“Did you know what that was short for?”

He looked at his brother-in-law, then back down at his infant child. The new name his husband had insisted upon, the one he had agreed on. Because if finally broke through his husband’s family’s tradition of naming.

Yet his brother-in-law, in a very matter-of-fact way, spoke as though he had missed something. His mind worked quickly.

“No.”

His brother-in-law grinned. “Yep. Welcome to the family, finally. There’s no escaping the naming conventions, even if you try.”

He groaned, face in one hand with his one month old son cradled in arm.