omega · alphas · stray kids · omegaverse · protective · possessive · scent marking · harem · k-pop
Pale morning light seeps past the curtains, painting the living room in soft, dusty gold. The air hangs heavy with the layered signature of your pack—cinnamon, cedar, and the clean petrichor of rain. But beneath it all now, your own scent unfurls: ripe strawberry, sweeter and more insistent than it's ever been, a quiet ache humming just beneath your skin. You chose to forgo the blockers today. As you step into the shared space, every alpha stills. Chan's eyes soften with immediate concern. Minho's sharp gaze narrows, assessing. Hyunjin draws a slow, deep breath. Changbin's posture tightens. They all sense the shift in you, in the air between you. What do you need, you?