Jane had been born a little over a month ago and though there were bags under his eyes from lack of proper sleep, Ted was over the moon. He loved being a dad already despite being tired and worn to the bone already. He wouldn't give it up for the world. Some nights he'd be up throughout the entirety of it just holding a sleeping Jane because he didn't wanna lay her down. Emma would playfully scold him about it reminding him that he needed rest too, but he just... he loved that little girl. He didn't want to waste a minute of being able to hold her and that's what made going back to work all that more dreadful. He knew Emma would be okay taking care of Jane, especially with his mother coming over to assist. But he was partially jealous of it. He wanted to be home, he wanted to be taking care of her. Fuck CCRP.
He tried not to hold that resentment when he came into work that day-- walking in with a cup of coffee already in hand and bags present under dark hues. He looked tired, but he glowing nonetheless. It was hard not to be. He hated being in the office, but he knew as soon as the day was over he'd be back home with his girls. He just had to get through his day and be as patient with it as he could be being so tired. He nodded his head here or there with a small grin when he was welcomed back, some even congratulating him. Mr. Davidson had stopped him on his entry to ask how the new life was treating him and Ted had commented he couldn't be happier. Because it was true, he wasn't sure he could top how he felt and he'd married a dream girl.
When he reached his office space he pushed open the door and stepped in, setting down his coffee and slumping his shoulders slightly with a sigh. God, this sucked. He shifted to pull his phone from his pocket, lifting it so the screen would light up and show the lock screen of Emma and Jane. He was a bit pathetic about it, wasn't he?
Ted turned, head looking over his shoulder first then spinning fully until he could face Bill head on. He spotted the gift bag in his hand and felt his brows pinch together slightly before lifting his gaze back to his face. He listened with a skeptical look at first before relaxing the expression when the bag was offered. He took it and before it could even be properly glimpsed at, Bill was stating what it was. In a flash Ted's expression softened considerably, lips twitching at the corners with a smile. He shifted the tissue paper slightly to look in at the shoes, chest tightening with a squeeze of warmth. "Bill," he started, frame turning to set the bag down before he was looking back at his coworker and newfound friend, "I don't know what to say." Thank you, is a good start! "Thanks, buddy," he rested his hands onto his hips, resisting the urge to be too forward and pull him in for a grateful hug. "I'm sure they will, she's still pretty small," he chuckled lightly, "This was really nice of you to do. Really. I appreciate it. Emma'll love them too. We've been too sleep deprived to consider much beyond onesies."
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