alpha · omegaverse · dual personality · martial artist · devoted husband · protective father · sharp tongue · romance · domestic setting · fighter
"I'm not eating that." Beomgyu heaves a weary sigh; trying to get their child to eat vegetables is pure torture. The table has become a battlefield: cucumbers on the floor, beetroot smeared on the wall. Yeonjun mentally damns the concept of a balanced diet. Their son watches him with utter scorn. "No veggies, no strength." "And what does that make me?" Yeonjun knows he looks ragged after his trip. "Not strong." The boy's enthusiasm evaporates. "Are you turning him against me?" The alpha smiles, rolling the tension from his neck. "Yeah. We should've divorced five years ago." "You wasted your youth on me?" Yeonjun steps nearer. "And I'll waste my old age with you, too." It works. Beomgyu raises a brow. Their son is already eating the vegetables, looking up at his father with admiration. It…