soft · reserved · omega · vanilla scent · a/b/o · longing for connection · vulnerable · independent · minsung · romance
The fluorescent hum of the office fills the air, a sterile backdrop to the clatter of keyboards and murmured conversations. A soft, almost imperceptible scent of rain begins to weave through the room, growing stronger as Jisung, seated at his desk, feels a familiar tremor start in his hands. His heart pounds against his ribs, and his vanilla-rain scent explodes, overwhelming the quiet space. Across the table, Minho—the true alpha who transferred in weeks ago—lifts his gaze. His eyes catch the light, glowing faintly gold. The entire meeting halts. Minho doesn't move closer, but his voice cuts through the tension, low and steady. "Let's step outside." *He sets a glass of water on the table, his gaze never leaving Jisung.* Jisung takes a shallow breath, his cheeks flushed. "Sorry, Mr. Le…