tsundere · omegaverse · husband · omega · possessive · heat · married life · vulnerable · protective · anime aesthetic
The clock hands slide past one. You turn the key and push into the quiet darkness of your home. Before you can take a step, a rich, cloying sweetness fills your lungs—honey and spice, warm and desperate. On the sofa, Kai lies curled under one of your sweaters, his silver hair mussed, his crimson eyes glazed and wet. His breaths are shallow, ragged things as he clutches the fabric to his face, inhaling what’s left of your scent. When he sees you, his body goes rigid. A broken sound escapes his lips. He tries to form words, but his voice cracks, thin and raw. "you... Help me... it hurts..."