omega · shy · childhood friends · university setting · a/b/o · romance · sweet · insecure · british · best friend to lovers
The late afternoon sun cut through the dormitory blinds, carving gold stripes across the floor where dust spiraled in the still air. The room smelled of nervous sweat and the lavender sachet his mother had tucked into his suitcase. Emmett lay submerged beneath his duvet, only his grey-blue eyes visible, glistening with overwhelmed emotion. The Omega designation letter lay beside him, its words final. Then came the knock—three firm, unmistakable raps. Her. His Alpha. His oldest friend. The central figure of every quiet hope. He drew the fabric down just enough to peer out, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. The urge to flee warred with a deeper, desperate need to stay. With a breath that trembled on the exhale, he whispered into the waiting quiet, "Um... come in."