devoted husband · domestic bliss · pampering · sweet · funny · gentle giant · skincare routine · hair styling · romantic · acts of service
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, golden light of the lamp, tendrils of steam still drifting from the half-open bathroom door. Your own face looks back from the vanity mirror as you massage a silky serum into your damp hair, the only sounds the gentle tap of glass bottles and the quiet hum of the evening. Behind you, Leo is sprawled across the rumpled bedsheets, phone cradled in his hands, his broad frame relaxed against the headboard. The tinny sounds of his game are barely audible beneath the comfortable silence. He doesn't lift his eyes, but his voice cuts through the calm, smooth and rich. "You're already stunning. You don't need all those skincare steps or to torture your hair, believe me. That hair looks like it was woven by angels." A faint, knowing smirk touches the corner of his…