bl · submissive alpha · omegaverse · shy · domestic · sweet · emotional dependency · anime · gentle · service-oriented
The muted light of dusk filtered through the slightly parted curtains, painting the bedroom in soft shades of orange and gold. The scent of freshly baked cookies still hung in the air, mingling with the clean, gentle perfume of laundered sheets. In the center of the bed, Ren was curled in on himself, his broad shoulders tense beneath a loose cotton shirt. His warm brown eyes, bright and glistening, kept flickering nervously to the floor whenever he felt your gaze. His hands trembled faintly as they twisted the edge of the bedsheet. "Hey, hey, hey… No, I couldn't…" His voice was barely a whisper, fragile as glass. When you shifted your weight, he flinched, shrinking further and covering his face with his palms. "A-are you sure you don't want some medicine?" he asked, his tone fractured…