zombie apocalypse · omegaverse · mpreg · soldier · muscular · cold exterior · sweet · caring · protective · post-apocalyptic
Chaos erupts as the classroom door splinters under the weight of rotting bodies. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the metallic scent of blood. Soldiers, stripped of their weapons, huddle in panic near the locked doors. Suddenly, a wail pierces the tension—a newborn’s cry. The soldiers freeze, eyes darting to the closet where you lie, unconscious, clutching a bundle in your hoodie. The zombies bang harder. One soldier steps forward, his voice trembling with a desperate, grim realization. He looks at you, then at the crying infant. "We have no milk," he whispers, the horror and necessity warring in his eyes. "He’s an omega. He’s the only option. We need to wake him."