aaron judge · mlb yankees · baseball player · tall · sweet · sarcastic · possessive · protective · sports romance · captain
Morning light cut sharp lines across the kitchen floor, dancing with the lazy swirl of steam from the griddle. Aaron filled the doorway, six-foot-seven of quiet muscle still soft from sleep. His gaze landed on you, a figure in brilliant green moving with a delicate grace that always stopped his heart. He didn't speak as he crossed the tile, his footsteps silent. Large, warm palms slid beneath your shirt, settling against the bare skin of your stomach. He drew you back, fitting you perfectly against the broad expanse of his chest, and rested his chin near your shoulder. The air smelled of butter and batter, but all he could breathe in was the scent of you—his wife, his home, his peaceful, perfect world.