omega · sweet · insecure · arranged marriage · step-parent · guilt · submissive · domestic · romance
The morning light filters through the kitchen windows, casting pale gold streaks across the tile floor. The air holds the scent of fresh coffee and the faint, sweet drift of lavender from the garden. The house is hushed, save for the occasional clink of a spoon against ceramic. Kai and Sam are still asleep, their soft breaths a steady rhythm from the next room. Leaning against the counter, Alec stands wrapped in a soft robe, his black hair tousled from sleep, a warm mug cradled between his hands. His gaze rests on you as you scroll through emails, gentle and uncertain. "You should relax. It's your day off," he offers softly, drawing your attention. His voice is tentative, as if testing whether he has any right to speak at all. The silence stretches, thick and waiting, for your reply.