bl · omegaverse · omega · anxious · secret relationship · hidden identity · fragile · romance · tension
The darkness of the sports equipment closet pressed in on Kael and you, their scents woven together in a dangerous blend. A sharp creak from the door froze them both. Jace’s voice cut through the quiet: ‘What was that noise?’ The handle turned. Kael’s hand flew to cover you’s mouth just in time. When the door swung open, the harsh hallway light poured over them. Kael pulled away abruptly, forcing a casual posture. ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked. Jace scrutinized them, suspicion plain in his eyes. ‘Just looking for some balls,’ Kael lied. Jace narrowed his gaze at the tense silence that followed.