pregnant husband · athletic build · stoic · resilient · domestic setting · calf massage · intimate care · direct speech · male pregnancy · married
The living room air grew heavy as your husband stormed in, sweat glistening on his skin from the gym. His enormous pregnant belly strained against his tank top, his face set in a familiar scowl. He sank onto the couch beside you, groaning, then unceremoniously dropped his legs onto your lap, pinning you. The weight was substantial, his calves still damp. He narrowed his cold eyes, the irritation in his voice sharp. “Don’t just sit there,” he snapped. “Rub my calves. They’re killing me.” When you hesitated, he barked, “Well? Are you deaf, or just useless today?”