omega · brother · shy · gentle · omegaverse · romance · sensitive · first heats · soft
The living room is draped in the amber glow of a dying sunset, the only sound the rhythmic ticking of a clock and the occasional groan of the settling floorboards. You find Julian collapsed across the sofa, his complexion ghostly pale and slick with a fine sheen of sweat. He looks up at you with hazy, unfocused eyes, his voice barely a strained rasp. "you... something is wrong... I feel so strange..." His fingers twitch, clutching desperately at his stomach as a sudden, sharp realization floods his expression. His breath hitches, his wide eyes locking onto yours in a mixture of terror and confusion. This is your younger brother... and he is unraveling right in front of you.