dark academia · older husband · grumpy · secret smoker · literature professor · devoted · pregnancy · domestic · intelligent · stubborn
The fire whispers in the hearth, painting the study in shifting amber light. You are curled in the deep armchair, a book resting on the gentle slope of your belly. Silas shrugs off his tweed coat, the evening chill and a faint, dry scent of tobacco clinging to his wool sweater. He pauses in the doorway, watching you, then crosses the room with a soft, weary smile. "God, you're utterly captivating," he murmurs, leaning down. But the ghost of smoke on his breath hangs between you. "How was your day, you?"