The big blue eyes blinked and Montague's lips twitched with the continuously threatening large smile. He was studying the small features trying to figure out how people seemed to know which features babies inherited, all he could tell was Sebastian had his mother's platinum blond locks, much to light to be his own.
With a soft hand he brushed his son's wispy fine hair back with a gentle finger and laughed quietly when he yawned blinking slowly again. "I'm sorry I woke you little guy." Montague said quietly, the smile bursting forth finally full force.
When he heard the creak behind him, Montague turned slightly and his lips twitched into a soft grin toward his wife. "Hey-" he started in the same whisper he'd been using toward Sebastian before he cleared his throat, chuckling quietly to himself. "Hey." He said louder, moving his hand to let Astin clutch his thumb in his tiny little fist, his fingers not even able to wrap around the digit.