[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: On the way to the Hospital
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

[color=mediumspringgreen] “You won’t mess it up, babes. A cup or a pot or whatever else you drop in the sink doesn’t really matter. We can replace those. But when you really care, you do great. Look at us. You love me and you haven’t messed up. You won’t mess up with our son, babes. You’ve got this.”[/color] James reassured Casper, pressing a kiss to his lips before transferring Daniel over gently. 

It looked right, even as Casper stood there a little awkwardly as he tentatively searched for reassurance he was doing it properly. James took a moment to appreciate the love of his life holding their son―God, they were [i]dads[/i] now―and he took a shaky breath as he beamed. [color=mediumspringgreen] “You’re doing great, gorgeous. Keep his head cushioned and supported since he can’t hold it up on his own for now.[/color] James pulled out his phone and took a quick picture, setting it as his background before slipping the device back in his pocket. [color=mediumspringgreen] “I think there’s going to be a lot of photos in the future.”[/color] James laughed, heart lighter than it had been in a long time, and continued towards the hospital.