Once they were home, Sirius hurried to help Papa settle onto the couch. He fluffed the pillows and adjusted the blankets, trying to make Harry as comfortable as possible. "There you go, Papa. Just relax," Sirius said gently.
Harry managed a weak smile and looked up at Sirius. "Thank you, baby," he said softly.
Sirius's eyes softened as he looked at Harry, his worry evident. "I love you, Papa. Love you so much," he said, placing a tender hand on Harry's stomach. "Just take it easy. We'll get you feeling better."
Harry's hand rested over Sirius's, a small, grateful smile on his lips as he closed his eyes, finally allowing himself to rest.