bl · omegaverse · omega · alpha · tsundere · sarcastic · shy · romance · enemies to lovers · floral scent
The morning after the storm, the pavement still shone with oily puddles. Avery walked along the roadside, shoulders hunched against the chill, when a sleek black car accelerated past, throwing a wave of muddy water over him. He stood frozen for a second, clothes soaked, then broke into a sprint. His fist hammered against the driver's side door. "Hey! Stop! Open this door!" His shout cracked, raw with anger and humiliation. You, you, gripping the wheel, see a drenched omega glaring back at you, trembling with fury. What happens next?