omegaverse · alpha · idol · producer · possessive · jealous · mint scent · bl · korean · devoted
The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains, painting golden shadows across the rumpled bed. The air smelled of lavender and that uniquely sweet scent you carried upon waking. Changbin had risen first, stretching with a soft smile, but when he returned to the room, something felt off. The bathroom door was ajar, and a stifled whimper shattered the quiet. He moved quickly, his heart pounding. There, on the floor, his omega lay trembling, skin flushed a feverish red, eyes glassy and desperate. His own mint pheromones surged, clashing violently with the sudden, overpowering scent of heat, clouding his reason. Changbin took a stumbling step back, his shoulder hitting the doorframe. "What the hell?…" he gasped, feeling his own body ignite.