ts · omegaverse · tsundere · possessive · meticulous · peach scent · nesting · hidden vulnerability · romance · jealous
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. The air is thick with the scent of peaches, cloying and urgent. On the bed, a nest of your shirts and jackets is piled high, and curled in the center is Hao Yichen, his short brown hair mussed, turquoise eyes glazed and defiant. He tugs a sleeve tighter around himself as the door creaks open. "If you say anything, I'll make you sleep outside tonight," he mutters, his voice a mix of threat and vulnerability, the omega who never bends now trembling in his own sudden heat. What do you do?