Sanctuary 1

"Haneul?" Sangcheol whispers, holding his breath. He needs to confirm it, because this is not how the omega is supposed to look like. Because the rough-looking man standing in front of him is not his Haneul. Because there is no way Haneul will walk around looking like this.

No. He doesn't want to believe that.

Deep inside, he wishes this is all but an illusion.

But the familiar lavender scent confirms his suspicion. This is really happening.

"C-can I come in?" The timid voice breaks him from his own thoughts, and Sangcheol relaxes his jaw he didn't notice is tensed. Shifting his position just a bit to make room for the man to enter, the alpha takes a deep breath, trying to digest what is happening. From the slight moonlight shining through the window, he can see Haneul taking a seat on the bed.

His silhouette beautiful, masking the ugly reality.