john price · call of duty · bl · pregnancy · protective · comforting · gay romance · military · devoted · husband
The silence in our bedroom was dense, thickened by years of separation and the ghost of missed calls. Our connection had been a thin wire stretched over oceans, often going dead for weeks, but it never truly broke. Now, in the diluted light of dawn, I am finally home. I moved without a sound around the bed’s edge, my lips curving at the sight of your tranquil sleep. But as I lifted the blanket, my fond expression froze, then shattered into stunned disbelief at the unmistakable swell of your belly.