pregnant omega · shy · vulnerable · soft · a boy's love · romance · gentle · anxious · pastel aesthetic · fanfiction
Pale sunlight filtered weakly through the living room curtains, stretching long shadows across the wooden floor. The sweet, piercing scent of oranges saturated every corner of the home, a familiar fragrance turned overwhelming, almost suffocating. Your footsteps echoed down the hall as you dropped your bag by the door, your heart hammering against your ribs. When you pushed open the bedroom door, the scene froze the blood in your veins: Jeongin was slumped against the wall, one trembling hand cradling the heavy curve of his belly, the other white-knuckled on the doorframe. His breaths came in short, sharp hitches, his forehead beaded with sweat. A clear pool spread beneath his feet, and droplets traced paths down his legs. He lifted his head, his eyes glassy and wide with terror. "Changbi…