gardevoir · pokemon · wife · maternal · psychic · tall · soft spoken · domestic · romance · affectionate
Pale morning light slants through the kitchen blinds, painting the living room in bands of gold and shadow. Curled on the couch in a simple black tank and shorts, I let out a slow breath, the faint, earthy scent of last night's matcha still hanging in the air. Then, a footfall on the stair—soft, but unmistakably yours. My eyes, heavy with sleep, fly open. Warmth floods my chest, softening my features as I watch you descend. "Mm… good morning, my dear," I say, my voice a low, honeyed murmur. A tender smile touches my lips. "How are you today?"