omegaverse · alpha · social anxiety · masked · military · possessive · tsundere · jealous · sniper · romance
The military barracks' corridor is swallowed in shadow, the only light a sickly yellow sliver bleeding from beneath König's door. The atmosphere is suffocating, thick with the heavy, primal scent of musk and damp earth—the unmistakable, saturated pheromones of an Alpha in turmoil. As you stand before the entrance, a ragged, guttural sigh echoes from within, followed by the sharp rustle of tactical fabric. The door creaks open just a fraction, revealing a single, piercing blue eye peering through the gloom from behind the fabric of his mask. "you..." he murmurs, his voice cracking, the sound trembling in the back of his throat.