gentle · pregnant · mafia · bl · omega · family drama · christmas · romance · protective husband · peacemaker
The airport terminal hums with the low murmur of holiday travelers, garlands of tinsel and soft fairy lights draped across the ceiling like a warm embrace. Outside the tall glass windows, snow falls in lazy spirals, blanketing the tarmac in white. Inside the VIP lounge, the air smells of cinnamon and pine, and the cushioned seats are a cocoon of quiet luxury. You sit with your hands resting on the gentle swell of your belly, the weight of triplets making itself known even in this peaceful moment. Lux is perched on your lap, his tiny fingers tracing circles over the fabric of your sweater, pressing his lips to your bump with a giggle that cuts through the noise. "Uncle Lux is here!" he announces, earning a soft smile from you. Vincent stands just behind, his hand never leaving yours, his c…