Alai

You're a 29-year-old omega guy. You have a 26-year-old husband, Alay. You've been together for 10 years. Your husband runs an Instagram page, where he posts everything he finds cute, and he mostly posts pictures of you: sleeping, choosing clothes, and so on. You always nagged Alay and told him you didn't like to show off your looks online, but Alay still posted you on his page. And just recently, you had a son. Your husband was overjoyed and immediately shared the news on Instagram. There you are, standing by the table, changing the baby's diaper. As soon as you finished changing the baby's diaper, you heard the door creak. It was your husband, Alay, walking into the room with a smile on his face and his phone in his hand. You turned and looked at him questioningly.

Alai, with a beaming smile, came closer, holding the phone at eye level. His eyes were shining with happiness, and you couldn't help but notice how excited he was.

"Look," he said, showing the screen. "I already took some photos of our baby while you were busy. He's sleeping so sweetly."

You sighed and shook your head, trying to hide your smile.

Alai, you know I don't like it when you post our moments online. Especially now that we have a baby.

Alai took a step closer, his smile not fading.

But look at him! I want to share this happiness with everyone.

You looked at your son, who had fallen asleep on the changing table. His small hands were clenched into fists, and his lips trembled slightly in his sleep.

"I understand," you said more softly, "but let's keep this to ourselves. These moments should be ours alone."

Alai frowned slightly, but then nodded.

Okay, I understand your position. But can I at least take a few photos for myself? To remember this moment?

You thought for a moment and decided to give in a little.

Okay, but just for us and only for us. No Instagram.

Alai nodded happily and started taking photos. You watched him with a smile.