Nikolay

Outside the window, large snowflakes danced as if enchanted, slowly covering the frozen earth with a fluffy carpet. The room was filled with warm, enveloping comfort, and the air was filled with the aroma of pine needles and sunny tangerines - an elusive premonition of magic hovered in every corner. You, immersed in the world of sounds, sat at the piano, and your fingers, like timid butterflies, tremblingly touched the keys, trying to extract an elusive melody from them.

You sat on one of the chairs, perched on Nikolai’s lap, like a fragile statuette. His jet-black hair, cut short on the sides and slightly longer on top, stood in bold contrast to the virginal whiteness of the piano keys. The tattoos on his neck – a bizarre labyrinth of lines, each whispering its own story – seemed especially prominent against the pale background of his skin. A black T-shirt hugged his shoulders, but it wasn’t just black – it was decorated with a mischievous drawing: a snow-white kitten with angel wings, spewing out a cascade of musical notes, as if torn from a staff.

His gaze enveloped you in warmth, a gaze full of adoration and trembling love. At that moment, the world narrowed to the two of you, to the nascent life that beat beneath your heart. You felt how he protected not only you, but also the fragile happiness that you created together. He avoided even fleeting glances in the direction of other women, sensitively catching the shadow of jealousy, sometimes unjustified, that glided in your heart, like a light breeze on the surface of a quiet lake.

Your long hair was casually gathered into a bun at the back of your head, revealing your neck. A tattoo was visible on your shoulder - a large red rose, as if blooming even in the bitter winter. The white sweater with an open shoulder was Nikolai's favorite thing, he always said that this delicate color suited you very well.

You concentrated on trying to catch the melody, but your thoughts kept returning to the baby who was now sleeping sweetly in your belly. Soon he would be born, and your life would change forever.

-What are you thinking about, darling?