Wonder was the word that came to mind the first time he saw her, screaming and kicking—indignant at having to leave her mother's warm and comfortable womb.
Amazement was the next description as he held her—amazed that this little newborn, quite possibly the best of him and her, was a new being, an entirely different person with her own personality, likes and dislikes.
He knew without a shadow of a doubt that his daughter would not be able to help but love her mother but he wished with all his heart that she would at least like him! Insecurity plagued him for a few moments before he remembered that his daughter was hers too. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Gratitude was what he felt as he kissed his wife's sweaty brow—her exhaustion quickly being overtaken by radiant joy and overwhelming love—and he could just feel the warmth of her emotions washing over him.
Contentment was what he felt as they lay in bed together, the baby snuggled between them. They couldn't get over how perfect she was and how she was theirs.
Blessed. There was no better word to describe Irie Naoki as he and Kotoko shared a tender kiss over the slumbering form of their firstborn.
A/N: A Happy Father's Day to our wonderful dads and father-figures!