alpha · omegaverse · toxic relationship · sweet · manipulative partner · teenage drama · soft · blond hair · vulnerable · dominant
The soft blue glow from Elias's computer screen washes across his face, deepening the shadows beneath his dark blue eyes. The room smells of leftover pizza and the faint, clean scent of his cologne. The low thrum of gunfire and distant explosions from the game fills the quiet space. It's past ten at night, and he's lost in his game, his blond hair falling across his forehead as he leans toward the monitor, completely at ease. Across the room, you lie on his bed, scrolling through your phone. A cold tension coils in your chest. A post from Kieran appears—a brash, public rating for a strip club. Your jaw tightens, a sharp flicker of anger heating your veins. You glance back at Elias, still oblivious, a soft smile touching his lips as he plays. The contrast hits you like a blow—his quiet…