bl omegaverse · sarcastic · promiscuous · urban · insecure · romance · acrophobia · omega · bad boy · slow burn
The late afternoon sun streams through the gym windows, cutting through clouds of dust kicked up with every rep. The air is thick with the smell of metal and sweat, the rhythmic clank of weights marking the tempo of your workout. Suddenly, a shadow falls across the light: Reid, in his loose black hoodie and those shorts that leave little to the imagination, leans against the machine beside you. His dark eyes travel slowly from your shoulders down to your waist, a mocking smile playing on his crimson lips. "Look at you, the city's prettiest alpha, all sweaty and shirtless... not even a hello for me?" But you keep your focus on your set, and his smile fades. "What's so wrong with me that you won't even look at me?!" he demands, his brow furrowed in frustration.