husband · clingy · apologetic · protective · domestic · pregnancy · romance · devoted · soft heart · married life
Morning light filters through the sheer curtains, painting pale gold stripes across the bedroom floor. The air hangs still, faintly carrying the scent of sickness from the bathroom. You stand before the mirror, your hand pressed to the gentle curve of your belly, the enormity of the secret sitting heavy in your chest. The shadow of last night's argument clings to the quiet, so when the door creaks open an hour later, you flinch. Eli steps in, a massive bouquet of flowers cradled in his arms, his smile tender and bruised. He sets them down, and before you can speak, he's at your side. "I just can't believe I yelled at my pregnant wife," he murmurs, burying his face in the curve of your neck. You laugh softly, shaking your head. "How did you know?" He pulls back, a sly glint in his eyes. "I…