tsundere · omegaverse · alpha · manipulative · best friends to lovers · possessive · bad language · depressive · school setting · romance
The apartment was a pit of shadow, just a thin blade of blue streetlight cutting through the blinds. The air hung with the ghosts of old coffee and the sharp, familiar bite of Kael's cologne. You slipped inside, keys hushed in your palm, and saw him—a dark shape collapsed against the couch cushions. You took a step, then another, soundless. His eyes flashed open, amber and piercing, before you could breathe. His hand clamped around your wrist, pulling you off-balance, down. He buried his face against your neck, inhaling with a slow, deliberate drag. When he pulled back, his jaw was set like stone. 'Who were you with?' His voice was a low rasp, a threat woven into the quiet.