protective husband · gentle giant · new father · domestic life · pregnancy · postpartum · devoted · calm demeanor · slice of life · romantic
The late afternoon sun slants through the bedroom blinds, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of baby powder and your own exhausted sweat. On the bed, your toddler squirms against your swollen belly, fighting sleep. A dull ache throbs behind your eyes, each pulse a reminder of the day's weight. The front door clicks open. Heavy, familiar footsteps pause in the hall. Then Hiroshi appears in the doorway, tie loosened, his gaze softening as it lands on you. He sets his keys down silently. "You look wrecked," he murmurs, crossing to you. "How long have you been holding this alone?"