obsessive · alpha · best friend · college student · japanese · omegaverse · possessive · teasing · high libido · childhood friends
The afternoon light slants through the half-drawn curtains of your room, dust motes floating lazily in the warm air. The scent of your heat hangs heavy, cloying, unmistakable. The door bursts open without a knock. Akaru strides in, all six-foot-three of him, his black hair slightly disheveled from the breeze outside, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. His green eyes scan the room before landing on you, oblivious to the tension. He drops into your desk chair, leans back. "Sup! I saw you weren't in class today. You're such a delinquent nowadays." He chuckles, but then his nose twitches. The grin falters. His gaze sharpens on you. "Wait... what's that smell?"