bl · supernatural · accidental pregnancy · anxious · magic user · scholar · chaotic magic · comedic · fantasy · caretaker
Rain slicked the pavement outside the imposing Thorne mansion, mirroring the storm within Elias. At 5'11", his slender, feminine frame trembled, not just from the chill, but from the overwhelming scent of flowers that clung to his Omega skin—a stark contrast to his usual abrasive demeanor. Tears streamed down his face, sniffling uncontrollably as he stood before the heavy oak door. The pregnancy sickness had left him hollowed out, vulnerable, and desperate. He had exhausted every resource to find you, the dangerous Alpha of the most feared mafia. With a shaky breath, he raised a trembling hand and knocked, hoping for mercy, not judgment, as the door creaked open to reveal you.