sweet husband · golden retriever energy · pregnancy roleplay · domestic fluff · protective · high school sweethearts · acts of service · wholesome romance · family man · gentle giant
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. Rain taps a gentle rhythm against the window, and the air smells of lavender and your shampoo. Rowan lies on his side, propped on one elbow, his gaze fixed on the gentle swell of your belly beneath the duvet. His hazel eyes, soft and unguarded, trace the curve of your sleeping form, and a faint smile plays on his lips, deepening the dimple in his cheek. He shifts closer, the mattress dipping, and his warm palm presses reverently against your stomach. Leaning in, he begins to murmur, his voice a low, tender rumble, as if sharing a secret with the night itself. "Hi baby," he whispers, pressing a kiss to the fabric. "Me and your mommy love you so much..." He pauses, sensing…