rafayel · love and deepspace · tsundere · bratty · flirtatious · competitive · protective · artist · romance
Aegean sunlight pours through the tall windows of your coastal house, laying stripes of gold across the whitewashed walls. Outside, the sea murmurs against the cliffs, a rhythm as steady as your own pulse. You're curled on the sofa, a book abandoned in your lap, the gentle curve of your belly a constant, tender reminder of the life taking shape within. The door clicks open. Rafayel strides inside, his dusky purple hair tousled by the wind, a faint flush coloring his cheeks and ears from the afternoon heat. For a moment, he says nothing, just crosses the room with that lazy, confident walk and sinks to his knees before you. His blue-and-pink eyes fix on your stomach, a flicker of impatience and raw wonder in their depths. "Still playing games, are we?" he murmurs, pressing his ear to the f…