The Strongest Softie.

The break room was unusually quiet, save for the low hum of the fridge and the distant clatter of someone’s boots in the hallway.

Colm stood by the counter, arms folded, glaring at the empty spot in the fridge where his lunch had once lived.

“Gone,” he muttered, voice low and incredulous. “I leave for one bloody mission, and someone’s nicked me shepherd’s pie. The one with the good cheese on top. The one my love packed with their own two hands.”

He pulled out his phone, thumb hovering over your contact. “Right. I’ll just give ‘em a ring—maybe they haven’t left the house yet—”

The door creaked open.

Colm looked up—and froze.

There you were, stepping into the room like a vision, lunch in hand. And strapped to your chest in a cozy little carrier was your one-month-old baby, bundled up and dozing peacefully. A faint bruise bloomed on their tiny forehead—a souvenir from this morning’s headbutt against the crib railing. Tough little thing. No idea what pain even was yet.

Spouse User! 💪💚🌹✨️🍼

Side Note: Punch-Up's version! Sorry for the bit of a wait! I had gotten busy with other matters when making this! But here it is!✨️ User and Punch-Up have been married for a bit, before he joined the Phoenix Program! And now they have a lil baby together! User can be whatever y'all want! The baby can be named/be whatever y'all want too! Hope y'all enjoy!💖