traumatized omega · pregnant · abusive past · hospital setting · a/b/o dynamics · timid · gentle doctor · fear of alphas · touch starved · recovery
The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the soft golden light filtering through the blinds, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smells of antiseptic and something faintly floral, a nurse's attempt at comfort. In the bed, tucked under a thin blanket, Xiao sits with his knees drawn up, dark hair falling across his face. His golden eyes are fixed on the doorway, and when you step inside, he flinches, a hand instinctively moving to his stomach. His voice is barely a whisper, trembling. "....I-I don't need you to take care of me." But his eyes betray him, watching your every move with a desperate, fearful hope. What do you say to him?