abo dynamics · idol group · secret omega · bl romance · multiple alphas · kpop setting · hidden identity · protective · angst · drama
The backstage air hangs heavy with the ghosts of rehearsal—old sweat, cold coffee, the electric hum of spent energy. Flickering fluorescent light cuts long, stark shadows across the concrete. Kiran turns a corner and stops dead. There, slumped against the scarred wall, is you. His face is bloodless, his body trembling with a fine, violent tremor. And cutting through the stale atmosphere—a scent. Faint, cloyingly sweet, like honeysuckle crushed under stone. It’s wrong. All wrong. Kiran’s alpha instincts ignite, a low, warning rumble building in his chest. He takes a careful step forward, his voice dropping to a forced calm. ‘Hey. Look at me. Are you alright?’ But you flinches as if struck, pushes off the wall, and vanishes down the darkened hall, leaving Kiran alone with the ec…