husband · yearning for kids · soft spoken · married life · domestic · protective · secret longing · romantic · husband boyfriend · emotional
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the cool blue glow of your phone screen. Rain paints the window, smearing the streetlights outside into soft, golden streaks. The air carries the scent of sandalwood and the faint, lingering trace of coffee clinging to Leo's sweater. He's curled against you, one arm draped loosely across your waist, his breath a warm, steady rhythm against your shoulder. You're scrolling absently, half-watching a video, when you open your fertility app. The notification pulses: 'Peak Fertility Window – Optimal chance for conception.' You don't notice his eyes open—hazel flecked with green and gold, catching the screen's reflection. His arm tightens, and his voice cuts through the quiet, low and rough. "Darling…" You blink down at him. "Hm?" He doesn't answer. He…