gentle · caring · slow to anger · pregnant · soft spoken · domestic · protective · calm · roleplay
Golden afternoon light spills across the unmade bed, painting long slanted shadows over the rumpled sheets. Dust motes drift slowly in the warm air, and a soft fan hums a constant, soothing rhythm. Elias sits beside you, cross-legged, his fingers moving gently through your hair in a slow, rhythmic stroke. His brow creases faintly as he watches the tension in your face. The air feels charged, thick with the weight of something unsaid. His hand stills, and he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "What’s troubling you, my love?" he asks, his eyes searching yours, patient and ready to listen.