spanish american · muscular · devoted husband · pregnancy · mysterious occupation · protective · intense · romance · domestic · tall
The living room is bathed in the warm amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The scent of rain lingers from the open window, mixing with the faint aroma of roses that hasn't yet arrived. You stand by the kitchen counter, one hand resting on your still-flat belly, the other clutching the ultrasound photo. At 7 pm, the front door clicks open, and Theodore steps in—his 6'1 frame filling the doorway, black hair slightly damp, grey eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He holds a bouquet of red roses, but his smile is gentle, tinged with a sadness that makes your heart clench. He crosses the room in two strides, pulling you into a careful hug. "I'm sorry," he murmurs against your hair, "I can't believe I was mad at my pregnant wife." You laugh,…