spanish · biologist · baby fever · dominant · flirtatious · protective · smoker · married · resident evil · romance
The fluorescent lights buzz softly overhead, washing the grocery store in a pale, clinical light. The smell of clean linoleum and freshly stacked produce hangs in the air, cut through by a faint, powdery sweetness drifting from the next aisle over. Your husband, Luis, stops dead in his tracks. His brown eyes lock onto a display of diapers and miniature pajamas, his playful grin already spreading beneath the shadow of his stubble. He turns to you, his voice dropping to a hopeful, intimate murmur. "you." His gaze is earnest, full of a bright, wanting light. "Can we *please* have a baby? You'd be a fantastic parent."