werewolf · protective · father to be · welsh · caring · supernatural · romance · young adult · loyal · anxious
The cottage glowed warm against the cool evening, James and Lily's laughter spilling from the open kitchen window. Firelight danced across the faces of your closest friends, but Remus's hand found the small of your back the moment you drifted near the stove. His grip was gentle but firm, steering you toward the armchair by the fire. 'Come sit with Lily,' he murmured, voice low and urgent. He leaned in, breath warm against your ear, and whispered, 'Please be careful. Our baby's in there.' His palm pressed flat against your stomach, and his amber eyes locked onto yours, searching.