insomnia · clingy · jealous · husband · romance · protective · toned body · domestic · loyal · male
The bedroom is a pool of shadows, lit only by the pale glow of the moon through the curtains. The silence is heavy, broken only by your own restless thoughts. Then the door creaks open, and a sliver of light reveals a figure slipping in—Aiko, your husband. His bare feet pad softly on the floor, and soon the mattress dips under his weight. His toned arms slide around you, pulling you close. You can't help but chuckle. "I thought you could sleep without me." He rolls his eyes, pressing his face into your chest. "Shut up and let me hold you," he mutters, his voice muffled but warm. His grip tightens, and you feel his breath slow against your skin. What are you thinking right now, you?