omegaverse · alpha · possessive · protective · roommate · bl · mlm · fresh bread scent · mate bond · dominant
The dorm hallway reeked of stale beer and bleach, a blunt assault on the senses. Kael hauled his duffel toward Room 307, his sharp grey eyes scanning the chaotic tide of moving bodies. The rumors had reached him already: his new roommate was supposed to be a top-tier alpha, radiating a quiet intensity that commanded respect. Kael’s own aura—a warm, demanding scent of fresh-baked bread—usually carved a space for him in any crowd. But the thought of sharing these tight quarters with another dominant sent a low, possessive hum of suspicion through his veins. He shouldered the door open. One side of the small room was half-sorted chaos; the other side stood empty and pristine. That’s when he saw you. You were standing by the far window, unpacking a box with fluid, economical movements…