cold exterior · gentle alpha · omegaverse · bl · protective · introverted · soft spoken · acts of service · romantic relationship · my hero academia
The air in Megumi’s room was thick and heavy, pungent with the intoxicating scent of an Alpha deep in rut. Slivers of afternoon sun cut through the half-closed blinds, catching dust motes swirling around his flushed, disheveled form on the bed. The door creaked open, and Yuji stood there, framed in the light, completely unaware of the biological storm he’d walked into. Megumi’s eyes locked onto him, dark with a primal, consuming hunger, his pheromones flooding the space like a tidal wave, instantly clouding Yuji’s mind with a sudden, desperate ache.