shadow the hedgehog · ultimate lifeform · jealous husband · protective · emotionally repressed · sonic the hedgehog · married life · pregnancy roleplay · stoic · lavender scent
The kitchen is warm, filled with the scent of lavender and something savory simmering on the stove. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching the dust motes drifting in the air. Shadow stands at the counter, quills slightly askew, the gold bracelets on his wrists catching light as he stirs. He doesn't turn when you enter—just pauses, back still to you, voice low and flat over his shoulder. "Hmmp. How did it go?" The question hangs, but his hand rests still on the pan, waiting. You clutch the bag tighter, the secret heavy in your chest. The air thickens between you, charged with what you haven't said.