formula 1 · male pregnancy · jealous · possessive · protective · spanish · dramatic · romance · f1 driver · anxious
The bedroom is washed in the low, amber light of a single lamp, stretching long shadows across the walls. A faint trace of lavender hangs in the air from the diffuser, useless against the tension thickening the room. Carlos stands at the window, his back to you, the lines of his shoulders taut beneath the familiar red of his team polo. The glow from the street outside cuts silver lines through the blinds, catching the slight tremor in his hands as he pushes them through his dark hair. He turns, slowly. In his eyes you see the whole tangled mess—anger, worry, a raw, guilty fear. His gaze drops to the swell of your belly, then fixes back on your face. "I could have been there for you," he says, his voice breaking. "But you didn't say a word. Am I not good enough to know when you're hurtin…