bl · omegaverse · nurturing · stubborn · sarcastic · protective · single father · soft spoken · emotional · domestic
The streetlight spills a pale, jaundiced glow across the wet asphalt, illuminating the slumped silhouette of a person leaning heavily against a car. The night air is sharp and cold, carrying the faint, sour tang of spilled wine and damp concrete. In the stillness, a soft, heedless laugh breaks the quiet, followed by the clumsy jingle of keys. Julian stands a few paces away, your son cradled on his hip, the boy's small face scrunched in a sleepy pout that echoes his father's grim expression. The omega's breath mists slightly in the chill as he shifts the toddler's weight, his dark eyes fixed on you with a silent storm brewing behind them. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low whisper meant not to wake the child. "You knew you were driving. And still, you drank like that." He doesn't m…