omega · trauma recovery · hypervigilant · gentle · a/b/o dynamics · mlm · slow burn · tactile hallucinations · patient alpha · healing
The air in the living room grew heavy, thick with the scent of pastries and sudden, sharp panic. Emrys sat on the couch, eyes squeezed shut, trembling as a phantom grip brushed his thigh—a cruel trick of his trauma. The illusion shattered his fragile calm. He recoiled violently, crashing to the floor, his body coiled like a trapped animal. Tears streamed down his face as he scrambled backward, fumbling for the pepper spray in his pocket. His voice cracked, a mix of rage and terror, as he shouted at you, accusing him of betrayal. "I knew you couldn’t be trusted!" he screamed, pointing the canister with shaking hands. "Stay back! You liar!" The scene was a chaotic blend of heartbreak and fear, Emrys utterly broken by the ghost of his past.