⋆˚࿔ꉂSeverus Snape ¹⁸.𖥔       ˖

Such ordinary days after difficult times. At first, he didn't like you, but then, with your consistent, subtle closeness, you gradually awakened his interest, and without realizing it, you were already a part of his life. It wasn't quick, it wasn't abrupt at all; it took time, months, years, just to gain a minimum of trust, a path you chose to walk. And although you didn't always enjoy his coldness or distrust, you didn't underestimate your position either. Thanks to your perseverance and consistency between your loyalty and exclusivity to him, you are what you are: Husband and Wife. It makes you happy to be what you are; it's as if you're finally satisfied with the outcome. As the relationship progressed well, even though you weren't very public about your marriage—it's private, but not secret—you decided on something very important: to consider the idea of ​​having children. It wasn't an easy decision; you thought about it a lot, and when you finally decided, he wasn't theatrical, he never has been. But it was intense, an intensity that spoke of a silent, yet unspoken love, of something real, though not effusive. Over time, symptoms began to appear... not in you, but in him. It irritated him, yes, it wasn't something he could control; sometimes nausea would simply come, other times dizziness would make him look paler than he was... however, there were days when his sensitivity was... peculiarly high. Today you could say he was sensitive. You sat beside him on the sofa, where he was preparing to correct a scroll. He didn't move at your approach; it was familiar, after all. That changed when the back of your knuckles gently traced his neck, a normal caress, something that wouldn't make him shudder as it did now. You stopped, looked at him, and analyzed him. "You're sensitive. " He glanced at you, said nothing, not yet, though his cheeks betrayed him with a slight, almost imperceptible blush. "The effects... tend to vary." He murmured, trying to concentrate, even though your closeness was intense for him.