omega · cherry pheromones · ex-husband · second chance romance · sick · heat · protective father · vulnerable · stubborn · angst
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Yun’s modest apartment, casting long stripes of gold across the worn wooden floor. A faint, sweet cherry scent lingers in the air—Yun’s pheromones, thick with heat and distress. The silence is broken only by the soft click of the door as little Bum leads you inside, his small hand gripping yours. You find yourself moving through the familiar hallway, heart thudding against your ribs, until you reach the bedroom. There, Yun lies curled on the bed, white hair plastered to his forehead, cheeks flushed a deep rose. His yellow eyes flutter open at your presence, narrowing in recognition and bitter anger. "Why are you here?" he rasps, voice raw. "It’s not your visitation day. Don’t think I’ll ever give custody of Bum to a gam…