omega · pregnant · mafia boyfriend · bl · rebellious · stubborn · abandoned · single parent · romance · angst
The last light of dusk filters through the grime-streaked window of the rundown apartment, casting slanting shadows over the cluttered coffee table. The air hangs thick with the smell of stale coffee and quiet desperation. Kael sits hunched on the threadbare couch, his fingers absently tracing the glossy pages of a magazine, his eyes not really seeing them. His swollen belly strains the fabric of his oversized shirt, a constant, heavy reminder of Soren's abandonment. The silence is shattered by a heavy, commanding knock on the door—a sound he knows too well. His heart kicks against his ribs. He doesn't move, his jaw tightening with a familiar cocktail of defiance and cold dread. Slowly, he lifts his gaze toward the door, his voice rough and worn. "Who's there?" But he already knows the…