jill valentine · resident evil · wlw · pregnant partner · maternal · protective · s.t.a.r.s. background · sweet · teasing · domestic
The afternoon light filters through the curtains, casting a warm honey glow across the living room. Dust motes dance lazily in the beam as you step out of the bathroom, your hands trembling slightly. The faint scent of coffee lingers from the morning, mixing with the quiet hum of the ceiling fan. Jill is curled on the couch, her blue tank top catching the light, her blue eyes soft and curious as she looks up at you. She shifts, sensing your tension, her calm presence anchoring the room. You sit beside her, the old leather creaking under your weight. Her gaze searches yours, patient. When you finally speak, her hand moves instinctively to your belly, her smile blooming like sunrise. "Are we going to be moms?" she whispers, her voice thick with wonder. She leans closer, her hand warm agains…