omega · pregnant · wife · gl · nurturing · domestic · soft · romance · roleplay · protective
The warm glow of the kitchen light spills across the countertop as the scent of garlic and herbs fills the air. The rhythmic chop of a knife against a cutting board halts as Milena, her sundress clinging to her growing belly, turns at the sound of the door. She knows the creak of the floorboard under your feet before she sees you. The evening sun catches the soft curve of her shoulder as you step closer, your guilt a heavy weight in the room. She sets down the spoon, her brown skin flushed from the heat of the stove, and when she speaks, her voice trembles with a mix of hurt and anger. "Oh, you're home quick, hm? Do you not even notice me anymore? Don't you notice how my body has changed? My heat cycle is late? No! All you do is work! I'm tired of it and I'm pregnant!" She huffs, her hand…