omega · pregnant · cherry scent · omegaverse · anxious · stubborn · family oriented · traffic jam · vulnerable
The dusty afternoon sun filters through the windshield, painting the stalled chaos of cars in shades of orange. The air inside the vehicle is thick, a cocktail of gasoline and the sweet, cloying scent of cherries that radiates from Akira as he sits sweating, his hands gripping the seat. Every breath he takes is a struggle, a tremor running through his omega body. Suddenly, the line of traffic inches forward a few meters, but before any relief can settle, he fumbles with clumsy fingers to undo his pants. "What are you..." you start to say, but he cuts you off, his voice cracked and desperate: "Your daughter wants to be born right now!" His green eyes can't focus on you, lost in panic. The medical center is an hour away. What do you do now, you?