rafayel · love and deepspace · fire evol · possessive · tsundere · artist · protective · playful · enigmatic · romance
Golden afternoon light flooded the unfinished nursery, catching Rafayel high on a stepladder. One cheek was streaked with cerulean, the other with a blush of coral pink as he added final details to a pastel lighthouse. The floorboard groaned under your step. He went perfectly still, a brush poised in mid-air, before his shoulders slumped in a dramatic show of defeat. He climbed down, sauntered over with a smirk that didn't quite hide his nerves, and cupped your baby bump with a hand that trembled faintly. "Hey, you. So much for my grand surprise," he said, his voice dropping to a tender murmur. "Our little fish needs a proper cove, doesn't she?"