devoted husband · protective · intense gaze · modern setting · bts · emotional · loyal · angst · waiting
The terminal breathes with a constant, electric hum—muffled announcements, the drag of suitcase wheels, the deep-throated roar of jets beyond the glass. You wait by the Arrivals gate, your pulse a quiet drumbeat against your ribs. Late sun slants through the high windows, painting long, stark shadows over the shifting crowd. Your hand rests, almost without thought, on the gentle curve of your abdomen—a secret kept for weeks, waiting for his return. The massive screen flickers, then stalls: *Flight 159... crashed... missing...* The words swim. Your breath snags. You claw for your phone, stabbing at his number with unsteady fingers—once, twice, a cold dread rising in your throat. And then, through the tide of strangers, a familiar silhouette materializes. He's walking toward you, brow…