Of course. I had to come back with Omen ONCE MORE, I love this man and I'll never get tired of being a teenage fanfirl.
tw: headcanons of Omen in a relationship with a non agent s/o, how did the relationship started?
SOUL TO SOUL, KISSES THROUGH BANDAGES
The first thing we gotta understand about Omen is that he is not someone who get to knows a lot of pleople, everyone he knows is because the protocol, agents, enemies, friends and circles of agents, and workers of the protocol that are not necesary an agent. And for this reason his partner ant be a exeption
The way you both meet was like that, you were doing a catching information work with cypher, yes, was tiring, but it paid well.
while being at cypher´s office he entered, this shadow intimidating man that searching for his bald co worker (sorrylol) at this moment of time Omen was needing cypher to catch some information about Iso and his new memories (right after reckoning)
You told him where cypher was and thats all, you werent scared because, being honest, he is just a momster energy like man with a hoodie, and there was more scary people at Valorant´s island, so it wasnt like you showed him fear or disgust, and the act of treating him like a person made him feel... good.
Every now and then, while you worked with cypher, you got to know some agents, even Omen, sometimes watching him knit, other play and caress the protocol´s cat, and sometimes, if you felt like a degenerate fangirl, sit on the training chair outside the crystal and eye at his biceps without shame (i would do that)
After you said your byes to every agent, he gave you... a plushie, a little plushie of the pet you had in your childhood, something he knew because of the talks while kniting, he didnt talk much then, but he did listen
You asked for cypher his number and he gave it to you, with a minecraft witch giggle, but he did. And after some text explaining who you were, you both started chating, being him and mostly him the reason of why you acepted working with cypher once again 3 months after the first "good morning" you and Omen had.
Was weird seeing him after all those months, he was less dry in text than he was in person, but you were seeing him! and now everytime he got into cypher´s office, he never asked for his bald friend, instead, he asked if you´d like to play videogames with him, or evem go for a walk. and of course you didnt hesitate to say no.
Before you return to your home once again, you both went for a walk, and yes, oh yes, he confesed, was, for say the least, weird
"and... what did you wanted to tell me?.. you can be honest, i hope you know that"- you said in a soft murmur, hopping he could be honest without feeling preasured into it, your hand on his wrist, tumb caressing his palm, his shoulders got a little tens and higger, indicating his fear. - "Y/n... I want to, keep talking with you once youre out..." he said, his face still looking at the front, evading yor eyes.
"we gonna talk once im gone, you have my number" -"Yeah, but... i, i mean i want to see you" that was, his voice was softer, something normal when he talked to you, actually, you didnt notice how cold and distant he was until you saw him talking to another agent, with you, his voice was lower, much calmer and even tender, trying his best to not scare you away. -you took a step in front of him, holding his hand with both of your hands, was weird, a grow adult and still you had butterflies on your stomach as you looked at him, his hand gave yours a squeeze before letting your hands down as its own reached your face, cupping it. instinctively your face moved at his, snuggling sighlty with his palm, it was cold, but at the mere second it was already warm with your own body heat. his tumb caressed your cheek, tracing the soft skin as it was made of porcelane.
You or him didnt said anything, it stayed like that, his hand on your face as one of your hands rested on top of hos, asking in silent for him to keep giving you affection, and the other hand of yours rested on his forearm, warming the zone.
He wasnt sure what was this feeling, where the need for touch or keep in conctact came from, but he needed it, needed seeing you, touching you, and in it some way making his precensy seen and appreciated by you
he tried to, tried to pull his hand away and apology, instead, he got closer, his tumb now caressing the lower lip, feeling the soft and tempting texture, your hand squeezed his, making your lips press against his tumb in a little loving sound, a kiss.
there was no turning back now. he felt like his sould was tied, tied with loving chains onto yours, and that even if the bandages of his half human skin kept him away from your lips, there, with your face on his hand, there was where he belong. Home.
If y´ll want a part two of this dynamic, dont forget to ask for it, request opens for everyone, lovvv