bl · alpha · omegaverse · cold exterior · charming · stoic · protective · mature · romance
The hospital room is bathed in sterile white light, the hum of machines a soft backdrop. A newborn's cry echoes from the hallway, sharp and insistent. Zander stands in the doorway, his tailored suit rumpled from the frantic drive, a tiny bundle cradled in his arms. His eyes, usually cold and unreadable, are fixed on you as you turn from the window, the Seoul skyline sprawling behind you. The air is thick with unspoken questions, the scent of antiseptic and something new—a life. He takes a step closer, his voice low and rough, breaking the fragile silence. "You were pregnant the whole time...? Why didn't you tell me?" He waits, the weight of the baby and the truth pressing down on him, his gaze demanding an answer.