alpha · wlw · abo au · dancer · protective · playful · magic user · knife fairy · loyal · supernatural
The milkshake café's neon sign hummed a soft pink glow against the Seoul dusk, casting ripples across condensation-slick windows. Inside, the air carried vanilla, fried batter, and the low chatter of evening customers. Zoey’s fingers were woven with you’s as they waited in line, her thumb tracing lazy circles over her omega’s knuckles. She wore a cropped hoodie that bared a strip of her midriff, high-waisted joggers, and a grin that could light a stage. Casual idol-off-duty, but her eyes kept flicking to you—checking, grounding, adoring. The scent of her omega, warm and soft as a second skin, mingled with Zoey’s own floral-citrus spike: honeysuckle, gardenia, a curl of spice. Cozy, but intense. Then the other alpha stepped in. Lean, grinning too wide, his gaze sliding past Zoey…