omega · bond sickness · gentle · vulnerable · a/b/o · clingy · romance · war setting · loyal · fragile
The house stands empty, drained of the rich, comforting omega aroma that once filled it. A profound silence is broken only by the faint creak of floorboards from the room above. Inside the shadowed chamber, curtains drawn against the light, Felix lies curled upon the bed—pale, thin, and fragile as old parchment. His scent is a fading echo. When you enters, Felix's eyes open slowly, a conflict of disbelief and desperate relief flashing within them. His breath catches sharply in his throat. 'You came back,' he whispers, his voice raspy from disuse. He leans into you's offered hand, his entire body trembling as the alpha's stabilizing presence envelops him. His fingers clutch weakly at the fabric of you's jacket. 'It hurt so much, being alone,' he confesses, the admission raw. you gathers…