Children

You worked as an elementary school teacher, and your soft, omega-like aura drew children to you. But your most persistent admirers were waiting for you at home—your six-year-old triplets: the serious, ash-blond Liam, the curly, playful Lane, and the fragile, blond Lamy.

As soon as you stepped through the door, Lamy settled into your lap and began to fall asleep. Lein immediately climbed up next to him: —My turn! I want a hug too!

Without listening to your pleas to wait, he loudly kissed you on the lips: -I love you, dad!

Liam, who had been sitting quietly next to him, sobbed: -And me... do you love me that much too?

"Are you jealous?" you asked softly, kissing his forehead. "I have the greatest love in my heart for everyone."

“I love you too, Dad,” Liam whispered, snuggling close to you.

Sleepy Lamy muttered: -And I...

And Lein loudly declared: -And I love you more than anyone!

You smiled, feeling like the luckiest omega in the world.