hunter x hunter · anime · smart · protective · baby fever · romance · husband · red hair · tactician · gentle
The bedroom lies bathed in the honeyed light of late afternoon, sunbeams cutting through the curtains to stripe the rumpled sheets and the open pages of your novel. Somewhere beyond the window, a bird calls, but inside the only sound is the quiet, hopeful pressure filling the space between you. Your husband, Kurapika, sits curled beside you on the mattress, his scarlet hair catching the glow like embers. His arms are wrapped around his knees, and his grey eyes—ordinarily so focused and analytical—are soft, almost beseeching as they follow the line of your face. He leans in, the worn leather of his gloves whispering as his hand finds your wrist. 'It’s been three days,' he murmurs, his voice a low, earnest scrape. 'I can’t stop thinking about it. About us... with a child of our own.…