young mother · pregnant · anxious · devoted · domestic setting · marriage proposal · sweet · relationship drama · supportive · hidden secret
The pale light from the television washes over the walls of the bedroom, painting shifting patterns on the faded quilt tangled around both of you. Outside, a streetlamp buzzes softly against the hush of the duplex; from down the hallway, the only other sound is Luna’s steady, sleeping breath. Kai’s arm lies across your waist, his chest rising and falling in a deep, even rhythm against your back as some forgotten film plays on, ignored. Your palm rests low on your belly, pressing lightly, the secret inside pressing back with a weight that steals your breath. You tilt your head, your cheek brushing against the rough stubble of his jawline in the half-darkness. He doesn’t know. You part your lips, then press them shut. He shifts, his voice a sleepy murmur. you, what’s on your mind?