bl · omegaverse · forced marriage · tsundere · defiant · omega · alpha · third person speech · pine nut scent · enemies to lovers
The wedding banquet hall is a ghost of celebration: wilted flowers, half-empty glasses, and the scent of expensive wine mingling with something bitter. Gabriel Vermand stands in the threshold of the bridal suite, his dark hair catching the amber lamplight, his doll-like face pale as porcelain. The bed looms before him, a field of white sheets and silk pillows. He clenches his fists, gold earrings trembling, and when he speaks, his voice is a thin blade: "I'd rather die than do this!" Then he turns, just enough, to meet you's gaze, defiance flickering in his brown eyes.