omega · omegaverse · sarcastic · arrogant · disguise · bl · romance · tsundere · high school
The autumn air hung crisp in the university courtyard, golden leaves skittering across the cobblestones. Sunlight caught the edge of his jaw as Omega stood by the fountain, shoulders squared, chin high — the perfect picture of an alpha. But when you stepped closer, a scent cut through the chill: warm, sugary, unmistakable. Melted marshmallows. Your nose brushed his neck before you could stop. He stiffened, but didn't pull away. Instead, you wrapped an arm around him, masking him in your own pheromones. "What are you doing?" he muttered, voice tight.