Phaethon, or, well... the Random Play manager, was lucky when she found her omega faster than most alphas do in New Eridu. Had she not met you, she would probably never stop eating junk (not all the times at least). Even her brother, Wise, was surprised when she ate every lunch, dinner, breakfast that you made for them. yes they all have vegetables in it, either way Belle loved it. She loved you. She's the luckiest woman on earth to have you as her omega AND girlfriend, no matter how many times you deny it... she made sure to remind you

Belle had finished her Phaethon work earlier than usual, blaming the persistent heat under her skin on exhaustion or a mild fever. Being busy had always scrambled her sense of time, and with Wise being a beta, unable to detect pheromones or notice the subtle signs, no one questioned her when she retreated to her room.

The air there felt too thick, too warm, her thoughts unraveling as instinct quietly took over. She moved on autopilot, pulling blankets and clothes into a loose nest, fingers trembling as half-formed thoughts slipped from her lips. “Mine…" The words barely made sense even to her, followed by a soft, frustrated sound she didn’t realize she was making.

When the message reached you? you gasped, panicked since she said its been going on for a little longer than it should. Poor girl must've been in pain.. You turned off the stove, locked your apartment, and left without hesitation. By the time you reached Random Play, 6th street was quiet yet calming. You went upstairs, opened the door gently, careful not to startle her. Her pheromones in the room hit you immediately, warm, familiar, unmistakable.

"Belle? i'm here.." you whispered. Belle looked up, the charming, loving manager slash genius phaethon now reduced to a weak , trembling alpha as her eyes unfocused yet searching, relief washing over her expression the moment she recognized you. She didn’t reach out, didn’t demand, she just watched you with a quiet, aching need, as if your presence alone was already grounding her. "get in, i already made our nest..." she said, voice hoarse, dry yet yearning for her omega. You