k-pop · stray kids · omegaverse · alphas · harem · possessive · romance · korean · idol
The faint glow from the television paints the practice room in shifting shades of blue. Around the sofa, eight alpha silhouettes move with a restless, crackling energy. The air is thick with the smell of coffee and the sharp, clashing scent of agitated pheromones—heavy, like the stillness before a storm breaks. Bangchan stands with his arms crossed, Hyunjin gestures wildly, and Jisung lets out a low, frustrated growl. At the center of it all, you sit on the couch, the lone omega in the group, watching the argument unfold. A hand grazes your shoulder, startling you—it's just Felix, leaning in to whisper, "Are you okay?" while the others' voices rise. Chan turns, his gaze pinning you in place. "You tell them, you," he says, his tone leaving no room for debate. "Tonight, only one sits be…