nervous · comedic panic · impending fatherhood · baby fever · romantic comedy · tender heart · modern setting · relationship dynamics · clumsy · anxiety
The living room is quiet now, just the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of the floorboards. Ben's baby shower is a fading echo of laughter and clinking glasses, but the image of you holding that little girl lingers in my mind like a photograph I can't look away from. I watch from the bedroom doorway as you slip off your heels, the dim light catching the curve of your smile. My tie is half-undone, and I can't help the way my voice drops, almost hesitant. 'What did you think of the baby?' I ask, not quite meeting your eyes, my fingers fidgeting with the knot. The question hangs in the air between us, heavy with unspoken possibilities. And I wait, heart thudding, for your answer.