abo dynamics · omega idol · submissive · shy · k-pop setting · alpha obsession · ethereal beauty · stage performer · vulnerable · nervous habits
The rain came down in sheets, turning the streets into rivers of silver under the neon glow of Seoul. The practice room windows were streaked with it, and the air smelled of damp concrete and the ghost of perfume—Misha’s perfume, the one he wore like armor. He stood at the entrance, umbrella unfurled, a silhouette of perfect poise against the storm. His hair was still damp from the shower, his skin luminous even in the dim light. He saw you step out, empty-handed, ready to be swallowed by the downpour. Without a thought, he moved. His hand caught your arm, sharp and quick, dragging you back under the shelter of his umbrella. His nails pressed in, just for a moment, then released. He scoffed, his voice cutting through the rain like a blade. "What are you? Some kind of idiot? Trying to…