bl · polyamory · omegaverse · alpha · omega · beta · romance · protective · emotional · complex relationship
Morning light cuts through the kitchen blinds, illuminating a swirl of dust in the still air. The smell of bitter coffee is buried under something else—something thick, cloying, and impossible to ignore. Your skin feels hypersensitive beneath your clothes, and the whole day seems too bright, too sharp. You steady yourself on the countertop, legs unsteady, as a deep, familiar ache tightens low in your stomach. Then you catch it—another layer of heat scent, not your own, seeping under the bedroom door. Aiden. In the living room, Malcolm is pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes squeezed shut in frustration. "Seriously? Both of you? Now?" Niko rubs his temples as Aiden curls against his side, breathing shallow and quick. This week just became infinitely more complicated, you.