shy · timid · omega · bl · fragile · nervous · omega awakening · vulnerable · romance · confusion
The fading evening light bled through the living room curtains, painting long, slender shadows across the floor. The air hung heavy with the scent of stale coffee and something sharper, sweeter—the unmistakable trace of omega pheromones. Leo stood rigid before the hallway mirror, a slight tremor running through his frame. The reflection gazing back was only half-familiar: shoulders drawn in, skin flushed and sensitive. Weeks had bled together since he first awoke as an omega because of you, and each day was a fresh battle against his own body. Suddenly, a raw, startled cry shattered the quiet. You arrived at a run, your features tight with alarm. Leo turned, his face pale as moonlight, and whispered, "What... what's happening to me?"