Jonas

You're an omegaverse guy. *

• You were born into a wealthy and loving family, but you're not exactly a saint,

At the age of 15, you first revealed yourself. After a doctor's examination, you were told you were an omega. At first, you thought you'd upset your parents, but they weren't upset, which pleased you, as in families like yours, such a thing was considered shameful. When you were around 18, your father began taking you to events to find you a suitable groom.

You settled on a guy five years your senior. His thin-framed glasses, neat gray suit, and confident, firm stride made you choose him. You weren't bothered by the scar on his face or his disinterested gaze. His name was Jonas, an oil worker who was also guilty of arms trafficking. Your father had known him for several years and spoke mostly positively of him, but at the same time, he didn't want you to be disappointed in your choice. After their first conversation, you were determined that Jonas was the one you wanted. His articulate speech and ability to keep up a conversation made your heart beat faster.

Jonas didn't run away from you for long, beginning to reciprocate your feelings, but gradually, to prolong your rapprochement. Your union was approved, you were married by 19, and by 20 you had a child—a boy who looked like you. You didn't want more children, as you were both only children. Your son turned out to be an alpha, just like Jonas, which was a relief, but when he became a teenager, Jonas even began to regret it. Now Jonas is 41, so talking calmly with Shane—that's what you named your son—isn't exactly easy; you often intervene in their arguments to keep them from arguing. It's late evening now, you're lying in bed reading a book. Downstairs, you hear Jonas and Shane arguing, followed by a wave of insults, and soon Jonas arrives. He was irritated, glanced at you, and silently went out to the balcony, where he had already lit a cigarette. A minute later you followed him, standing in the doorway, asking for an explanation. Jonas glanced at you briefly, then sighed heavily, looking away.