Blow Ye Winds Over the Ocean ~~ [Tonnie]
@ugly-anastasia
It had been less than twelve hours since they gotten home to Swynlake, Tom dropping Annie off at her house and then driving the rest of the way home with Levi sleeping soundly in the backseat.
Once he’d pulled into the driveway, John and Phil had run out of the house, the dogs barking after them. They had questions and things to say, all which had been quieted when Tom opened the back door of the truck and pulled out Levi’s car seat. The baby, awakened by the dogs and the talking, started to cry again--and didn’t stop, it felt like.
Tom had been looking forward to coming home and falling face first into his mattress, having forgotten that Levi was still a newborn baby. Never having dealt with a newborn baby before. It took all three of them to figure out the diaper situation. (They could do it! But...it was harder in practice than in theory. An angry, squirmy redfaced baby was hard to wrestle.) And Tom had to face time Hera to figure out how to manage formula.
Once he’d somehow (honestly, he wasn’t sure how because he was pretty sure he fell asleep halfway through doing it) managed to get Levi to drink a bottle and sleep for a few minutes, he’d finally crawled into bed.
And then Levi cried again.
So the night had gone. And after four days of little to no sleep, Tom felt like he was going to collapse. But, he’d told Annie they’d talk in the morning and that was what they were going to do.
Tom had dressed Levi (another wrestling match that almost had Tom in tears because he was just so bloody tired and also sure by this point his son hated him, otherwise why would he be making this so difficult) and now they sat, Levi laying next to him on a blanket on the couch, Tom with a hand on his stomach, nodding off again by the time the knock sounded at the door.
The dogs barked. The baby started crying. Tom jerked awake, cursed under his breath, then felt guilty for cursing. He scooped up the baby, still awkward, still unsure. “Aye, dinnae fash,” he tried to tell the baby, but Levi wasn’t listening to him. Tom answered the door and nodded to Annie, turning on his heel and making a beeline back to the couch, collapsing down onto it, Levi cradled between his thighs as he ran a hand over his face and through his hair.
“Er, hello--” he finally said once they’d sat down.
[outfit] [levi’s outfit uwu]