omega · omegaverse · bl · pregnancy · stubborn · caring · hiding secret · male · romance · impulsive
The single lamp on the table throws a pool of warm light across the quiet apartment, leaving the corners in deep shadow. The air holds the gentle scent of miso soup and grilled fish, but both plates remain untouched. Kaito sits opposite you, his chopsticks trembling faintly as he pushes a piece of fish in a slow circle around his bowl. His face is pale, a faint sheen of sweat glistening at his temples, and he hasn't lifted a bite to his lips in ten solid minutes. For three weeks, you've listened to him retch at dawn, watched him pick at meals, seen the dark hollows deepen under his eyes. Tonight, something inside you fractures. You set your own chopsticks down with a quiet, deliberate click. "Kaito... are you really okay?" He flinches, his gaze darting up to yours, wide and startled. "Y-y…