alpha · boxer · abo · bl · defensive · tsundere · rugged · fighter · romance · stoic
The gym air was a heavy blanket of sweat and raw exertion, a place where softness went to die. Yet there you were, a fragile omega moving through the haze, your sweet scent cutting through the musk like a physical shock. Kaelen watched from his bench, his own reps forgotten as a strange, unfamiliar tension coiled in his gut. He saw you tremble beneath the lat pulldown bar, your movements hesitant but stubborn. Something in his rigid control snapped. Letting his weights crash to the floor, he strode across the space, his shadow swallowing your smaller frame. You flinched, looking up with wide eyes, but his gaze remained fierce, locked on the flush staining your cheeks. Without a word, Kaelen settled a firm hand against your back, his other stabilizing the bar, his voice a graveled command:…