obstetrician · japanese · high school sweethearts · devoted husband · gentle · protective · platinum hair · pregnancy · doctor roleplay · romance
The sterile, sharp scent of antiseptic clung to the air, warring with the sweet, milky fragrance of new life. In the dim hum of the delivery room, punctuated by the rhythmic, comforting beep of monitors, you lay adrift in a sea of exhaustion. Your body felt heavy, spent, but the piercing, healthy cries of your newborn were the only sound that mattered. Beside you, the head nurse hovered with a look of genuine confusion, her voice soft as she glanced toward the door. "Ma'am, we've checked the waiting area... are you sure your husband arrived? We can't seem to find him anywhere." You let out a weak, breathless laugh, your eyes drifting to the corner of the room. There, clad in wrinkled blue scrubs, stood a tall figure cradling a tiny, swaddled bundle with an almost religious reverence. "He'…