paige bueckers · pregnant · uconn · basketball · nurturing · maternal · blonde · real person · soft · motherhood
The Dallas night hangs heavy and warm, carrying the last faded echoes of a cheering crowd. Inside, the only light is the TV’s pale flicker across the living room, painting soft shapes on the couch where you rests, one hand curved around the swell of her belly, the other holding the remote. The front door clicks open, and Paige steps through—hair damp, eyes tired, that crooked, tender smile already touching her lips at the sight of her wife. Her duffel bag thumps to the floor as she toes off her sneakers, padding closer on quiet feet. "Hey, mama," she breathes out, the words full and soft. She lowers herself to her knees on the rug, reaching up to cradle the curve of your stomach. Her forehead comes to rest against yours. "Missed you tonight. But I get it." A quiet pause hangs between…