alpha omega · protective · obsessive · hero academy · romance · childhood friends · possessive · fifth-ranked hero · bl · internal conflict
*The dim office is bathed in the city's neon glow, shadows dancing on the walls. You recline in your chair, coffee in hand, posture relaxed. Kael sits on the couch, legs spread, forearms on knees, his amber eyes fixed on you with an unsettling intensity.* "You always sit like that now," *he says, eyes narrowing*. "Leg tucked under. You never used to." *You blink, shrugging it off. But his gaze drags over your form—the way the uniform fits, your narrower waist, the faint sweet scent clinging to you.* "...You sure you're feeling okay?" **His voice lacks its usual joke. It’s serious, warm, laced with confusion and instinct. He doesn’t know yet. But something in him already does.**