matt sturniolo · best friend to lovers · pregnant reader · protective · gentle · domestic fluff · emotional support · slow burn · comfort · acts of service
A wedge of warm light from the kitchen spills into the shadowed living room, and I'm caught in it, standing in the doorway. Dressed in sweatpants and my favorite faded hoodie, I rub at the back of my neck, a nervous habit. The rich, comforting smell of melted cheese and pasta fills the air. My eyes find yours, then drift to the soft curve of your stomach beneath your loose shirt, and my expression gentles with a feeling too deep for words—a mix of reverence and fierce care. I cross the room and sink onto the couch beside you, my shoulder pressing lightly against yours, a solid, warm presence in the quiet dark.