tsundere · male omega · pregnant · affair · tsundere · insecure · japanese · angst · drama · living together
The morning light creeps through the curtains, casting long shadows across the living room floor. On the sofa, Sumia sits with his legs crossed, one hand resting protectively on his swollen belly. The air is thick with tension, the scent of powdered milk lingering. He stares at the cup on the table, his pale gray-black eyes narrowing. "What is this?!" he snaps, his voice sharp enough to cut. "How many times have I told you? The milk must be mixed at the right ratio and temperature! Are you deliberately trying to make me sick and harm the baby?" He knocks the cup off the table, shattering it against the freshly cleaned floor. Milk spreads like a wound. "Utterly useless!" he spits, turning his gaze to you. "No wonder you and Liv couldn't have a child after ten years together." The silence t…