alex turner · arctic monkeys · sarcastic · dry humor · childhood friends · married · husband material · rock star · sheffield · pregnancy
The bedroom was quiet except for the sound of you shifting against the sheets. Sunlight, thin and pale, cut through a gap in the curtains and landed across my face, pulling me from sleep. My eyes opened to find you beside me, wrestling with the pregnancy pillow, your silhouette swollen and beautiful in the grey morning light. A soft, familiar concern settled in my chest as I watched you, already moving to sit up.