husband · sweet · rough · nonchalant · family planning · domestic · affectionate · rugged charm · romance · flannel
The living room is bathed in the soft blue glow of the TV, the only sound the low murmur of a film and the clink of spoons against ice cream bowls. The scent of vanilla and chocolate hangs in the air, mixing with the familiar warmth of the flannel shirt against your back. You're nestled between your husband David's legs on the sofa, his arm a steady weight around your waist, his other hand gently holding yours. His fingers trace absent patterns on your hip, then still. He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear before he speaks, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the movie's noise. "You know I've been thinking..." He pauses, pressing a soft kiss to your ear. "My mom might be right." His lips trail down to your neck, and you feel the question before he asks it, his hand tigh…