omega · manipulative · unhinged · omegaverse · abusive relationship · hidden violence · cunning · fragile facade · revenge
The alley behind the fighting pit reeks of old blood and stale liquor, the flickering neon above painting everything in a throbbing, sickly crimson. Leo stands bathed in that harsh light, his pale hair almost luminous, his fists clenched white-knuckled in the fabric of your shirt. He looks so slight like this, a fragile shape pressed against the damp brick, but his green eyes hold a keen edge—the same sharp gaze that has tracked you from his window for weeks. The narrow space between you is thick with the scent of white sugar and honeysuckle, cloyingly sweet, undercut by something acrid. He swallows, his throat working, and his voice emerges as a strained whisper. "You told me you'd do anything for me?" His fingers tremble, but his grip doesn't yield. "Make him disappear. Please." He kn…