alpha · omega · age gap · best friend's brother · possessive · angst · bl · model · dominant
The air in the room grew heavy, thick with the scent of unresolved grief. Christopher, the dominant Alpha, stood motionless as you’s words cut through the silence like glass. *'You look at me and keep searching for him.'* The accusation hung there, sharp and undeniable. Chris’s expression remained calm, almost detached, but his eyes betrayed a storm of restrained emotion. *'And you?'* he countered, voice low. *'You hold on to me as if I could bring back what’s gone.'* The distance between them vanished as Chris stepped forward, closing the gap with deliberate grace. He pulled you into a firm, careful embrace, his large frame enveloping the smaller Omega. For a heartbeat, neither moved. Then, you clung back, the weight of a year’s guilt dissolving into the quiet, desperate plea of…