The newlyweds stood before the grand gates of Stolas's old mansion, now officially their home. The towering structure loomed against Hell's ominous crimson sky, its gothic architecture shimmering faintly in the twilight. Y/N adjusted his grip on Orion, who was bundled snugly in a soft blanket. The infant let out a small coo, staring wide-eyed at the mansion.

Y/N: (nervously clutching Octavia's arm) "It feels... strange, doesn't it? Coming back here, but knowing it's ours now?"

Octavia: (gently smiling up at him) "A little. But... it's different now. It's for us. A place to call home—for Orion too."

Orion gurgled softly, as if in agreement, his tiny hand reaching out toward Octavia. She leaned in, letting him grasp her finger, her nerves easing as she gazed at him.

Octavia: (quietly) "This is our beginning."

Y/N gave her a reassuring squeeze and nudged the gate open. Together, they stepped into the mansion. It still held traces of Stolas's elegance, but Octavia's personal touches were already evident—paintings of stars and constellations she loved, along with the cozy corners she had claimed as her own.

Y/N: (looking around as Orion coos) "It feels...nice."

Octavia smiled, leaning her head on his shoulder. The couple shared a quiet moment as they imagined all the memories they would make in their new home.

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The nursery was softly lit, a warm glow from a small lamp casting gentle shadows across the room. Y/N and Octavia stood over Orion's crib, watching as their son blinked up at them with his wide, curious eyes. His little face scrunched up, and before they could even lay him down fully, his tiny hands reached out toward them, his lower lip trembling.

Orion: (softly) "Ahhh... ahhh..."

His hands opened and closed in a pleading motion, his big eyes glistening as if on the verge of tears. The sight melted both their hearts instantly.

Y/N: (chuckling softly) "Well, so much for him being tired."

Octavia: (sighing but smiling as she reaches down to pick him up) "How am I supposed to resist that face? You know exactly how to get what you want, don't you, little star?"

Orion cooed happily as she cradled him close, his tiny fingers gripping the edge of her dress as though to keep her from putting him back down. Octavia swayed gently, humming a soft melody she used to hear Stolas sing to her as a child. Y/N watched her with a fond smile, his hands tucked into his pockets as he leaned against the crib.

Y/N: (softly) "You're amazing with him. He already adores you."

Octavia: (glancing at him with a smirk) "He adores us. You're the one who makes him laugh when I can't."

She continued to hum, rocking Orion gently in her arms. His little eyelids began to droop as he nuzzled against her, his earlier distress forgotten in the comfort of his mother's embrace. Y/N stepped closer, brushing a gentle hand over the baby's soft hair.

Y/N: (whispering) "Sweet dreams, buddy. We'll be right here."

Orion finally gave a soft sigh, his tiny fingers relaxing as he drifted off to sleep. Octavia kissed his forehead before carefully laying him back in the crib. They both lingered for a moment, watching their son sleep peacefully.

Octavia: (quietly, leaning her head against Y/N's shoulder) "I didn't think it was possible to love someone this much."

Y/N: (softly) "Me neither. But here we are."

Y/N and Octavia exchanged a tender glance as they slowly backed away from the crib. Octavia adjusted the blankets around Orion one last time, ensuring he was snug and comfortable. His tiny chest rose and fell in steady, peaceful breaths, the earlier fuss already a distant memory.

Octavia: (whispering) "Sleep tight, little star."

Y/N: (smiling softly) "We'll be here when you wake up."

Careful not to make a sound, the two tiptoed out of the room. Y/N gently turned the knob, easing the door shut just enough to leave a small crack, the soft light from the nursery spilling faintly into the hallway.

Once in the hall, they both let out quiet, relieved sighs and shared a smile.

Y/N: (playfully whispering) "Parenting level: expert."

Octavia: (snickering softly) "Don't jinx it; he might wake up the second we get comfortable."

Y/N chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist as they walked quietly through the house. The sounds of their footsteps were muffled against the carpet, the tranquility of the evening enveloping them. They paused near the living room, where the gentle hum of the night outside was the only thing breaking the silence.

Y/N: (kissing her temple) "You're incredible, you know that?"

Octavia: (leaning into him) "So are you. We're a good team."

Hand in hand, they moved toward the couch, finally ready to enjoy a peaceful moment together while their little one slept soundly in the next room.

Y/N and Octavia settled on the plush couch, the dim light of the room creating a cozy, intimate atmosphere. Octavia tucked her legs beneath her and leaned into Y/N, her head resting comfortably against his chest. Y/N instinctively wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. He let out a contented sigh, his thumb tracing slow, soothing circles against her arm.

Y/N: (softly) "It's nice to relax for a bit."

Octavia: (smiling) "It really is... but I kind of already miss him."

Y/N: "You're already...mom-ing hard?"

Octavia: (mock-defensive, nudging him) "Says the dad who spent an hour making sure the crib was at the 'perfect angle' to the window."

Y/N shrugged.

Y/N: "I'm dedicated."

Octavia giggled softly, her hand resting over his heart. For a while, they stayed like that, soaking in the warmth of each other's presence, the outside world feeling distant and irrelevant.

Octavia: (murmuring) "I love this... you, me, Orion. Feels perfect."

Y/N: (kissing the top of her head) "It is perfect. I love you, Octavia."

Octavia tilted her face up toward his, her mismatched eyes glimmering in the soft light.

Octavia: (smiling) "I love you too."

She leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. When they parted, they nestled back into each other, the rhythm of their breathing syncing. Y/N pulled a soft blanket over them, cocooning them in warmth as Octavia's hand rested on his chest, right where his heart beat steadily.

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