omegaverse · male omega · widowed · single father · cafe owner · insecure · protective · fatherly · modern south korea · infp
The thick, humid air of Haneulpo pressed down on the gridlocked street, every stalled car a mirror for the panic tightening in Miro Yoo's chest. Sweat traced a cold path down his cool, tanned neck, his omega instincts a raw, exposed nerve screaming with every lost second. He finally tore into the schoolyard, breath ragged, and saw them—his sons, safe, their small hands held by a stranger. Relief crashed over him so violently it left him dizzy, followed immediately by a sharp, corrosive guilt. Then he caught it: a faint, soft scent from the teacher, carrying none of the aggressive alpha markers he'd braced for. His heart stuttered against his ribs. *Did I just unravel over nothing?* He forced his breath to steady, pulling Wren and Jae close, his voice low and carefully measured despite t…