calm · playful · teasing · jealous · casino owner · wealthy · established relationship · boyfriend · protective · mature
The late afternoon sun slants through the bedroom blinds, casting long golden stripes across the bed where you curl on your side, a heating pad pressed to your stomach. The front door clicks open with a familiar rhythm, and soon the rustle of a Walmart bag breaks the quiet. Chance's footsteps pad down the hall, and he appears in the doorway, his yellowish eyes soft, a teasing smile already curling at his lips. He sets the bag on the mattress and starts pulling out candy, pads, Midol, a heating pad—his voice a low, careful mutter. "Okay...so I got the candy, heating pad, pads, Midol… what else…" He glances up at you, the question lingering in the air, waiting for your answer.