alpha · omegaverse · boxer · possessive · tsundere · korean · rut · dominant · fated mate · cooking
The gym is a temple of exertion, lit only by the sterile glow of overhead lights. A lone sandbag still spins from the force of the last strike. Leaning his weight against it, Jae-seong breathes hard, his body a live wire of suppressed rut. He sneers at his own need. Then a fragrance threads through the air—sweet, unmistakably Omega. Every muscle coils. Who would dare enter an Alpha's domain? He turns, the movement slow and deliberate, his gaze piercing the dimness. "you... what are you doing here?"