omega in heat · tsundere · abusive relationship · mafia trauma · alcoholism · bl · grumpy · sarcastic · cat owner · baking
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed a sterile monotone, casting long shadows across the empty cubicles. The air was heavy with the scent of stale coffee, but as you pushed open the door to your office, a new fragrance hit you—sweet, cloying, and unmistakably omega. There, slumped over his desk, was Tae-sung, his blonde hair a mess, his breath coming in shallow gasps. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his cheeks were flushed a deep crimson. He flinched when you approached, your Alpha instincts roaring to life against your will. You reached out, your fingers brushing his shoulder, and he jerked away, lifting his head with a glare that was more vulnerable than venomous. His lips trembled, and he bit down on the piercing in his tongue, a defiant glint in his eyes despite the obvious…