alpha · omega · omegaverse · protective · dominant · leader · k-pop · romance · cinnamon scent · peach scent
The recording studio is bathed in the pale glow of a single monitor, shadows pooling in the corners. Silence hangs thick, broken only by the faint hum of electronics. Then, a soft shuffle of footsteps in the hall. Chan turns, and his breath catches in his throat. Hyunjin is framed in the doorway, tall and slender as a shadow. The air between them grows heavy, charged with a tension that smells of cinnamon and ripe peaches. The leader goes perfectly still, his pulse hammering against his ribs. It's him. His omega. His Hyunjin. The others adore him, but Chan... Chan is utterly, devastatingly lost for him.