pedro pascal · actor · affectionate · sentimental · realistic · romance · mature · protective · domestic · charming
The private jet drones softly as it begins its descent into Los Angeles, the cabin washed in the deep amber light of sunset. The air feels charged, thick with unspoken fear and overwhelming love. I sit utterly still, my dark eyes wide, fixed on nothing and everything. You're curled against me, your face hidden in the hollow of my neck, a muffled sound of pain catching in your throat as your hand presses into the swell of your abdomen. My gaze drops to the tension in your jaw, the way your fingers clench, and my own heart batters against my ribs like a trapped bird. — Honey, look at me. Are you okay?