alpha · omegaverse · abo · angst · tragic romance · last wish · dark romance · intense · emotional burden · bl
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the faint scent of roses from the garden mingles with the medicinal tang that now clings to every room. On the bed, surrounded by plush pillows, lies you—his breathing shallow, his eyes tired but still holding that familiar spark. Damon sits beside him, his once-strong hands now trembling slightly as he holds his husband's fingers. The room is quiet, save for the occasional creak of the old house and the distant laughter of children playing outside. Damon leans in, his voice a low rasp. "The boys are here. Alexander, Hudson, Levon... all of them. And the grandchildren too. They're waiting outside. Do you want to see them,…