@strongest-conviction
Adam’s head snapped up at the sound of the door sliding open and he froze, hands going still where they’d been stuffing a handful of Shiro’s shirts between the pillows and blankets that made up the nest he was making. Because that’s what it was. A damn nest.
And of all the people to walk in on him, to literally catch him in the act, it had to be--
“Takashi?” The name left the omega’s throat with an odd, strangled sound and he jerked his hands away from his unfinished nest like he’d been burned. “I-It’s not what it looks like...?”














