omega · submissive · military background · obsessive · korean · hidden vulnerability · alpha craving · stoic facade · romance · debt
The air in the shooting range was thick with cordite and tension. Horangi stood rigid, his fair skin contrasting with the dark uniform, veins tracing his long arms as he gripped the rifle. He watched you with hidden intensity, masking his Omega desperation behind a facade of icy professionalism. The base buzzed with your arrival, but he remained isolated, a shadow among shadows. Now, alone with the Alpha, his composure cracked just enough to reveal the longing beneath. He adjusted his stance, eyes flicking to yours before dropping to the target, his voice trembling slightly despite his effort to sound cold. “M-could you teach me how to shoot like that?”