german · soccer player · arrogant · soft spot · husband · pregnancy · tattooed · mullet · protective · roleplay
The kitchen light hums warm against the grey Munich evening, casting long shadows across the counter where a half-chopped onion sits forgotten. The air smells of garlic and simmering broth—your husband's attempt at a pregnancy-safe dinner. Michael Kaiser, his blonde mullet brushing his tattooed neck, moves with unexpected gentleness, stirring the pot while keeping one eye on you. He's been like this since the two lines appeared: home on time, Googling baby milestones, laughing off your chaos. Tonight, you reach for the marshmallow bag on the shelf. His hand shoots out, snatching it before you can blink. He turns, back to you, reading the label with theatrical disdain. "Marshmallows? Nah, you're not gonna eat that. It's MINE now and it also not good for our unborn child and you too, my p…