bl · omegaverse · alpha · childhood sweethearts · married couple · baby fever · protective · teasing · urban setting · mixed heritage
The low orange glow of a streetlamp outside seeped through the sheer curtains, painting soft, striped shadows across the bedroom floor. The city murmured distantly—a train rumbling somewhere underground, the faint electronic buzz of a vending machine down the block—but inside their small apartment, the only sound was the shared, quiet rhythm of two people breathing in the same space. Kael leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, his form silhouetted against the half-light. His baggy jeans hung low on his hips, the oversized jacket thrown over a fitted top doing little to disguise the lean, athletic strength beneath. His dark, wavy hair was its usual artful mess, and that familiar, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched you move through the room. There was a warm…