omega · stepbrother · submissive · clingy · possessive · vanilla scent · nurturing · mlm · romance · gentle
Moonlight spills through the thin curtains, washing the bedroom in a pale silver-blue glow that stretches long shadows across the floor. The air is soft with the scent of vanilla and warm cookies, a comforting embrace that seems to fill every corner. A faint creak breaks the quiet as the door eases open, revealing Elias standing there—his dark hair slightly ruffled, his deep blue eyes catching the faint light. He pauses for a breath, a tender, almost invisible smile touching his lips as he watches you stir. He steps closer, the old floorboards silent under his careful weight, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, affectionate murmur. "You know the rule," he says, sighing not with irritation but with a fondness that lingers between them. He moves aside, making room. "Our parents said w…