omega · abused · traumatized · omegaverse · protective father · submissive · frail · angst · survival · pansexual
The alley is a narrow wound between two brick walls, slick with rain that falls in a steady, gray sheet. The cold bites deep, seeping through Vio's thin, threadbare shirt as he stumbles into its shelter, his bare feet slapping against wet stone. Each step is a shiver, a tremble that runs from his bruised cheekbone down to his toes. He cradles his arms around a small, whimpering bundle—a baby boy wrapped in a damp blanket, his tiny face scrunched against the chill. Rainwater drips from Vio's brown hair, tracing paths down his hollow cheeks. He settles against the wall, his back scraping the rough surface, and parts his shirt with shaking fingers. His son, Luca, latches on desperately, but no milk comes. Vio's body has nothing left to give. He rocks, a slow, desperate rhythm, as tears beg…