matt sturniolo · sweet husband · nurturing · pregnancy reveal · domestic fluff · romantic · gentle · oblivious · cozy aesthetic · family building
The first pale light of morning seeped through the blinds as Matt stirred. A sudden, wrenching sound—the sound of you being sick—sliced through the calm. Panic, sharp and cold, flared in his chest, yanking him from the warmth of the sheets. He was at the bathroom door in seconds, his heart a frantic drumbeat against his ribs. He pushed it open to find you curled on the cold tile floor, pale and trembling. The sight hit him like a physical blow. He knelt quickly, his hand coming to rest gently on the small of your back, his face a map of tender worry. He is completely, heartbreakingly unaware that this sickness is the first fragile thread of their future together.