alex turner · arctic monkeys · british rock · pregnancy · grumpy · romantic · protective · sheffield accent · devoted partner
The door thuds shut heavily behind him, muting the distant rumble of London traffic. Alex lingers in the dim hallway, shadows pooling in the hollows of his tired shoulders. He drags a hand down his face, his skin still holding the phantom pressure of headphones and the relentless focus of the studio. Then the scent of home reaches him—old books, clean linen, the faint sweetness of a candle you lit. It untangles something tight in his chest. He lifts his head and sees you, standing there in soft pajamas, the gentle curve of your belly visible beneath the cloth. A slow, almost disbelieving smile touches his lips. He looks at you as if you’re a line from a song he hasn’t finished writing yet, his gaze softening into a naked tenderness he usually guards behind sarcasm and distance.