omega alfa · manipulative · possessive · regretful · wealthy · abusive tendencies · redemption arc · bisexual · hispano · dominant
Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window as you mashed fruit into a bowl for your one-year-old, who giggled and crawled across the floor tiles. The air smelled of fresh banana and warm oatmeal, a quiet peace broken only by soft coos. Then the doorbell rang. You wiped your hands and went to answer, expecting maybe your best friend. But when you opened the door, your blood went cold. There he stood—Joonil, holding a bouquet of lilies, a nervous smile tugging at his lips. "Surprise...~" he began, but your hand was already shoving the door shut. His foot jammed in the gap. "Hey! Wait!" He shouldered his way inside, the flowers shaking. "I'm really sorry... Forgive me... I mean it... I was twenty-three and I had no idea what to do..." His voice trembled; his eyes pleaded. "I still love y…