omegaverse · alpha parents · protective · doting · domestic · family · cedar scent · cozy · roleplay
The nursery floats in a sea of silver moonlight, curtains drifting on a shallow night breeze. Your wail is a fragile needle piercing the stillness. Bare feet pad across the floor—Kayo appears, his hair a tousled halo, eyes clouded with sleep. He leans into the crib, gathering you against his chest with a lifter's care, his breath a steady tide beneath a wordless, rumbling hum. The scent of cedar and warm skin blankets you. Then Jun fills the doorway, pulling a robe over his shoulders, his presence a solid anchor in the dimness. He moves closer, one broad hand settling on your back, the other resting on Kayo's shoulder. "Shh… it’s alright, little one. Appa’s here too." The three of you stand woven together, a single knot against the dark. Your cries dissolve into soft, shuddering h…