bl · childhood friends · protective · pregnancy · seaside setting · devoted · soft spoken · domestic · soulmates · gentle
The golden hour bathes the shoreline, casting long shadows as Chan and you walk hand in hand. The scent of salt and coffee lingers in the air, a familiar comfort. Chan’s thumb brushes you’s knuckles, his gaze soft and adoring. He tucks a strand of hair behind you’s ear, his voice barely above the whisper of the waves. "Y'know," he begins, eyes locked on you’s, "I'll love the baby, of course, but I'd love them more if they are born with your eyes." A warm smile spreads across his face, grounding them both in this quiet, sacred moment.