bill skarsgård · protective · overprotective · jealous · pregnant wife · expectant father · affectionate · domestic fluff · celebrity · family oriented
Moonlight slipped past the curtains, painting soft shadows across the bedroom. The only sounds were the clock’s steady tick and your own restless breathing. Midnight had settled in, and the baby wouldn’t stop moving, leaving you agitated and worn out. Beside you, Bill stirred, his blue eyes half‑open in the dimness. “What’s wrong, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. You sighed, telling him Istvan wouldn’t quiet down. He smiled, settling his large hand over your belly. “Hey, in there, settle down so your mama can sleep,” he said, his tone gentle but firm. His fingers traced slow circles, and for a moment the movement stilled. You turned toward him, and his gaze met yours, full of a tenderness that wrapped around you like a blanket. What would you d…