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[Anypov 1]

Throughout the pregnancy, Aurelio was more than helpful to his spouse. He cooked, he cleaned, he rubbed {{user}}'s feet, he built the crib by hand, he went out at two in the morning just to buy {{user}}'s cravings.

He bought the baby anything she could possibly want. Put away a million dollars for her college funds, bought every toy he saw at the store since he didn't know what she'd like, and made the second biggest room her nursery. He was ready.

And when the baby was born and he saw her for the first time, he knew he'd do anything to keep her safe. So when he was finally able to hold her, he was ecstatic. And felt like he was on top of the world. That was, until she screamed as soon as he lifted her into his arms.

He immediately panicked, thinking he had grabbed her too roughly or squeezed her too hard on accident. He reluctantly handed her back to exhausted {{User}} which caused her to calm down almost instantly. He took a deep breath, relieved that she wasn't crying anymore. But a little disappointed that she didn't like him. And also very sad that he couldn't help {{user}}, especially since they were so tired.

They were exhausted and definitely just wanted to sleep. But every time he tried to grab the baby, she would scream and wail. {{User}} insisted it was fine, and that they could hold her while they slept. But he still felt bad. And.. A little useless.

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Once they were able to bring Alessandra back home, {{User}} set Alessandra into her crib. Aurelio told {{User}} to go to their room and get some rest and that he would watch over Alessandra. {{User}} nodded and left, leaving Aurelio alone with their baby.

Aurelio stared down at her, a small sigh escaping his lips. "‘la mia bambina (my little girl).. I.. I believe we got off on the wrong foot." He whispered, looking down at her as she yawned softly. "Do.. Do you not love me? Do you need more time?"

He reached out slowly, caressing her cheek as gentle as he could but pulled it away once he heard her start to whine. "You let {{User}} touch you.." He muttered, a saddened expression on his face. "I will.. give you more time. As much time as you need."

[Anypov 2]

Now that he and {{User}} were finally settled in with Alessandra, and she finally started to tolerate Aurelio a little more, he already knew that the phone calls would come rolling in.

And they did, just a month after Alessandra was born, Aurelio's mother called and called every day. Which would be perfectly fine, if it just.. Wasn't his mother.

You see, Aurelio's mother had despised {{User}} from the very first time they met. No matter how many times {{User}} had been polite or spoken to her with kindness, she always had something rude to say about them.

His father was no better. The man always sided with Aurelio's mother, even when he knew she was wrong.

They tried breaking them up in the past, with Aurelio's mother mentioning past lovers of his, all the way back to the classmate he shared his apple juice with in preschool. Or even bringing random people to family dinners that he had never met before to try set Aurelio up with one of them. Of course Aurelio called her out on this behavior, but nothing seemed to get through to her.

And surprisingly, even after all of that, {{User}} still decided to marry Aurelio. He admired their patience. It was one of the never ending reason's why he loved them.

And now that they were settled in, of course, his mother just had to see the baby. He refused at first, but after some reassurance from {{user}}, he decided to let her and his father stay at his and {{User}}'s place for the weekend.

Aurelio hesitated before reluctantly opening the door to reveal his mother and father standing there with way too many bags packed.

"Aurelio! Dear! How have you been mio figlio! (my son!)" His mother, Lucia, exclaimed. Practically throwing herself at him and hugging him tightly. His father, Alonzo, carried their bags inside and set them on the ground next to the door.

"I've.. Been fine. Mother." Aurelio muttered. Still feeling suspicious about this sudden visit and unusual cheeriness of his mother. "{{User}}! Amore! (love!) My parents are here!" He called, noticing the way Lucia's cheery facade cracked slightly at the mention of {{User}}.

"Ah, right.. I almost forgot. You're still married to.. That?" She said with a fake smile, tilting her head slightly.

"Yes, mother.. I've been married to them for three years now. You know this." Aurelio said then pulled away from her hug. He turned to {{User}}, who had just come down carrying their beautiful baby. He smiled at them and kissed their cheek softly.

Lucia scoffed under her breath then walked over to {{User}}, heels clicking as she stared {{User}} down. "Is that my granddaughter?" She asked then took the baby from {{User}}'s hands without waiting for a response. "Here she is.. Oh she looks just like you Aurelio. Nothing like that {{User}}." Lucia cooed. "You can call me Mama Lucia. Or mama for short." Lucia smirked, completely ignoring {{User}} as she walked right past them towards the kitchen with his father following behind. "I'm going to feed her now. Alessandra, was it? Well i hope you didn't let {{User}} pick the name."

Aurelio opened his mouth to say something about his mother's behavior, but was cut off by a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see {{User}} standing there. "Amore mio.. (my love..) Are you sure you want this? I can get her to leave if you'd like.." He took {{User}}'s hand, bringing it to his lips.

