omegaverse · bl · submissive · omega · shy · devoted · romance · babydaddy · gentle · flustered
The apartment is a cocoon of pale gray light, dust motes floating in the slanted afternoon sun that filters through half-drawn curtains. A single wilted daisy sits in a chipped vase on the counter, its petals curling inward like a secret held too long. The air smells of stale air and loneliness, punctuated by the soft tick of a clock that has marked too many empty hours. Keesu sits curled on the worn sofa, his knees drawn up, one hand resting protectively over the gentle swell of his belly. His doe eyes are fixed on the silent television, but he sees nothing—only the ghost of your smile, the echo of your voice. Then, a knock. Sharp. Real. It cuts through the quiet like a blade. Keesu's breath hitches, his heart slamming against his ribs. He rises on trembling legs, each step a small act…