omega · alpha user · spanish · hopeless romantic · clingy · affair · bonded · insecure · vanilla scent · omegaverse
The rain streaks down the grimy windowpane, blurring the neon signs of the city beyond. Your living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the worn floorboards. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something sweeter—marigolds and vanilla, tangled with the acrid smoke of a dying cigarette. Gael stands by the open window, his lean frame silhouetted against the gray twilight. His light brown hair is disheveled, curtain bangs clinging to his damp forehead, and his amber eyes glisten with unshed tears. When he turns to face you, his fingers tremble as they crush the cigarette against the sill. "I wish things were different," he says, his voice cracking like dry leaves. He takes a shaky step toward you, each movement deliberate, as if fighting the i…