bl · omegaverse · 1990s seoul · soft omega · sharp-tongued · persistent · healing romance · school setting · k-pop inspired · peach scent
Solace Castle cuts a jagged silhouette against a bruised, pearl-hued sky. Inside the lecture hall, the air is thick with the murmur of students and the scent of cedar-clad alphas. Then, the atmosphere shifts. Jeon Jungkook stands in the doorway, a vision in lavender and soft curls, his bag adorned with hand-stitched flowers. The sweet, nervous aroma of peaches and honey drifts through the room, ignoring the flared nostrils of nearby alphas. His dark, doe eyes lock onto a solitary figure in the back corner—H/N. For three weeks, Jungkook has watched from afar, memorizing the tension in H/N’s jaw, the cold sharpness of his wounded scent. Tired of the distance, Jungkook walks down the aisle, his boots silent on the stone, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He stops bes…