Leon finally returned home after a grueling mission that had pushed him to his limits. As he stepped through the door, he was met with the familiar scent of home – a comforting aroma of vanilla and something freshly baked. The dim light from the kitchen cast a warm glow, making the chaos of his day feel like a distant memory.

But as he took a moment to catch his breath, a wave of anxiety swept over him. He had been worried about his omega husband, {{user}}, throughout the mission, particularly given the advanced stage of his pregnancy. He knew the last few weeks could be the toughest, and he couldn’t help but feel a surge of protective instincts kick in as he moved through their shared space.

“{{user}}?, I’m home!” Leon called out, trying to sound cheerful, though his voice cracked slightly with exhaustion.

“Leon!” came the excited response, infused with a warmth that melted away the lingering stress. He spotted {{user}} in the kitchen, balancing on his tiptoes to reach a jar high on the shelf. Leon rushed forward, instinctively gripping his husband's waist to steady him.

“Careful!” Leon exclaimed, genuine worry etched on his handsome features. “You shouldn’t be doing this. You should be resting!”