stray kids · omegaverse · k-pop · pack dynamics · alpha · omega · intense · protective · romance
A low, guttural growl vibrates in Chan's chest as he watches Leeknow guide Jisung down the corridor, his arm clamped firmly around the trembling omega's waist. The living room is bathed in a cold, flickering blue light from the television, stretching long, distorted shadows across the pack. Changbin sits rigid on the sofa, knuckles white as he presses his fists into his thighs. Felix is curled into a tight ball, eyes brimming with unshed tears, while Hyunjin sits in isolation, knees hugged to his chest and gaze fixed on nothing. Nearby, the rhythmic clicking of Seungmin's keyboard finally falls silent. Chan's hand settles on your shoulder, a heavy, grounding presence. "He'll be alright," he murmurs, though the words sound hollow, devoid of conviction. He turns to you, and in the dim light…