"Y-Yes, she is." Of course she's perfect. She's Corrigan's. From the very first moment Kurt felt Holly growing within them, she became their sole reason for living, their divine purpose now to bring her into this world and keep her safe within it. Hadn't it been for her, they wouldn't be alive right now. It was to protect her that Kurt did what they did, freeing them both from Miles' clutches, their love for her giving them enough courage and strength. She saved them.
And now they get to watch Corrigan, the man who saved them first, finally meet her. Their perfect daughter. The greatest gift he's ever given them. His face goes all soft when he looks at her, tears welling in his eyes, breath almost catching in the Alpha's throat with wonder as he touches her, achingly gently, fingers so careful against her face. The sight is breathtaking, pride and joy and love surging through Kurt's whole body.
Corrigan will be the perfect father.
Cradled so firmly in his lap, their weak limbs finally able to rest secure in his embrace, Kurt presses forward—mindful of the baby—and kisses the Alpha for the first time in months. Their lips tremble against his, emotion and exhaustion both overwhelming them, but the kiss is no less fierce, searing and heavy with promise. This is it. This is forever. They're never leaving him again.
Never leaving any of them, the rest of the pack approaching the pair timidly then all at once, surrounding the Alpha and their mate. Everyone's crying, caressing them, kissing them, proclaiming their love and relief, crowding Kurt with the most love they've ever felt in their life. They really are home. Holly is home, fearless and protected and safe, surrounded by so much uncompromising love. It feels too good to be true.
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Date: 2024-01-04 01:03 am (UTC)And now they get to watch Corrigan, the man who saved them first, finally meet her. Their perfect daughter. The greatest gift he's ever given them. His face goes all soft when he looks at her, tears welling in his eyes, breath almost catching in the Alpha's throat with wonder as he touches her, achingly gently, fingers so careful against her face. The sight is breathtaking, pride and joy and love surging through Kurt's whole body.
Corrigan will be the perfect father.
Cradled so firmly in his lap, their weak limbs finally able to rest secure in his embrace, Kurt presses forward—mindful of the baby—and kisses the Alpha for the first time in months. Their lips tremble against his, emotion and exhaustion both overwhelming them, but the kiss is no less fierce, searing and heavy with promise. This is it. This is forever. They're never leaving him again.
Never leaving any of them, the rest of the pack approaching the pair timidly then all at once, surrounding the Alpha and their mate. Everyone's crying, caressing them, kissing them, proclaiming their love and relief, crowding Kurt with the most love they've ever felt in their life. They really are home. Holly is home, fearless and protected and safe, surrounded by so much uncompromising love. It feels too good to be true.
They can finally rest.