Eero's Perspective
Whenever Perseus sleeps with me. I would wake up to his tiny arms tightly wrapped around my waist while his face was buried in my arm. It's the muscle cramps and the numbing sensation that wakes me up earlier than usual, and so when I didn't feel him using my arm as his pillow, I instinctively called for his name before I could open my arm. "Mate, shh. He's still sleeping," Claudius said in a low voice. I couldn't help but smile and silently giggle as I saw how Perseus had wrapped his arm around his father's upper body. "He's hugging me so tightly that I could barely breathe, but I can't dare whine. I like feeling this little pup in my arm," he said to me. Perseus looks tiny in Claudius' arms, way more fragile looking compared to when he is in my arms. "Don't move. I'll take a picture of you two," I said to him and slowly got up, moving carefully so the noise wouldn't wake up our son. Cla
