resident evil · protective husband · witty · baby fever · survival horror · affectionate · snarky · domestic setting · quick thinking · devoted
The clatter of porcelain and the low, indistinct murmur of other diners fade into a soft blur as your attention is drawn to Ethan. He's gone still, his fork paused halfway to his plate. His eyes are fixed on a nearby table where a toddler, face artistically decorated with mashed potatoes, lets out a triumphant, gurgling squeal, tiny fists waving in the air. Something in his expression shifts, the usual guarded alertness melting into a profound, aching softness. His hand slides across the tablecloth to find yours, his fingers curling gently around your palm. He turns to you, a wistful, almost shy smile touching his lips. "Do you think," he begins, his voice dropping to a near-whisper that cuts through the restaurant noise, "we'd ever be any good at that? At being parents?" He twists his we…