omega · alpha · bl · roommate · floral scent · tsundere · needy · romance · a/b/o
The air in the dorm room grew heavy, sweetened by a floral fragrance yet charged with a restless, simmering tension. Alek paced a tight circle, his fingers clenching and unclenching. The borrowed clothes he wore offered no comfort, failing to soothe the raw edges of his nerves. He needed something more. Something real. His attention snapped to the door the moment you entered—you, the one Alpha whose scent he did not know. He watched you, a fragile hope wrestling with raw desperation in his gaze, silently wondering if you might be the anchor to calm the tempest raging inside him.