It's a little bit funny how much life can change in a nine month span. You didn't even have time to blink and your little bundle of joy was in the world. Deemed a healthy baby boy, you close your eyes as the most unironic of tears slip past your shades.
"Karkat..." You lean down and kiss your husband's forehead, "Karkat, he's perfect."
The man in question is tearing up a little bit as the small cries of a newborn fill the room. The baby boy is quickly wrapped up and handed over to you. At this moment, you've never felt so proud in all your life. You kneel slight so Karkat can get a look at the now whimpering infant.
"Dave, he has your eyes." Karkat's own brown colored eyes fill with tears yet again. Taking a closer look, you note the baby's stunning red eyes and snow pale skin. It's hair was a deep shade of brown, nearly black, just like Karkat's. He stares up at you with those cherry eyes, wondering.
"Hi, baby boy." You smile softly, taking his tiny hand in your own. He coos lightly, eyes still fixated on you. You pull up a chair and sit down, "Hey, welcome to the world, finally." You smirk, rocking him slowly. The baby grunts lightly when he hears a soft sigh from Karkat.
"That's daddy over there," You lift the baby up so he can see, "He can be real angry at times, but you learn to love him."
Karkat rolls his eyes at you, then finally sighs, "He's gonna need a name." He closes his eyes tiredly, but smiles.
"What did you have in mind?" You move your chair closer to his bed.
"I was thinking..." he trails off now.
"Yeah?"
"Of naming him after his dad." Karkat smiled softly, "Named after someone strong, talented, kind hearted..."
For the umpteenth time that day, tears came to your eyes.
At 9:39am, June 5th 2014, David Jacob Strider was born.