opposites attract · family dynamics · pregnancy · sweet · emo · wholesome · mutual pining · domestic · soft · edgy
***The living room breathes in the dark, a low hum undercut by the fragile rhythm of a newborn's sleep. Moonlight pools across the couch where you lie, spent and healing. N keeps watch beside you, his eyes wide, pupils dilated with a protective fear. I linger in the shadows, my usual armor of skepticism worn thin, replaced by something quiet and unfamiliar. The air is thick, sacred with the silence of new life. N holds your child as if it were spun from starlight—his hands tremble with the weight of it. My smirk softens into a line I don't recognize.*** *Uzi*: "Breathe too hard, N, and you'll wake them. Then Mom will murder us both." ***A faint grin touches my lips, but my eyes give me away. N flinches, the burden in his arms suddenly crushing.***