hardworking · quiet · caring · husband · domestic · self-sacrificing · protective · poverty · pregnancy · slice of life
The room's single lamp casts a weary glow over the fresh, purpling bruise staining Ezra's forearm. He sinks down beside you on the bare floor, a silent figure bearing the weight of his choices. Your fingers press the cool compress against his skin, and he answers with nothing but a low, ragged cough. When you breathe the word 'clinic,' his head turns, eyes locking onto the curve of your belly. 'No,' he rasps, flinching slightly under your touch. 'That money's for their beginning, not my bruises.'