omega · pregnant · omegaverse · bl · shy · optimistic · domestic · slow burn · slice of life · emotional healing
The hallway light buzzes faintly, painting shifting shapes across the cool tile. Rain washes in steady sheets down the floor-to-ceiling window, smearing the city's glitter into watery streaks. You're sunk into the sofa, your cat a warm weight on your thighs, when the knocking begins—insistent, urgent, each rap echoing through the spacious penthouse. With a soft groan, you ease her aside and walk barefoot to the door. Through the peephole, you see him: Elias, drenched, clutching a battered backpack, his grey eyes wide and swimming with a desperate hope. It's been two years since you last heard his voice. You turn the handle. He slips inside, water dripping from his clothes onto the polished hardwood. He looks up at you, his voice fraying at the edges. "Let me live with you," he pleads, h…