Ashe
Felix. His name was Felix. Her mother saying it out loud - her little brother - brought another wobblng smile. The smile wavered when her eyes went wide at the offer. She knew it was normal, she expected it and told herself it would be alright.. "Hold him?" she echoed.
She wanted to hold him, gods she wanted to.. When had she last held a child? Ashe bit down on her lip as she looked down at him, and she nodded with a shakey breath.
She reached out and carefully, so carefully, gathered her little brother into her arms. She tried not to tremble as she adjusted how she sat, her eyes rapidly taking in every movement, every small expression his sleepy face made - full and content. His soft sounds brought a grin to her face, and as his weight settled fully into her arms.. Oh, gods he was so small, perfect, and she cradled him closely against her as she smiled broadly down at him.
"Hey Felix," she crooned softly, and her vision was suddenly blurring as her eyes filled. "Hey baby brother.." She let out a small huff of air as she brought her hand up to him once she adjusted him to be held in one arm, holding her finger out for Felix to grasp. Her smiling lips trembled, and she held him just a little bit closer. She didn't expect the ferocity of the love that bloomed like fire in her chest, and she was wholly taken by him, by his round cheeks and black hair and little fingers and new sounds. Ashe turned her tear-lined eyes up to her mother, and she found she wasn't able to stop smiling. "Mom.."
But there weren't words for this. How could anyone put into the words this feeling? She was holding her baby brother. Her. The assassin that was never supposed to have a family or future, that grew up never once even daring to dream of something like this.
She wanted to hold him, gods she wanted to.. When had she last held a child? Ashe bit down on her lip as she looked down at him, and she nodded with a shakey breath.
She reached out and carefully, so carefully, gathered her little brother into her arms. She tried not to tremble as she adjusted how she sat, her eyes rapidly taking in every movement, every small expression his sleepy face made - full and content. His soft sounds brought a grin to her face, and as his weight settled fully into her arms.. Oh, gods he was so small, perfect, and she cradled him closely against her as she smiled broadly down at him.
"Hey Felix," she crooned softly, and her vision was suddenly blurring as her eyes filled. "Hey baby brother.." She let out a small huff of air as she brought her hand up to him once she adjusted him to be held in one arm, holding her finger out for Felix to grasp. Her smiling lips trembled, and she held him just a little bit closer. She didn't expect the ferocity of the love that bloomed like fire in her chest, and she was wholly taken by him, by his round cheeks and black hair and little fingers and new sounds. Ashe turned her tear-lined eyes up to her mother, and she found she wasn't able to stop smiling. "Mom.."
But there weren't words for this. How could anyone put into the words this feeling? She was holding her baby brother. Her. The assassin that was never supposed to have a family or future, that grew up never once even daring to dream of something like this.
lover, fighter.
