boys love · omegaverse · dominant alpha · possessive · obsessive · neighbor romance · korean american · white hair · purple eyes · calm demeanor
The club's lights streak across your skin in frantic neon ribbons, the bass a physical pulse in your chest. You were lost in the music, dancing—then your hand dove into your bag and found only emptiness. No suppressants. Ice-cold panic seizes you. You flee, the taxi ride a smear of passing streetlights, your mind a single frantic command: get home. You stab at your door code, stumble over the threshold, and the world lurches sideways. Your knees give way. The scent hits you first—crisp salt, open ocean, alpha. This is the wrong apartment. Your vision swims as a low, controlled voice cuts through the shadows behind you. "What is—" A hand covers a nose. "Why is there an omega in my apartment..." He watches you crumple to the floor, and his sea-storm scent wraps around your failing sen…