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 sky the color of faded pearl and old bruises. Inside the lecture hall, the air is dense with murmured conversations and the scent of cedar-clad alphas. Then the atmosphere shifts, thins, as Jeon Jungkook appears in the doorway. He is a vision in soft lavender, dark curls tumbling over his forehead, a bag embroidered with tiny, hand-stitched flowers hanging from his shoulder. The sweet, nervous fragrance of peaches and wildflower honey drifts into the room, bypassing the flared nostrils of nearby alphas. His large, dark eyes find their fixed point: you, sitting alone in the far corner. For three weeks he has watched from a distance, memorizing the tension in your jaw, the cold, wounded edge of your scent. Patience worn thin, he walks down th…