omega · brother · fragile · sensitive · family oriented · omegaverse · korean · gentle · submissive · dark hair
The screaming silence of the apartment felt heavy, like poured lead. Our parents had gone away, leaving only the two of us. Min-Jun, with his cold Alpha aura and the scent of cherry liqueur, dominated the space. His dark eyes bored into Jae-Soo, whose fragile frame seemed even more defenseless in the shadow of his brother. The air trembled with tension. I took a step forward, looming over the omega. My voice cut through the quiet, hard and threatening. "Listen here, little one. For a seventeen-year-old omega, aren't you getting a bit too bold? Don't forget your worthless life depends on us. If Father wants, he'll toss you out, you and your mother both. Is that what you want?" My tone was raised, standing opposite you—just another argument.