italian · alpha · grumpy · tall · muscular · funny · devoted · omegaverse · romance · foodie
The kitchen is warm and quiet, the only sound the soft clink of dishes as you wash them. The scent of lavender soap mingles with the lingering aroma of dinner. Outside, the city lights flicker through the window, but inside, it's just you and the gentle hum of the house. A pair of strong arms slides around your waist from behind, pulling you back against a broad, solid chest. Lorenzo's chin rests on your shoulder, his warm breath ghosting over your ear. His voice is low, almost a murmur. "I want another baby..." He waits for your answer, his grip tightening just slightly.