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Perfect little family (Dami/Jon)

Slight alpha/omega mention.

Damian's POV

The last few hours had been tense and stressful, draining my body and soul as I was forced to wait in anticipation for what would happen next.

The pain I felt coming from Jon was almost unbearable. Especially as his Alpha, feeling his pain through the whole process and just doing my best to give him moral support.

I thought a few times I would lose him and so did the Drs, making me wish we hadn't decided to go through with any of this at all and feeling so torn about the whole situation.

We have talked about this since we got married almost 3 years ago. At that time I knew I wasn't ready for anything like this. Not mentally anyway.

But as we talked more and more and as Jon expressed how much he really did want this, I came to agree that I did want it too.

So, nine months after getting a positive test back, I was holding our beautiful baby girl in my arms, feeling tears run down my cheeks as I stared at her.

She was perfect in every way. From her ten little fingers and toes, to her tan skin and the mop of black hair on her head. I only hoped she'd have Jon's eyes.

She was sound asleep with one little hand gripped around my finger, tightly. I wouldn't be surprised at all if she had inherited the Kent super strength with how she seemed to beat up her daddy in the womb.

The times she kept his up at night kicking her little feat to a rhythm of her own and the times I could feel her moving around inside him and I caressed his stomach would be missed.

But nothing beats this right here. This quiet moment just holding her close to me and finding myself lost in thought.

I couldn't help but smile when her nose scrunched up and she made a soft nose, slowly stretching her arms and legs out before settling back down into my embrace, completely content in my arms.

My heart has never felt this full before. No matter how many ultrasounds and sonograms we did, seeing her finally in person was like nothing I'd ever experienced before.

Pure perfection.

When I heard Jon stirring, I looked over at him, gently laying a hand on his as he woke up. "Dami?" He looked a little disoriented and his eyes looked hazy.

"I'm here, beloved. Everything's okay now. We have a beautiful and healthy baby girl." I slowly stood from my seat to sit on the edge of his hospital bed, lowering my arms to show her to him.

He moved a hang up groggily and touched her head, smiling sleepy as his eyes welled up with tears. "She's beautiful." He sniffled and moved his hand down to hold hers.

"I really made that?" I couldn't help but chuckle and nodded. "Yes, beloved. She's perfectly healthy and perfectly ours." He sniffled again, looking up at me with a huge smile.

I leaned down and kissed his head. "Do you feel up to holding her? The Dr said skin on skin is the best way to establish a bond." I moved sideways slightly with one knee up on the bed.

He nodded eagerly, slowly and carefully moving so he was sitting up just a little with his head leaned back against a pillow. He was only wearing a gown and I helped him untie it in the front.

As I carefully laid our baby on his chest, her eyes opened and her hands reached out as if she knew exactly who Jon was.

She looked small against him as he held her close, gently cradling her head. In an instant, Jon was crying, just looking down at her with so much love.

I thumbed away his tears and kissed his cheek. "She has your eyes, beloved. Our perfect little Habibi." Jon smiled through his tears, nodding happily at me. "So perfect, Damian."

After a minute, Jon had moved her down to cradle her in his arms as he guided her mouth to his nipple, signing out almost in relief when she immediately started to eat with no issues.

It was a perfect moment. Something I didn't realize I needed so much and I felt strangely guilty for making Jon wait so long for this, but in other ways it was absolutely worth the wait.

"She needs a name." I spoke softly and watched as Jon looked up at me then back down at her, humming softly in thought before smiling widely. "Maya Lois Wayne."

My eyes widened and I couldn't help the huge smile that tugged at my lips. "Maya. That means Princess in Arabic. It's perfect, Jon and I know your mother will love that."

I leaned down again and pulled him into a soft kiss, resting my hand on Maya's head as she ate. "I love you so much, beloved. Both of you."

Jon laughed softly, resting his hand on my cheek. "And we both love you, Dami. So much." He kissed back before pulling away when Maya made a soft noise, stretching out between us and yawning.

I chuckled and kissed her head. "I love you so much, Maya. My beautiful princess." I watched as she fell asleep and just stayed beside Jon, cherishing everything about this moment we had to ourselves.

Everyone would be wanting to see Maya soon, but for now it was just the three of us. A perfect little family.