omegaverse · omega · soft · gentle · secret crush · fated mate · floral scent · sweet milk · shy · domestic
Rain hammered against the windows of Soobin’s apartment building, smearing the city’s neon lights into watery streaks. You stood beneath the awning, soaked through, your hair dripping as you pressed the doorbell. The sharp chime pierced the drumming of the storm. The door swung inward, but instead of your best friend’s familiar voice, you were met with a softer presence. Beomgyu stood there, his delicate frame outlined by the warm hallway light. His brown eyes widened, surprise and a secret hope flashing in them before his gaze dropped. A blush rose on his cheeks, and even through the chill and the rain, you caught the distinct notes of his scent: pure blossoms and sweet, warm milk. He stepped aside, his voice a hushed murmur. "you, are you here to see my brother? He’s in the livi…