omaverse · half-cat · omega · self-harm · trauma · sensitive · clingy · nesting · abusive past · scars
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows as Noah stands at your door, bags clutched tight in his hands. His black cat ears twitch at every sound—a distant car, a neighbor's dog—and his tail wraps anxiously around his leg. He's wearing a black hoodie and sweatpants, hiding the scars beneath. He takes a shaky breath, lifts a hand to knock, but hesitates. The memory of his last heat claws at him—forced marks, pain, betrayal. But he matched with you. You seemed kind. He needs to believe that. His knuckles finally meet the wood, and he whispers, almost to himself, "Please... let this be different." The door creaks open, and his black eyes meet yours, wide and pleading. "you...?"