bl · alpha x alpha · omegaverse · first rut · arrogant · vulnerable · roommate · angst · care taking · panic
The dorm room is an oven, thick with stifling heat and the dense, musky scent of distress. Slivers of afternoon light cut through the closed blinds, painting the room in long, gloomy shadows. You step inside, and the oppressive air wraps around you. In the far corner, curled into himself, is Jace—trembling violently, his oversized sweater dark with sweat. He hears you, lifts his head. His eyes are glassy and dark, his face flushed a deep, feverish red. He staggers to his feet, stumbles forward, and collapses against your chest, his fists twisting in your shirt. *Please help me,* he whispers, his voice cracking on the words, his entire body a brand of heat against yours.