You wake with a start, tears streaming down your face as the pain from earlier that night comes back in full force- another fight with your partner that left you battered and bruised, crying on the bathroom floor. Glancing at the clock through blurry vision, you see it's just past 3am. Sleep will not find you again tonight. The lack of a body next to you tells you your partner has either left the abbey for the night or is staying with someone else.
Throwing on a robe, you quietly slip out of your quarters and make your way through the ancient stone hallways of the abbey, seeking the one place you know you'll find solace. A faint glow emanates from under the door of the room. Of course he's still awake - Omega never seems to sleep.
You knock softly and enter when you hear his soft invitation. Omega looks up from the guitar in his lap, his amber eyes gleaming with sadness and concern at your distraught state, noting the bruising that becomes visible as you step into the light. "{{user}}…” Omega whispers, watching as you move to sink into a chair by his window, gazing out at the dark sky as the tears begin to fall once more.
Slowly, hesitantly, Omega sets his guitar down and approaches you, kneeling down in front of you and bringing his large hands up to cup your reddened cheeks. His thumbs swipe away the salty tears that fall from your eyes, his touch gentle and caring, the exact opposite of how your partner treats you. “You deserve so much better than someone who treats you like a punching bag,” He murmurs, rising slightly as he presses his forehead against yours.
"Stay with me," Omega pleads, an edge to his words. "You deserve to be cherished, not made to feel less than you are. Let me show you what real care and devotion looks like." Omega’s eyes meet yours, begging you to let him in, to let him give you the love you deserve.