Never Grow Up - 1
SUMMARY: Sebastian watches his little girl grow up.
WARNINGS: fluff, my friends.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: you all know how much i love dad!seb so of course i’m going to write a short series about it. please don’t kill me lol. if you want to be tagged in this series, let me know! it’s going to be about 4 or 5 chapters.
Sebastian held your hand through each push you gave. He peered over your bent legs and saw the baby’s head crowning. His eyes filled with tears, not believing the fact that the woman he loved was giving birth to his daughter. Their own daughter.
“You can do it, baby.” He leaned in close to your ear. “I see her little head.”
You squeezed Sebastian’s calloused hand a couple of more times before a cry broke out through the room. It was the loudest and most sharpest cry Sebastian had ever heard in his life, but it was something so beautiful. He wouldn’t ever forget it.
The baby was put on your bare chest while the doctor handed Sebastian a pair of scissors so he could cut the umbilical cord. He looked back at his girls before carefully cutting the cord where the doctor had clamped down on and then passing the scissors back to her.
Sebastian moved to kiss the top of his your head, mumbling sweet words into your hair all whilst looking down at his newborn baby girl. He was already wrapped around her tiny finger. He hadn’t even held her yet, but he would stop the world for her.
The nurses came and picked her up, assuring you and Sebastian that they were going to come right back with her. While they cleaned you up and made sure everything was okay, he ran his fingers through your hair. Your eyes fluttered closed, all of the hard work of pushing out a human being catching up to you.
The baby was soon brought back in a bundled up blanket and a little hat on her head. Her eyes were closed shut and her mouth was slightly open. Sebastian’s eyes lit up as he watched her breathe gently. She looked like a doll. He helped make her. She had a piece of him that no one else would ever have.
“I think she looks like you. Look at all the hair on her head. That’s definitely your gene.” You looked up at him and grinned.
“Really?” He titled his head. “I think she looks more like you. She definitely has your nose.”
“Poor thing,” you joked.
“What?” He scoffed. “I like your nose. It’s the cutest nose ever.”
You opened your mouth to retaliate but was interrupted by the tiny cry that escaped the new born baby’s mouth.
“I don’t think she likes that we’re arguing.” You snickered. “It’s okay, baby. Mommy and Daddy are just teasing each other. We do that a lot.”
“Hey, we never decided on a name.”
“Well, we got down to two – Ella or Rose”
“How about both?” He shrugged, looking at the baby. “Ella Rose.”
You looked down at your daughter and smiled from ear to ear. “Ella Rose,” you repeated softly. “It’s perfect.”
Nurses came and stopped by every couple of minutes and then every couple of hours. Sebastian watched in awe as your breastfed the baby. It was all so fascinating to him; how a woman’s body could do so much for another human being.
“You haven’t held her yet.” You yawned.
“Here.” You moved your arms closer to Sebastian’s. “I want to take a nap. You two need to have some bonding time too, you know?”
Sebastian looked down at Ella and pursed his lips. Sure, he had held babies before. They weren’t all newborn babies, but they were definitely babies. But this was different. This was his child. His first born child. It was different without a doubt.
“Huh?” He looked at his you. “What?”
“Here.” you scooted closer to him, “Hold her.”
He looked at you for a second before looking down at the baby once more. He placed his arms out and you gently passed her over into his arms. Sebastian’s eyes widened at how light she was. Everything about her was so fragile.
“Wake me up if you need anything.”
He looked down at his arms again and smiled. She was perfect if perfect existed. He looked over at you and noticed that you were already out. He got up from the bed and slowly walked over to the chair in the room to let you sleep more comfortably.
“Hi,” he whispered. “It’s me, your dad.” He furrowed his brows and sighed, “Oh, man. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
The baby sneezed in his arms causing him to jump and the baby to begin to cry. He immediately began bouncing her in his arms gently cooing that everything was okay; that he had her and nothing bad would ever happen to her as long as he was around.
Sebastian’s heart fluttered at the sight of Ella’s tiny mouth turning upward after he finished talking. He was sure she didn’t understand a word he had said, but he made her smile. He leaned down and kissed her soft forehead.
“Everything I do is for you and your mom, Ella. I’m always going to be here for you even when you’re a rebellious teenage who wants nothing to do with her parents. I’ll be there for you when life gets tough and you feel like nothing in the world is going right for you.”
He stopped and looked up to get a look at you. You were still out like a light. He smiled to himself and rested against the back of the chair.
“I love you, Ella. You’re one of the best things that’s ever happened to me.”