Warning: ABO dynamics, Mpreg, babies, FLUFF SO MUCH FLUFF. Embarrassing amounts.
The twins came nearly a month earlier than expected. Turning what was supposed to be an end of January birth into one that happened in the early morning hours of December 31.
Later in the evening, as the clock crept closer to midnight, Castiel woke up to a hospital room that didn’t smell of sterile disinfectant but instead like safe newborns and a pleased, content Alpha.
It was an aroma that he wanted to stay wrapped in. Wanted to do everything in his power to make sure when he and his family all left this place tomorrow, that their home would always be enveloped in it.
Carefully moving his sore body around on the uncomfortable hospital mattress, Castiel was met with a sight far superior to the wonderful scent that woke him out of his exhausted slumber. Watching the moment with tired eyes, a small smile stretched Castiel’s lips.
Cain was propped in the sleep chair next to the bed. Eyes closed and his grey streaked hair fanned out against the back of the recliner. Their two pups laying against his shirtless chest, their small bodies similarly uncovered except for cloth diapered bottoms. Tiny fingers clutching at the thick hair on Cain’s chest as they both sleepily took in the scent of their Alpha father. His rough, work-worn hands holding steadfast against the soft skin of the infants’ backs.
“You should be sleeping.” Cain’s voice was low amongst the beeps of the machines as he tilted his head in Castiel’s direction.
“I could say the same of you.” Castiel countered; pushing the button that lifted the head of the bed and carefully maneuvering into a seated position.
Cain responded with a weary smile while his long fingers brushed soothingly over the dark hair of their newborns. “The pups needed skin to skin contact and you needed rest more than me.”
“I’m awake now, so why don’t we switch for awhile.” Castiel offered while gently shifting the hospital gown off his shoulders.
“Alright.” The Alpha agreed with a nod, cradling the newborns tightly to him as stood and made his way to his mate’s side.
Castiel reached out and took Grace from Cain’s arms first. She made a displeased noise that threatened to devolve into full out crying until she was tucked to Castiel’s chest. The smell of her Omega father immediately calming the pup as she snuffled at his bare skin.
Elijah, not nearly as grumpy, flung a tiny arm over his sister’s back as Cain placed him against Castiel.
Once the pup’s were situated Castiel leaned into the fingers that Cain gently threaded through his hair as the clock struck 12.
“Happy New Year, dearest one.” Cain said, bending over to place a kiss on Castiel’s lips.
“Happy New Year.” Castiel agreed as the room filled even more with the happy scent of their family.