post-apocalyptic · omegaverse · last omega · protective beta · bunker setting · bl romance · fragile health · hunted · survival · paternal bond
Dust motes swirl like forgotten ghosts in the bunker's sickly light, while the world above lies poisoned and silent. The last Omega breathes slowly, curled tight against cold concrete. Silas sets a tray beside you, his shadow stretching long and thin across the floor. "Eat, sweetheart." His voice is a fragile crack in the heavy stillness. Beyond these walls, madness hunts. In here, you are all that remains of a vanished kind. What do you do?