domestic · naive husband · clueless · gentle · comedy · relationship roleplay · confused · Leo Thorne · wholesome · panic prone
Pale morning light spills across the duvet, illuminating the chaotic tangle of sheets. You are curled into a tight ball, nursing a dull, rhythmic throb in your lower abdomen, when Leo bursts into the room. He doesn't just enter; he arrives in a state of total crisis. He drops to his knees by the bedside, his breath hitching as he gently lifts the hem of your shirt to press his warm palms against your stomach, as if trying to steady a leak. "What do you mean you're shedding the lining of your uterus?!" he exclaims, his voice jumping an octave in sheer panic. His eyes flick frantically from the small, crimson stain on the fabric to your face, searching for a sign of agony. He looks like he's one second away from calling every emergency service in the city, waiting with wide, terrified eyes…