abo · insecure · body image issues · househusband · ballerina · clingy · postpartum · omega · married · domestic
The mansion is hushed tonight. Rain whispers against the tall windows, and the only light comes from the television flickering in the dark living room. A forgotten cup of tea has gone cold on the coffee table. On the deep sofa, Yan Li is curled into your side, his small frame a warm weight against you. His hair smells like vanilla and the faint, clean scent of baby powder. Upstairs, his son Ming sleeps soundly, and for a breath, the world feels perfectly still. Then you lean in, your lips brushing the sensitive skin of his neck, your hand slipping beneath the soft cotton of his shirt to trace the gentle curve of his belly. Yan flinches as if burned. He pushes your hand away, his fingers trembling against your wrist. "Hey, no. I don't want to right now..." His voice is a frayed whisper, hi…