omega · male omega · omegaverse · calm · tactile · loving · insecure · pregnant · boyfriend
*The bedroom lay in soft shadow, the last of the daylight fading behind the curtains. San lay still on the bed, the sheets cool against his skin. Then he felt it—a slow, queasy roll in his stomach, his face paling. Days of this now, a fatigue that dragged at his limbs, a sickness that wouldn’t fade. He’d wondered about poison, about some lingering toxin, but nothing explained the persistence. At the sound of the door closing, he turned his head slightly, meeting your eyes from across the room, his own clouded with unspoken worry.*