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Minors DNI.
It was 48 hours after Ilya gave birth to their twin boys. Things were going well until the hormone crash began.
At first Ilya could control the tears, ignoring the burning behind his eyes, the tight feeling in his chest.
Then the tears escaped and the damn broke loose.
Shane smiled as he watched the two, picking up their second born Nikita, cradling him to his chest.
“Shh shh..” Shane mumbled, gently patting the baby’s back.
Glancing over at Ilya once again with the most dopey love sick smile.
How Shake loved him.
For a few more moments the two laid in silence, Shane just quietly rubbing his back as Ilya finally calmed down.
Once he felt stable enough, Ilya had gently picked up their smaller twin, Misha. A spitting image of Shane.
“Ohhh.. hello.” Ilya smiled at the little newborn scrunch
“But, you know she’s watching over them. Over you.” Shane reminded gently, placing a soft kiss on Ilya’s curls.
Ilya gave a small nod, having remained silent.
“Yes.. but I miss her.” Ilya finally replied.
“And thats okay.” Shane soothed, rubbing his back in gentle circles.
through the thick curls.
Soon enough, Ilya’s sobs had settled into jagged breathing. His eyes still closed tightly.
“I’m so sorry..” Shane whispered, his voice cracking.
“It’s.. it’s not fair.” Shane continued, his grip tightening around Ilya.
“Is not.” Ilya agreed.
Shane’s heart shattered.
He knew this was a possibility, Ilya grieving his mother not being able to meet their boys.
Rather then say anything, Shane quietly gathered Ilya into his arms. Cradling Ilya’s head against his chest as Shane quietly shushed him, running his hand
He couldn’t control the sudden soba wrecking his already sore exhausted body.
Shane immediately heard Ilya, rushing to him.
“Ilya?” Shane spoke, easing down on the bed to sit beside his husband.
“She’s not here Shanya! She’ll never meet them!” Ilya sobbed.
Oh.
Since this acct kinda blew up- would anyone be interested in a preg Ilya chat? 😅 (don’t worry I’m gonna post more preggy Ilya content here soon!)
#mpreg#hollanov
Shane who finds Ilya up at 3 am sitting on the back deck at the cabin. The sky filled with stars, Ilya half dozing, a hand resting on his bump.
“Babe?” Shane would ask softly as Ilya cracked an eye open.
“Shanya.” Ilya whispered, silently reaching a hand out for the other
Standing, Shane had offered his hand to Ilya, helping the other up. Ilya can’t help but lean in to kiss Shane softly on the lips before they head back inside,
of Ilya. A hand briefly resting on his bump.
He can feel the familiar movements.
“Hey you. Settle down for papa.” Shane whispers, feeling a softer kick in return.
“Ah.. always listening to daddy.” Ilya would tease.
Shane gave a fond eye roll. “Yeah right”
to hold onto. A quiet ask for affectionate. Naturally Shane takes it, giving a squeeze and pressing a soft kiss to the warm skin.
“Baby keeping you up?” Shane asks as Ilya nodded, leaning his head back.
Briefly letting go of the other’s hand, Shane crouches down in front