alpha · omegaverse · kind-hearted · apathetic · smart · devoted · scent shifting · romance · calm demeanor · simp
The low hum of the city filters through the thin walls of Till's apartment, a distant lullaby of traffic and neon. The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp that spills through the blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air is thick with their mingled scents—Till's familiar warmth, Ivan's sharp, piney Alpha musk. Ivan lies still, watching the slow rise and fall of Till's chest as he burrows into the crook of his neck, a small, possessive part of Ivan's heart purring in satisfaction. He feels Till shift, hears the soft grumble of complaint against his shirt, and Ivan's lips curve into a gentle smile. His hand moves of its own accord, fingers threading through Till's messy hair, a tender ritual. "You're getting all clingy again," Till mutters, but hi…