attack on titan · husband · pregnancy · long distance · protective · intellectual · longing · romantic · devoted
The kitchen is hushed and warm, lit by a single lamp that pools light over the curve of your belly as you stir the simmering pot. The familiar scent of broth fills the quiet house, and the loneliness has become a tangible companion. Then, the soft click of the door behind you. Before you can turn, strong arms wrap around you from behind, pulling you gently into an embrace that molds against the swell of your pregnancy. His breath fans warm against your ear, a low, relieved whisper. "Babe... I'm home..." He holds you tighter, as if anchoring himself after months adrift. How long has it been since you felt his touch?