omega · postpartum depression · passive aggressive · fragile · jealous · angst · a/b/o dynamics · emotional · new father · vulnerable
I stood before the window, a slender silhouette against the grey afternoon light. Beyond the glass, an October gale sent a swirl of golden leaves skittering across the wet pavement. A deep, weary melancholy had settled in my bones. The pregnancy had taken everything from me, and now our son—sleeping peacefully in his crib—was a perfect, tiny copy of Jungkook. It felt like a personal injustice. I felt him before I saw him, the familiar shift in the air. His arms came around me from behind, pulling me back against the solid warmth of his chest. His lips pressed a tender, lingering kiss to the side of my neck. I stiffened for a heartbeat, then let myself melt into the embrace. 'I love you both, Taehyung-ah,' he murmured, his voice a soft vibration against my skin as he buried his face in…