wwx is an omega, 5 months pregnant, and homeless after being kicked...

Lwj offers wwx a place to stay—his own home.
Yu Furen spared no mercy for him when he told her he was pregnant. It was a drunken one night stand, one that wwx had no recollection of except for the
She had taken one look at him, on his knee’s, his head bowed to the floor, /begging/, and had told him to get out.
What will he do? With no one to turn to, no where to live, jobless and pregnant?
How will his child survive?
And yet wwx feels the hot trails roll down his cheeks, staining his skin with unbidden sorrows. He curls in on himself,
wwx sobs, he wails, and his sour scent leaks out of him until he’s almost sure he can /feel/ the disgusted look other people are throwing at him.
wwx inhales shakily, his breath catching so hard on a sob that he chokes.
He’s so consumed by his grief that he doesn’t notice the alpha on one knee in front of him until he makes himself known.
“Here.”
wwx startles, lifting his head to see a fresh bottle of water being thrusted in front of him.
With shaking hands he takes the bottle from the man, clumsily opening the cap with a crack and chugging half of it’s contents in one go.
And he’s right because not even two seconds later wwx’s breath stutters once again and he inhales the water down the wrong pipe.
Coughing, he feels a hand gently run up and down his back.
It makes wwx want to fall apart again.
wwx takes in the sight of this kind stranger. He’s tall, broad, and obviously an alpha. His black hair is short, and he’s wearing an expensive business suit like he’s heading to work.
“Are you alright?” The man asks.
wwx jolts out of his thoughts and realizes that scrutinizing this man has helped him calm down somewhat.
The alpha removes his hand from wwx’s back, stands up, and takes a seat beside the omega on the bench. Like this, their bodies right next to each other, wwx feels small compared to him.
Gosh, his scent is really so soothing. Sandalwood
Silence weighs heavy between them, or at least heavy on wwx.
From the corner of his eye he see’s the alpha turn his head to him.
“Why were you crying?” He asks, gruff but not unkind.
wwx hesitates.
He’s always prided himself on never needing help, instead being the one to help others, even if it
Yet, right now, in front of this alpha who has so kindly offered him a helping hand…
wwx wants to spill everything. He /wants/ someone to listen and to care.
The alpha shifts quietly. “How far along?”
wwx ducks his head. “Five months now,” he answers.
“….Do you…not want it?” The man asks stiltedly.
“It was a surprise—I don’t even know who the father is,” wwx says.
wwx wipes at his cheeks. “She didn’t want a whore in her house.”
“Do not listen to her words,” the man protests in that succinct way of his.
The alpha is struck silent by the omega’s outburst, and really wwx can’t blame him.
“….If I offered you the choice to live with me, would you take it?”
wwx stares incredulously at him.
“What?”
wwx laughs brokenly. “I don’t even know you.”
“Then get to know me,” he shoots back.
wwx feels… he doesn’t know how to feel. Here he is being offered the chance to have a roof over his head by a mere /stranger/. Some guy he’s met in a park.
“How do I know you aren’t some psychopath?” wwx eyes him warily. He.. well, he looks rich at least.
“Then I will let you have the suite to yourself and give you the keys.” The man gazes at him, his golden eyes unwavering. “I could not live with myself if I abandoned you here while you are in need.”
The alpha looks at him with something wwx cannot place. His face softens, his eyebrows drawing down slightly. He looks… he looks guilty, perhaps.
wwx has no answer for that. But he knows what he’s going to say in response to the mans offer.
“I’ll go with you, but first…” wwx smiles at him. “Tell me your name.”
“Lan Wangji. You can call me Lan Zhan.”
Lwj unlocks the door with a click, pushing it open and letting wwx walk into the suite first.
It’s spacious and obviously something a rich person would own.
“Make yourself at home,” lwj quietly tells him.
“Are you sure I can stay?” wwx asks, shrugging off his
“Nonesense,” lwj gently rebukes. “I will not ask you to leave until you deicide you want to. You may stay as long as you like.”
….Oh, wwx feels like crying again.
It must show on his
“I’m okay, I’m fine—“ wwx waves him off, fanning his face. “It’s the hormones. You’re being too sweet to me right now.”
lwj relaxes, his lips curling into a faint smile. “I will only be kinder. Prepare yourself.”
The alpha sets him up comfortably in one of the guest bedrooms, lending him clothes that are two sizes too big for him and a brand new toothbrush.
“You’ll have to face Yu Furens wrath.”
“A mere beta does not scare me.”
That makes wwx blush, for
“Alright, then you can be my bodyguard,” wwx says laughingly, gazing up at this generous alpha who is far too kind for his own good.
Lwj huffs, shaking his head and turns to leave.
When he smells lwj, he feels at peace. When he looks at him, he envisions a
This man is not the father of his child. Lwj couldn’t possibly be.
But even so…
wwx tugs at lwj’s sleeve, stopping him in his tracks before he walks away.
“Wei Ying?”
wwx trembles. “Have we… Have we met before, Lan Zhan?”
Perhaps they have. Passing each other as strangers in a grocery store, a cafe, even the
lwj’s eyes widen, a hint of panic leaking into his scent. He quickly recovers, like it was never even there.
wwx heart pounds in his ears. Lwj pats his head, causing the omega to let out a shocked breath.
Instead, lwj opens his mouth and tells him, “Rest, Wei Ying.”
wwx hums. “See you, Lan Zhan.”
He closes the door gently, and face plants onto his bed.
Lwj…. Just who are you?
so… do you think lwj is the father? 🫣