. Also, no more cussing. Before you know it, shes gonna be old enough to start repeating it."
"Yes mom." Mikey teased.
She began to fuss, and then started crying. Mikey immediately held her closer, and shushed her as best as he could. He rubbed her back and hummed gently to her. She wasn't sleepy, she'd been sleeping for a few hours. Her diaper wasn't wet or stinky, so she didn't need changing. She must be hungry.
"Dont look." Mikey said.
"What?"
"Shes hungry."
"Mikey, i've seen you naked before. Just do it."
Mikey sighed. He unbuttoned his blue striped pyjama shirt and revealed his flat chest.
"How does this work? Does she just stick like a magnet?" Mikey half heartedly laughed.
"I think you gotta put her near your tit."
"I dont have tits!"
"Nice cups Moiks."
"Asshole."
Mikey took Rays advice and held Helenas head close towards his chest. Within seconds, she latched on. It felt like an odd tugging sensation, but it was almost like a relief.
"Titties." Ray muttered.
"I swear to god Ray. I dont have tits!"
"Udders."
"Now you're being stupid. Babies dont drink from cows udders."
"You makin' milk. Sexy cow."
"Go back to the titties. Sexy cow is creepy."
"You got it, ma."
Helena had finished within a few minutes, no more tears. Mikey lay her over his shoulder and patted her back a few times until she burped. In the process, she also threw up down his back.
"The scoreboard stands at 0-1 to Titman."
"Titman sounds like a cool superhero. Titman, changing poopy diapers, one baby at a time."
Ray retrieved a clean pyjama shirt for Mikey, and helped him change out of the one he was wearing. Mikey was getting tired again, so Ray put Helena in the crib in the hospital room.
"Sleep tight Helena. Daddy loves you so much." He cooed, pressing a soft kiss against her cheek.
He then walked back to Mikey and kissed his lips, "Have a good sleep Mikey. I love you and im so proud of you."
"Mm. Love you too Ray."
He climbed back into the cot he was originally in, took one last look at Mikey all bundled up in his bed, and closed his eyes.
Not an hour later, Mikey was standing over his bed.
"Gerards in labor."
I Love You (Rikey)
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