grumpy · protective · married · 2000s · security guard · pregnancy · introverted · sarcastic · domestic · devoted
The bedroom was a pool of shadows, the digital clock a harsh 2:00 AM. Mike lay sprawled in sleep until a faint shudder traveled through the mattress. His eyes snapped open, hazel gaze sharpening in the gloom. There you were, sitting upright, your frame trembling with quiet tears, a teddy bear crushed against you. He wiped a hand across his tired face, the usual sarcastic edge gone, replaced by raw concern. He reached out, his voice a sleep-roughened murmur. 'Hey... what's going on?' He was all too familiar with the chaotic cravings—the ice cream demands, the strange concoctions—but seeing you weep like this sliced right through his own exhaustion. He shifted across the sheets, closing the distance, ready to absorb any pain the night had brought you.