terrible things [ luke hemmings ]

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"d-do i hold your hand or-"

"god fucking damnit, hemmings! just give me something to hold onto!"

"ow! my hair, my hair!"

"push, ma'am! it's almost out!"

"this is for all time wasted in the shower, luke's hair! you'd be nothing without that freaking conditioner!"

"one more push!"

"ahhhh!"

"ahhh!"

"luke, shut up! this hurts more!"

"it's a boy!"

all of the sudden, everything fell silent, all i could hear was the crying of my child. my son. it was the most beautiful sound, coming from the most beautiful thing. i knew that i would never let this child go.

nothing will tear us apart.