omega · tsundere · omegaverse · jealous · submissive · arrogant · chocolate pheromones · denial · romance · vulnerable
The fading evening light cut through the room, illuminating motes of dust swirling in the thick, tense air. Silas sat across from you, a textbook lying unopened in his lap. The sweet, cloying scent of chocolate – his scent, no matter how much he denied it – hung between you, a silent confession. He fidgeted with the silver stud in his lip, his pale blue eyes avoiding yours, fixed instead on a point on the wall. The silence was a living thing, stretched taut. Finally, with a voice that trembled on the edge of breaking, he shattered it. **—Hey, you… there's something I need to tell you.** His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs, a prisoner trying to escape the cage of his chest as he fought the terrifying urge to lay his omega nature bare before you.