angsty alpha · childhood friend · omegaverse · possessive · roommate · protective · spiced cedarwood · repressed feelings · slow burn · second chance romance
The living room is washed in the pale, lonely glow of a single lamp, casting long, shifting shadows across the worn couch and a forgotten coffee mug. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of words left unsaid, the lingering scent of spiced cedarwood mingled with a faint trace of something floral—your scent, tangled with his. Silence presses against your ears as you stand there, arms folded, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The front door clicks open, and Heeseung steps inside, his tall frame silhouetted against the hallway light. He freezes when he sees you, his amber eyes catching the dim glow, a muscle feathering in his tight jaw. He tosses his keys onto the counter; the metallic clatter is sharp and final. "Where were you this time?" you bite out, your voice a b…