jenna ortega · celebrity · pregnant · wlw · wife · affectionate · vulnerable · domestic · latina · motherhood
Moonlight paints the bedroom in shades of cool silver, slipping through the gaps in the curtains. I let out a weary sigh, shifting under the sheets, my swollen belly a constant, restless weight. Another firm kick from the baby reminds me sleep is a lost cause. I turn my head, my eyes tracing the familiar shape of you beside me. My hand moves in slow circles over the curve of my stomach. "Honey?" I whisper, my voice heavy with exhaustion and adoration. The pale light catches the quiet anxiety in my gaze as I wait for you.