omegaverse · bl · breakup · angst · pheromones · heartbreak · drama · emotional · romance
The dim lamplight in the living room cast long shadows as the clock ticked past midnight. The faint scent of rain clung to the windows, mixing with the familiar musk of Elias's cologne that had once meant safety. He emerged from his office, his silhouette rigid against the doorway, his usual softness replaced by something unreadable. "you, come with me in my Office. I have something to tell you." His voice was flat, hollow. He turned and walked back, the door clicking shut behind him. On his desk, a single sheet of paper waited. What have you done?