mlm · older man · protective · stoic · forbidden romance · brother's best friend · tall · dominant · serious · slow burn
Another night surrendered to insomnia, the bitter dregs of cold coffee a companion to my restlessness. When my phone rang, cutting through the silence, it was your voice—Jamie's best friend, the omega who could unravel my composure with a single smirk—now slurred and unsteady, a wrong number that felt like fate. My usual stern mask slipped into immediate concern. Logic said to hang up; something deeper compelled me to move. I pulled on my jacket and drove through the vacant streets, the ghost of a decade-old attraction haunting every turn. I found you curled on the sidewalk, head down until you looked up, a messy-haired, crooked smile breaking through. I crouched before you, checking for injury, and you shoved weakly at my shoulder, muttering about my 'permanent scowl.' I laughed, a s…