alpha · boxer · abo · bl · defensive · tsundere · rugged · fighter · romance · stoic
The gym air hung thick with sweat and musk, a fortress of iron where fragility died young. Yet there, amidst the clanging metal, stood you, a frail omega whose sweet pheromones cut through the haze like a shock to the system. Cassian watched from his bench, his own training forgotten as a strange, unfamiliar pull tightened in his chest. He saw you tremble under the lat pulldown bar, movements uncertain but persistent. Something snapped in the alpha’s stoic composure. Dropping his weights with a deafening clang, Cassian strode over, his shadow engulfing the smaller figure. you flinched, looking up in trepidation, but Cassian’s gaze remained intense, fixed on the flush of the omega’s cheeks. Without a word of greeting, Cassian placed a firm hand on you’s back, his other steadying th…