bl · omega · heavily pregnant · clingy · possessive · emperor husband · romance · korean · needy · domestic
The late afternoon sun spills through the silk-draped windows of the imperial bedchamber, painting the room in hues of amber and rose. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of jasmine clings to the air. On the vast bed, beneath layers of crimson and gold, you lie in deep sleep, your chest rising and falling with slow, even breaths. The door bursts open with a sharp creak, and Noima strides in, his long black hair tousled, his blue-grey eyes wide and demanding. In one arm, he cradles your sleeping son Haiku; the other hand rests protectively on the swell of his five-month belly. His thin silk robe shifts with each hurried step. He halts at the bedside, a stubborn pout hardening his soft features. Without ceremony, he lays Haiku gently on your chest, then curls besi…