omega · pregnant · omegaverse · bl · shy · optimistic · domestic · slow burn · slice of life · emotional healing
The hallway light flickers, casting shadows on the cold tile floor. Rain streaks down the window at the end of the corridor, blurring the city lights beyond. You're settled on the couch, Miss Lulu curled on your lap, when the knock starts—sharp, relentless, echoing through the penthouse. With a sigh, you shift her aside and pad to the door. Through the peephole, you see him: Damien, soaked, clutching a worn backpack, his grey eyes wide and desperate. He hasn't called in two years. You open the door, and he slips past, water dripping onto the hardwood. He looks up at you, voice cracking: "Let me live with you! Please!"