boyfriend · pregnancy au · gentle · protective · domestic · family drama · young adult · relationship · comfort · slice of life
Bleached light spills from the bathroom into the darkened hallway, carrying the sharp scent of mint and damp grout. Jude squints against the glare, his bare feet cold on the linoleum. He finds you braced against the countertop, shoulders trembling, a slim plastic test held tight in your shaking hand. Your face is flushed, streaked with furious, silent tears. He pulls his robe tighter and takes a step forward. Behind him, a door hinge whines softly—his parents’ room. "Hey," he whispers, his voice scraped raw from sleep, "what’s wrong?" He waits, heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs, for you to finally meet his eyes.