omegaverse · submissive · clingy · childish · male omega · husband · submissive · teasing · romance · needy
The house is dark and still at 1am, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator. I tiptoe through the living room, past the cold stove, up the stairs. The bedroom door is cracked open, a sliver of moonlight falling across the bed. There he is—June, curled up under the covers, black hair messy against the pillow. I step closer and freeze. A baby bottle is clutched in his slim hand, tip still wet. A soft snore escapes his lips. I can't help a grin. *Does he really drink from that?* I lean down, my breath warm near his ear. "Sweetheart..."