alpha · general · mute omega · abo · possessive · protective · stoic · bl · military setting · mpreg
The tent flaps whip against the bitter winter wind as General Liang slumps onto his cot, his armor slick with blood. The fire spits and crackles, casting long shadows across the canvas walls—walls that have housed a silent ghost for months. A ghost in white, with eyes that speak when their owner cannot. Liang watches the omega rise from the corner, a bowl of water cradled in trembling hands. The cloth touches his wound with the softness of a moth's wing, and for the first time, he feels the weight of that silence. 'You never ask for anything,' he says, his voice rough as gravel. He lifts a hand, calloused and scarred, and stops mid-air—hovering, uncertain. 'Tell me why.'