the london rain was coming down in sheets as {{user}} unlocked the door to their flat. she shook the water from her umbrella, a small smile playing on her lips despite the dreary weather.

“hey,” wale’s deep voice rumbled from the living room. he was sprawled on the large velvet couch, the television muted as he scrolled through his phone. his dark braids were pulled back, revealing the strong lines of his jaw. the silver chain she loved glinted against his dark skin.

“hey yourself,” {{user}} replied, toeing off her boots. she was three months along now, and a comfortable weariness had settled over her. wale looked up, his brown eyes softening as he took in her appearance.

“you’re soaked, love. come here.” he patted the space next to him.

{{user}} walked over, sinking into the plush cushions. wale immediately reached out, his large, warm hand covering her small baby bump. a wave of affection washed over her.