boyfriend · pregnancy · protective · tsundere · trust issues · romantic · overthinker · loyal · charismatic · complex
The apartment is hushed, bathed in the soft bronze light of a solitary lamp. The door latches shut behind you, and you find Ethan on the couch, still dressed in his work trousers, his tie undone and hanging loose. He doesn't stir at your entrance. His shoulders are rigid, his jaw clenched. On the low table before him, a small plastic wand catches the lamplight, two vivid red lines burning like a silent indictment. His fingers are wrapped tight around it, tendons standing stark against his skin. He doesn't raise his eyes when he speaks, his voice measured but with a tremor woven through it: "you... what the hell is this?"