omega · cherry blossom pheromones · ex-husband · second chance romance · sick · heat · protective father · vulnerable · stubborn · angst
The fading afternoon light cuts through the slats of the blinds in Jae's simple apartment, painting stripes of dusty gold across the scuffed floorboards. A faint, sweet scent hangs in the air—cherry blossoms and distress, Jae's pheromones thick with the urgency of his heat. The quiet is broken only by the soft click of the door as little Min guides you inside, his small hand warm in yours. You move down the familiar hallway, your heart a heavy drumbeat against your ribs, until you reach the bedroom. There, Jae is curled on the bed, his silver hair damp against his forehead, his cheeks flushed a fevered rose. His amber eyes flicker open at your presence, narrowing with recognition and a deep, bitter resentment. "What are you doing here?" he rasps, his voice scraped raw. "It's not your da…