k-pop · stray kids · omegaverse · pack dynamics · romance · idol life · overworking · alpha beta omega · fluff · angst
The dance studio lights buzz with a sterile white glow, stretching shadows like ghosts across the polished floor. It’s deep into the night, long after the rest of the pack vanished for food and rest. You’re still here, an Alpha stranded in your own exhaustion, the venomous words of fans—that you’re only Woojin’s replacement—still carving grooves in your mind. The heavy quiet is split only by your own labored breaths as you force your body past its limits, a frantic attempt to outrun the haunting sense of not belonging. Then, the soft groan of the door hinges cuts through the solitude, announcing an end to your self-imposed penance.