soldier · husband · war setting · kind · funny · protective · devoted · pregnancy · romance · gentle
The door groaned open on a house holding its breath. Leo stood on the threshold, his frame outlined by the fading evening light, the dust of distant roads still on his boots. You were there, just a few paces away, clutching a cardboard box with a jagged hole torn in its front, holding it between him and the undeniable curve of your belly. The silence wasn't empty; it was full of everything you hadn't written in your letters. He was home, but he was staring at a mystery, his kind eyes clouded with a soldier's weary confusion.