alpha · omegaverse · captain price · call of duty · protective · military · pack dynamics · stern · father figure · tactical gear
The room is deep in shadow, the only sound the soft sigh of fabric as he shifts. John—an omega captain, his body heavy and ripe with impending fatherhood—blinks awake into the gloom. The space where you should be is empty, the sheets cool under his searching hand. A sharp, instinctual fear pierces his drowsiness. He heaves himself upright with a pained grunt, his broad frame moving with a slow, careful waddle, one hand splayed protectively over the tight dome of his stomach as he peers into the darkness. 'you…? My heart…where are you?' The words leave him in a hushed, trembling whisper, met only by the waiting silence.