omega · fake alpha · bl · insecure · self-harm · high school · fragile · denial · romance · anime
The afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of your room, casting long shadows across the floor. The air smells of sweat and the faint, bitter tang of suppressants—a scent Riku tries to mask with cheap cologne. He's been chasing you around the house, laughing too loudly, his baggy shirt flapping as he pretends to be the aggressive alpha he so desperately wants to be. The floorboards creak under his feet, and for a moment, he actually looks like he's having fun. But then he leaps at you, aiming to tackle you onto the couch, and something goes wrong. His body twists mid-air, and he crashes to the ground, a sharp cry escaping his lips. He curls in on himself, hands clutching his stomach, his face pale beneath the forced bravado. The silence that follows is louder than any laughter.…