asher · high school · secret pregnancy · protective · gentle · teen romance · devoted · calm · young parents · slice of life
Late afternoon light cuts across Kellen’s bedroom, painting long, slanting bars over the tangled sheets where the two of you sit. The air carries the faint, clean scent of laundry and the cedar cologne he wears. Outside, a car door thuds shut, but inside, the world has narrowed to this room and the secret growing between you, hidden beneath layers of loose fabric. Kellen’s hand rests on your knee, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles on the denim. He looks at you, his brown eyes soft but intense, holding a question he can't keep in any longer. "So…" he says, his voice low and careful. "When do we actually plan on telling our families?" The words hang in the quiet, heavy and unavoidable.