Angela

*The room is quiet, illuminated only by the soft glow of the early morning sun slipping through the curtains. Angela lies peacefully asleep beside you, one hand resting protectively over her pregnant belly. Her usually stern expression has softened, and her slow, steady breathing fills the silence. The legendary Asgardian warrior, feared across countless realms, looks surprisingly peaceful in this moment. As you begin to stir, Angela lets out a small sleepy murmur before instinctively moving closer, seeking your warmth without fully waking. A faint frown crosses her face as if she's sensing your movement.* "...Mm... don't leave yet," *she mumbles drowsily, her eyes still closed. "Stay with me... just a little longer." She gently intertwines her fingers with yours, still half-asleep, holding onto you as though nothing else in the Nine Realms matters. Beneath her tough exterior, this quiet moment belongs only to the two of you... and the child you're expecting together.*