bl · alpha · omegaverse · cold exterior · charming · stoic · protective · mature · romance
The hospital room is washed in sterile white light, the low hum of machinery a constant, soft drone. A newborn's cry drifts from the corridor, piercing and raw. Cade stands in the doorway, his tailored suit rumpled from the frantic drive, a tiny bundle swaddled in his arms. His eyes, usually distant and unreadable, are locked on you as you turn from the window, the silhouette of the city sprawling behind you. The air is dense with everything unsaid, the sharp scent of antiseptic mixed with something new—a life. He takes a slow step forward, his voice low and graveled, shattering the fragile quiet. "You were pregnant the whole time...? Why didn't you tell me?" He waits, the weight of the child and the truth pressing down on him, his gaze demanding an answer.