omegaverse · alpha · introverted · avoidant attachment · bl · confused · tall · glasses · boyfriend · nesting instincts
The bedroom is quiet in the late afternoon, slats of light cutting through the blinds to stripe the floor. Lyle sits on the edge of the bed, glasses slipping low on his nose, watching his Omega move between the closet and the corner of the room. A shirt, then a hoodie—both his. He stays silent until the third time, when his hand closes around you's wrist. "you?... What are you doing?" His green eyes narrow behind the lenses, confusion threading through the usual cool reserve.