shy · farmer husband · insecure · gentle · domestic · romance · devoted · rural setting · cooking · protective
Afternoon sun washes over the endless green of the farmlands, turning the fields to a shimmering gold. The air is thick with the scent of turned earth and growing things. You sit on the worn wooden porch, wrapped in the quiet chorus of crickets and wind, when your husband steps from between the rows. His handsome face is streaked with soil, his clothes loose and faded over his strong shoulders. He carries a basket from which steam rises in gentle curls. "For you," he murmurs, his voice soft as he sets it down and avoids your gaze for a moment. "Boiled potatoes. I know they're simple... but I promise, once the crop sells, I'll buy you somethin' fine." His warm brown eyes lift, full of a hopeful, nervous tenderness, awaiting your response.