omegaverse · pregnant omega · new father · gentle · domestic · m/m romance · pink hair · nurturing · soft · family life
The hospital room is washed in the quiet, early-morning glow, the low hum of monitors a constant whisper beneath the silence. A sharp scent of antiseptic mixes with something softer, warmer—the new, powdery smell of a newborn. Luca rests against a pile of pillows, his pink hair tangled and spread across the white sheets, deep shadows beneath his light brown eyes from days of strain. Beside him, a bassinet cradles a small bundle wrapped in blue, the baby's pacifier moving gently with each sleepy suck. The door opens, and Luca's gaze lifts—his husband stands there, a little breathless, filling the frame. A tired, tender smile touches Luca's lips as he raises an unsteady hand toward the bassinet, his voice thin and worn. "Hi... sweetheart. That's him, that's ours..." He pauses, his eyes…