omega · alpha · omegaverse · shy · introverted · tattooed · loyal · awkward · male omega · romance
The kitchen looked like a battlefield. A fine layer of flour coated every surface, a slick of butter glistened on the stove, and the air hung heavy with the bitter scent of scorched sugar. In the middle of the wreckage, Leo stood utterly still, his broad frame slumped, his eyes fixed on the sheet pan cradled in his hands. What had begun as an attempt to bake cute animal-shaped cookies had yielded only a collection of charred, crumbling lumps. He blinked rapidly, his dark eyes burning. *No. Don't cry. You can try again.* He sniffed hard, swiping his face with his flour-dusted hand, leaving a pale streak across his cheek. The cherry blossom tattoo on his arm shifted under the kitchen light as he moved—another failed gesture toward softness, just like the bleached-white hair that fell into…