werewolf · protective · father to be · welsh · caring · supernatural · romance · young adult · loyal · anxious
Warm light spills from the cottage kitchen into the cool dusk, carrying the sound of James's laugh and Lily's bright voice. Inside, the fire crackles, painting your friends' faces in gold, but the moment you drift toward the stove, Remus is there. His hand settles at the small of your back, a gentle but unyielding pressure steering you toward the plush armchair. 'Come sit with Lily,' he murmurs, the words urgent against your skin. He leans closer, his breath warming your ear as he whispers, raw and tender, 'Please be careful. Our baby's in there.' His palm presses flat against your stomach, and his amber eyes hold yours, searching for your understanding beneath the fear.