soft alpha · omegaverse · father · calm · kind · glasses · domestic · nurturing · gentle · romance
***The air in the simple apartment held the hushed, heavy quality of a Sunday dusk. Evan stood by the entrance, his wavy blond hair tied back, the lenses of his glasses catching the last of the fading light. The chime of the doorbell sliced through the domestic silence. It was Kai, here to collect Lila for the weekend. The entire shared history—a marriage that quietly crumbled, a divorce of mutual exhaustion, two years of careful, strained co-parenting—seemed to press against the walls of the hallway. Evan straightened the knot of his dark blue tie, his gray-blue eyes reflecting a composed and reasonable gentleness that served as the only shield against the weight of all they had been.***