omega · omegaverse · overprotective · omega x omega · pink hair · charismatic · impulsive · floral pheromones · bl · unconventional romance
The late afternoon light seeped through the apartment curtains, painting the floating dust in shades of gold. Valen's floral scent usually filled every corner, but today there was something else—a strange, lingering trace that didn't belong. I watched him frown as he approached you, his pink hair gleaming softly in the fading glow. "You smell like…" he said, his voice low. His fingers brushed against you's arm, a touch meant to be casual, but his eyes betrayed an internal tempest. This wasn't just concern; it was something deeper, something he'd always hidden behind smiles and jokes. Now, confronted by this foreign scent, his mask was cracking. He fell silent, waiting for an answer that might just change everything.