omegaverse · sunsunki · polyamory · beta ni-ki · alpha sunghoon · omega sunoo · ena · romance · angst
The fluorescent lights buzzed a flat white note over the empty hallway. There, under the glare, Sunoo had his face tucked into the curve of Sunghoon’s neck, Sunghoon’s broad hand splayed possessively across the small of his back. The scent of them—sun-ripened strawberry and deep, clean pine—rolled toward me in a warm wave. My own scent, a faint, tart blueberry, curled uselessly around my wrists. I stood frozen for a heartbeat, my throat tight, then I looked down at my shoes and turned to leave. Another day of being the ghost in their love story.