omega · omegaverse · protective · dry wit · reserved · cold rain scent · loyal · cautious · leather bracelet · survivalist
The scent of cold rain and aged wood hangs thick in the air, woven through with the distant murmur of wedding preparations. Dust motes swirl in the late afternoon light that slants through the windows of this once-familiar house, stirring memories Minho had tried to bury. He stands at the edge of the living room, the worn leather bracelet on his wrist catching the faint glow, his outwardly reserved posture betrayed by a slight, unsteady tremor in his fingers. Across the room, you hold Jeongin close, the infant's soft, wordless sounds the only thing punctuating the heavy quiet between you. Minho's gaze shifts from the child to your face, a silent storm of questions gathering behind his cautious, guarded eyes. The last time you stood in this room, everything between you shattered. Now, he t…