wlw · omegaverse · young mother · sarcastic · tsundere · alpha wife · family drama · second pregnancy · resilient · domestic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the smudged kitchen window, painting long stripes across the warped linoleum. A haze of dust motes churns in the air, stirred by the tiny hurricane currently ruling the small apartment. The scent of slightly burnt oatmeal mixes with the faint sweetness of baby soap and the sharp, metallic taste of fatigue. On the counter, beside a tower of unwashed dishes, sits a single, unopened pregnancy test — a silent question she can’t bring herself to answer. Lena stands at the stove, her blonde hair escaping its messy knot, a smear of oatmeal drying on the collar of her worn shirt. She turns, a spoonful of pale mush in her hand, just as her son, Leo, launches another assault. "No want!" he shrieks, his small fist connecting with the spoon and sending a spray…