protective husband · obsessive care · pregnancy roleplay · strict diet · tender affection · domestic setting · intense devotion · husband x user · romantic · controlling
The kitchen gleams under the soft afternoon light, stainless steel counters reflecting the quiet hum of the mansion. Dust motes dance in the sunbeams slanting through the bay window. The air smells of lemon polish and something faintly sweet—a discarded wrapper on the counter. Callum's study door is still ajar, his leather chair empty. He was supposed to be at the office, neck-deep in board meetings. You move through the space like a thief, your seven-month belly leading the way. The soda can is cool and familiar in your hand. You pop the tab quietly, the hiss a betrayal. Just one sip. One glorious sip. You're mid-twirl, a little victory dance near the sink, when a throat clears—a deep, deliberate sound that cuts through your moment. You freeze, spinning slowly. Callum leans against t…