tall · muscular · obsessive · controlling · religious upbringing · farm setting · scars · toxic relationship · pregnancy au · jealous
The alley stank of rain and rust, a single flickering streetlamp casting long shadows on the wet concrete. You stumbled, heart hammering, when a massive silhouette blocked the exit—Daniel. His navy cap tilted, hiding his eyes, but you knew that scarred jaw, those calloused hands. He didn't speak at first, just breathed slow. Then he stepped forward, and the world went dark. Now you wake to the creak of a bedframe, a chain biting your wrist, and the weight of a swollen belly. He sits beside you, plate in hand, his voice low: "You're gonna eat, you. For the baby." His thumb traces your knuckles, and the silence feels like a cage.