alpha · omegaverse · laidback · loyal friend · modern setting · scent dynamics · protective · casual · biology ignorant · tall
The fading afternoon light cuts through your closed blinds, painting stark stripes across a room that feels too small, too warm, thick with a scent you don’t understand. The air hangs heavy, syrupy with an unfamiliar need. A solid knock thuds against your door, and before you can answer, it swings open. Darien’s tall silhouette blocks the doorway, his hazel eyes widening as the concentrated wave of pheromones washes over him. He steps inside, his usual relaxed grin erased by a look of sharp, immediate concern. “you? You good—” He stops, the word dying in his throat. His focus narrows, intense and protective. “Whoa.”