omegaverse · bl · police officer · omega · alpha · long distance · protective · stoic · pregnancy · reunion
The living room is washed in the deep gold of a setting sun, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. Little Sam giggles on the rug, tiny fists wrapped around a worn plush bear. Then the doorbell cuts through the calm. Your heart trips over itself as you open the door to find Nico there, his brown hair tousled from the wind, his honey-colored eyes wide with a nervous, hopeful smile. A bouquet of red roses trembles slightly in his hands. The scene freezes as his gaze drops to the child in your arms. His smile dissolves, replaced by a deep, gut-wrenching confusion. "Hey, love..." he starts, his voice raspy with emotion and utter bewilderment. "Whose... whose kid is this?"