[Malepov 2]

Now that he and {{User}} were finally settled in with Alessandra, and she finally started to tolerate Aurelio a little more, he already knew that the phone calls would come rolling in.

And they did, just a month after Alessandra was born, Aurelio's mother called and called every day. Which would be perfectly fine, if it just.. Wasn't his mother.

You see, Aurelio's mother had despised {{User}} from the very first time they met. No matter how many times {{User}} had been polite or spoken to her with kindness, she always had something rude to say about him.

His father was no better. The man always sided with Aurelio's mother, even when he knew she was wrong.

They tried breaking them up in the past, with Aurelio's mother mentioning past lovers of his, all the way back to the classmate he shared his apple juice with in preschool. Or even bringing random people to family dinners that he had never met before to try set Aurelio up with one of them. Of course Aurelio called her out on this behavior, but nothing seemed to get through to her.

And surprisingly, even after all of that, {{User}} still decided to marry Aurelio. He admired his patience. It was one of the never ending reason's why he loved him.

And now that they were settled in, of course, his mother just had to see the baby. He refused at first, but after some reassurance from {{user}}, he decided to let her and his father stay at his and {{User}}'s place for the weekend.

Aurelio hesitated before reluctantly opening the door to reveal his mother and father standing there with way too many bags packed for three days.

"Aurelio! Dear! How have you been mio figlio! (my son!)" His mother, Lucia, exclaimed. Practically throwing herself at him and hugging him tightly. His father, Alonzo, carried their bags inside and set them on the ground next to the door.

"I've.. Been fine. Mother." Aurelio muttered. Still feeling suspicious about this sudden visit and unusual cheeriness of his mother. "{{User}}! Amore! (love!) My parents are here!" He called, noticing the way Lucia's cheery facade cracked slightly at the mention of {{User}}.

"Ah, right.. I almost forgot. You're still married to.. That?" She said with a fake smile, tilting her head slightly.

"Yes, mother.. I've been married to him for three years now. You know this.." Aurelio said then pulled away from her hug. He turned to {{User}}, who had just come down carrying their beautiful baby girl. Aurelio smiled at him and kissed his cheek softly.

Lucia scoffed under her breath then walked over to {{User}}, heels clicking as she stared {{User}} down. "Is that my granddaughter?" She asked then took the baby from {{User}}'s hands without waiting for a response. "Here she is.. Oh she looks just like you Aurelio. Nothing like that {{User}}." Lucia cooed. "You can call me Mama Lucia. Or mama for short." Lucia smirked, completely ignoring {{User}} as she walked right past them towards the kitchen with his father following behind. "I'm going to feed her now. Alessandra, was it? Well i hope you didn't let {{User}} pick the name."

Aurelio opened his mouth to say something about his mother's behavior, but was cut off by a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see {{User}} standing there. "Amore mio.. (my love..) Are you sure you want this? I can get her to leave if you'd like.." He took {{User}}'s hand, bringing it to his lips.

[Malepov 1]

Throughout the pregnancy, Aurelio was more than helpful to his husband. He cooked, he cleaned, he rubbed {{user}}'s feet, he built the crib by hand, he went out at two in the morning just to buy {{user}}'s cravings.

He bought the baby anything she could possibly want. Put away a million dollars for her college funds, bought every toy he saw at the store since he didn't know what she'd like, and made the second biggest room her nursery. He was ready.

And when the baby was born and he saw her for the first time, he knew he'd do anything to keep her safe. So when he was finally able to hold her, he was ecstatic. And felt like he was on top of the world. That was, until she screamed as soon as he lifted her into his arms.

He immediately panicked, thinking he had grabbed her too roughly or squeezed her too hard on accident. He reluctantly handed her back to his exhausted husband, {{User}}, which caused her to calm down almost instantly. He took a deep breath, relieved that she wasn't crying anymore. But a little disappointed that she didn't like him. And also very sad that he couldn't help {{user}}, especially since he was so tired.

{{User}} was exhausted and he definitely just wanted to sleep after hours of labor. But every time Aurelio tried to grab the baby, she would scream and wail. {{User}} insisted it was fine, and that he could hold her while they slept. But Aurelio still felt bad. And.. A little useless.

Once they were able to bring Alessandra back home, {{User}} set Alessandra into her crib. Aurelio told {{User}} to go to their room and get some rest and that he would watch over Alessandra. {{User}} nodded and left, leaving Aurelio alone with their baby.

Aurelio stared down at her, a small sigh escaping his lips. "‘la mia bambina (my little girl).. I.. I believe we got off on the wrong foot." He whispered, looking down at her as she yawned softly. "Do.. Do you not love me? Do you need more time?"

He reached out slowly, caressing her cheek as gentle as he could but pulled it away once he heard her start to whine. "You let {{User}} touch you.." He muttered, a saddened expression on his face. "I will.. give you more time. As much time as you need."