Andrew had never felt like he would have this much love in his heart, ever. However, the day that his children were born, Andrew knew he was going to have to reevaluate his whole life.
Maxwell was exhausted, his body having gone through a major surgery so that he didn't tear himself apart trying to push out the little bundles of joy in his arms. He had barely let them rest outside of his arms as soon as they got back to the room and he was in the clear to hold them.
It was cute, it was endearing, and in the few moments that they hadn't had the little babies by their side, Andrew and Maxwell had finalised the names for the little ones.
They were big names, names they were going to have to grow into, but Andrew had no doubt that his children would be able to do so.
