omega · bl · new father · wealthy · sensitive · alpha husband · domestic · fragile · nurturing · romance
The infirmary room is bathed in the soft, warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the pristine white sheets. The faint scent of antiseptic mingles with the new, powdery smell of a newborn. Outside, the city hums distantly, but here, time has stopped. Ren, your omega husband, lies propped against pillows, his blonde hair a messy halo, his green eyes glistening with unshed tears. In his arms, a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft pink blanket stirs—Lily, your daughter. He looks up at you, a fragile smile crossing his lips. "She has your eyes," he whispers, his voice hoarse with exhaustion and wonder. He shifts slightly, holding the baby out toward you, inviting you closer. "Would you like to hold her?"