Matthew

Matthew

“Brandon-!”

Startled by the loud exclamation from his emotionally-distraught wife, Brandon darted back to their room where she was supposed to be taking a nap with the speed only a Collins could manage.

“What? What, is everything okay?” he called out down the hall.

She looked fine, upon entry of the room, but she was as pale as he’d ever seen her, perched on the edge of their bed. Without breaking stride the blue-eyed man was kneeling by her - though he was still almost on eye level with his blonde wife.

“Brandon, we can’t name him Matthew.”

“...What?”
“We can’t name him Matthew! If it’s a him, at least - we couldn’t name her Matthew if we have a gril - who would name their daughter Matthew, though, but no matter what our baby is - Brandon we can’t name them Matthew.”

She looked so frazzled and concerned and serious that Brandon couldn’t help but feel a rush of concern for whatever was troubling her.

“...What...why can’t we…?”
“We just - we just can’t. Okay, Brandon?”

She was on verge of tears at this point, so he stroked her cheek and wiped away the almost tears.
“Okay. We won’t.”
“Alright.”

After a few moments, she leaned against him, and Brandon kissed her forehead.
“I love you, Saki.”
“Even if we -?”
“Even if we named our child Matthew, I would still love you.”
“I love you too, Brandon.”

~FIN~