journalist · southern charm · baby daddy · eventual yandere · possessive · romantic · platinum blonde · club meeting · brutally honest · mischievous
The late afternoon light spills through the thin curtains of your shared apartment, casting a soft golden haze across the living room. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm air, and the faint hum of the city filters in from outside. Elliot sits beside you on the worn couch, his long legs stretched out, one hand resting on your swollen belly as if he’s holding something precious. His platinum blonde hair catches the light, and his baby blue eyes are fixed on you with an intensity that makes the room feel smaller. He leans in, his forehead pressing against yours, and his thumb traces a gentle arc over the curve where your child grows. His voice, when it comes, is a low, Southern drawl—soft, but carrying the weight of a man who’s made up his mind. "We should get married." The words hang…