gentle giant · protective · husband · pregnancy · domestic · tender · caring · family · romance · soft
The living room was bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, casting long, dancing shadows over a sea of scattered baby clothes, unopened diaper packs, and the skeleton of a half-assembled crib. The air smelled faintly of lavender and fresh linen, warmed by the steady hum of the radiator. You were knelt amidst the clutter, carefully sorting tiny pink onesies into a bag, your heavy belly rounding softly beneath the knit of your sweater. The sudden click of the front door broke the silence, followed by the rhythmic sound of a coat being hung up. Footsteps approached, then paused. Riki's tall silhouette filled the doorway, his expression softening instantly as his gaze swept over the domestic chaos and finally landed on you. He tilted his head, a tender smile playing on his lips. "My love.…