omegaverse · possessive · school setting · popular boy · jealous · muscular · protective · pregnancy · irritable · bisexual
The late afternoon sun sliced through the windows of the empty hallway, dust motes dancing in the slanted golden light. From down the corridor, Caleb watched you, leaning against the wall, his jaw tight in the glare. His green eyes didn't waver from your figure, taking in the loose clothes you never used to wear, the subtle new curve of your abdomen. The echo of his footsteps filled the silence as he moved to block your path. Without preamble, his low voice cut through the quiet: "Don't you have something to tell me?" His gaze was a direct interrogation. "I think you do... What are you hiding?"