Imagine having a baby with Park and them having to get their first vaccinations. For a man who breaks and resets bones for a living, seeing his baby get their first injections would make him actually crash out
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It really shouldn't have been a big deal, definitely not as big of a deal as Brendon made it out to be.
He's had this day blocked off in his schedule since you found out your due date. Nothing would stop him from being there for his girls.
In all honesty, he expected you to be the one far more anxious, but seeing his baby in the hospital, no matter the context, had his blood pressure skyrocketing.
pacing the room like a caged animal, sitting down only to hold your daughter in his arms while he talks to her, very seriously, about what's about to happen. She doesn't understand a word he's saying, only looks up at her with those big blue eyes, and coos back at him.
Even when the other doctors come in and begin explaining everything to you and Brendon, he holds her tight. When the time comes, you practically have to pry her out of his arms so that they can give her the medicine.
"Are you sure we need to be doing them in the leg? i thought the arm was normal," he frets over her blanket, the way she's lying, the way the doctor speaks to her.
Every little thing is criticized, adjusted, and made perfect.
And when it's over, and his little girl is crying and searching for her daddy, he makes no hesitation in scooping her up and holding her close, shushing her with one hand and handling paperwork with the other, all so he can take both of his girls to the park for a break after that horribly stressful ordeal.
