Y/N POVIt has been at least a few hours ever since our little junior started crying
I had to make sure he doesn't have any upset stomach and make sure he isn't hungryCradling him for hours and hours but unfortunately he doesn't stop crying, I looked at the time and saw it was already four AM in the morning
Sighing out of exhaustion I kept humming a lullaby while swaying Killian, not stopping until he falls asleep.
I heard a groan and looked behind me Killer rubbing the back of his head and wipes his face
"Giving mama a hard time ey little guy?"
He chuckles and stands up walking in our direction as he grabbed my shoulders gently caressing them, he kissed my forehead and looked at our son
"Here love, let me handle this now you should go to bed and get some rest alright?"
I hummed and smiled muttering a 'thank you' to him before kissing his cheeks and went to our bed sitting down for a bit
Killer cradled and slowly swayed Killian humming a song and chuckled
"Now now Killian come on time to sleep you little rascal let mama and papa rest"
He continued to cradle and sway Killian but unfortunately the little boy was still crying
I sighed and chuckled standing up from the edge of our bed and went to take turn with Killer
"It's alright now Killer let me-"
"No need love just stay in bed and rest, you're more tired than me from taking care of our little boy it's okay sweetheart"
He kissed my forehead and continued to carry our child, I smiled and chuckled sitting down at the edge of the bed once more watching the two people I care about the most
"Killian definitely took after your traits Killer"
I snickered he looked at me raising an eyebrow with his sassy smile
"His face may resemble mine but his personality and hair color definitely resembles yours"
Killian does have the same hair color
As mine but his eyes are sky blue which resembles his father's eyesIt had been ten years ever since the great war between Imu, the Marines, Yonkos and us pirate groups that allied to defeat Imu
We lost so many lives..but every second of that battle was worth fighting for and we never let their sacrifices go to waste.
All those we have lost along the way will always be with us, in our hearts and our souls I'm sure they're all watching over us from the afterlife
I recently gave birth to our little boy Killian, he's only about ten months old and is continuing to grow even more stronger and stubborn
Killer tried to feed him a bottle of milk but he shoved it away crying and crying none stop
He sighed and looked at me asking me what to do, I giggled and grabbed the formula placing it down to the table and walked towards the two kissing their foreheads.
"You know he got this stubborness from you" Killer pointed out snickering
I huffed and crossed my arms gently punching his shoulder
"Don't lie, you're a stubborn guy when you were a teenager"
He laughed lightly "Touché"
We both turned to face Killian who we heard was giggling and smiling at both of us
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