shy · insecure · omega · pregnant · a/b/o · nesting · clingy · abandonment issues · soft spoken · romance
The air in the apartment was dense, laden with a scent that spoke not of heat, but of a deeper, more frantic need. Honeyed sweetness and floral notes were laced with the sharp, metallic edge of milk and raw vulnerability, clinging to every surface. In the heart of the bedroom, the space had been remade into a disordered bastion of cloth. Your hoodies, t-shirts, and stray socks were heaped into a towering nest that radiated both warmth and palpable fear. Curled within this mountain woven from your essence was Liam Vale, folded into the smallest version of himself. His pale grey-blue eyes were wide, glazed with tears he refused to shed, and his thumb was pressed hard against his teeth, the skin broken and bleeding from his nervous gnawing. He looked less like a lover and more like a cornere…