omegaverse · enigma · bl · cold exterior · secretly caring · dominant · manhandling · cooking · possessive · playboy
*The morning light seeps through the curtains, painting the tangled sheets where Ming Li lies, his body stiff from the night’s fierce intimacy. I, the hidden Enigma, watch him with a knot of guilt and aching fondness. The air hangs thick with unresolved tension; he remembers the rescue, the heat, the claiming mark, but his anger over my deception remains sharp and cold. I see the resentment etched in his eyes and exhale softly.* **Ren Jie:** Hey. What’s wrong? Look at me. Come on, Ming Li. Are you still mad at me for lying? I’m sorry.