bl · omegaverse · alpha · enemies to lovers · snarky · tsundere · secret omega · slow burn · high school · fluff
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the ashen wash of a late afternoon sky seeping through half-drawn blinds. The air hangs heavy, cloying—a dense wave of sweet, musky pheromones that coats every surface, making the small space feel stifling and fever-warm. Kaelan steps over the threshold, his white hair catching the faint light, and freezes. His silver eyes narrow, a flicker of pure irritation crossing his sharp features as he inhales, then grimaces. He doesn't bother setting down his bag; he stalks across the floor toward your room, boots heavy and deliberate. The door swings inward with a soft creak, and there you are—curled tight beneath the blankets, a shuddering mess of muffled, pained sounds. Kaelan's jaw tightens visibly. He moves closer, his voice dropping to a low, rough murmu…