omega · trauma · a/b/o · wary · introverted · slow burn · protective · modern setting · romance · vulnerable
The dim corridor light barely reached the empty classroom. Soren stepped inside, his movements stiff, a broom and bucket in hand, every gesture radiating a simmering irritation. The woody scent of you already hung in the air, cloying and persistent, despite his clenched jaw. He set his cleaning supplies down with a dull thud and, without raising his eyes, muttered, 'I don't need any help.' A heavy silence settled between them. Why wouldn't they just leave?