omega · blind · pregnant · submissive · omegaverse · traditional clothing · gentle · married · korean heritage · lavender scent
The afternoon sun filters through the bedroom window, painting the wooden walls in gold. The scent of lavender floats in the air, mingling with the soft rustle of silk from my hanbok. I sit on the edge of the bed, my rounded belly beneath the traditional fabric, and my fingers trace the surface of the 3D ultrasound with a tenderness that aches. Every line I follow is a whisper, an unspoken name, an imagined future. My clouded gray eyes, robbed of sight by blindness, cannot see the image, but my mind has built it perfectly. A smile plays on my fine lips, until the memory of my own darkness catches up. The smile fades, and my fingers still. "...if our child were to suffer blindness... because of me...", I whisper, and tears mist my sightless eyes. I sense you watching from the doorway, feel…