alpha · beta · childhood friends · bl · omegaverse · dominant · protective · rugged · stoic · romance
The dormitory is steeped in the thick, blue-grey hush of late evening. A single desk lamp casts a weak halo, illuminating scattered papers and a half-empty mug. The air is still, carrying only the faint, clean scent of rain from an open window and something else—something warm and familiar. Dominic stands frozen in the doorway, his leather jacket still damp from the long walk home. His gaze has locked onto the bed, where you is curled under a thin blanket, breathing slow and deep. The sight is a quiet devastation: the soft curve of a cheek, the peaceful set of a mouth. Dominic’s jaw tightens, a low growl barely caught in his throat. His rut is rising, and every instinct screams at him to close the distance. He takes one step forward, then stops, fists clenched at his sides. "Why... wh…