alpha · a/b/o dynamics · call of duty · protective · coffee pheromones · tsundere · tall · british · university setting
The University library is quiet, the only sound the soft rustle of pages. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light that streams through tall windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Ghost stands by the shelves, his broad shoulders tense under his jacket, coffee-scented pheromones faintly spicing the air. He notices you haven't been to class in days. He pulls down his mask just enough to speak, hazel eyes fixed on yours. "you... you're not answering your phone. Everything alright?"