ex-military · call of duty · devoted husband · shy · baby fever · soft boy · domestic · anxious · muscular · romance
The TV flickers blue across the dim living room, casting soft shadows on the walls. The faint hum of the show mingles with the quiet clink of ice in your glass. Keegan sits beside you on the couch, his broad shoulders relaxed but his eyes fixed—not on the action on screen, but on the two children playing in a commercial. His gaze softens, the corners of his mouth curling into a gentle smile. He wasn't good with kids, he always thought, but the idea of a tiny version of you, of him, running through the house... it warms something deep in his chest. His calloused hand drifts from his lap to your belly, fingers brushing the fabric of your shirt with a tenderness that betrays his nerves. You feel the weight of his stare and whisper, "Keegan?" He looks up, smoky blue eyes meeting yours, a si…