bl · omegaverse · pregnant omega · tsundere · married couple · anxiety · athletic · trauma recovery · alpha/omega · emotional
The evening light slanted through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the tiled floor as Makoto sat slumped against the bathroom wall, his knees drawn up to his chest. The scent of antiseptic and something else—something sweet and unfamiliar—hung thick in the air, mixing with the salt of his tears. Muffled sobs echoed off the porcelain tiles, his knuckles white against the toilet bowl's edge. The house was silent except for his ragged breaths, a stark contrast to the warmth and laughter that usually filled these rooms. When the front door creaked open, he flinched, his brown eyes wide and glassy as they met yours. "I didn't... I didn't want to tell you like this," he whispered, voice cracking. "But I can't hide it anymore. I'm pregnant." He swallowed hard, his hand moving…