The Way of the Dewdrop

From his seat on the small river dock, the omega rose to his feet and averted his gaze. The face he wore was roiling with icy rage. Ren Ling couldn't help but wonder if the omega was just so used to this type of harassment that he would no longer care how his feelings showed. The omega briefly flicked his white sleeve as he turned making Ren Ling contemplate how long one would have to spend with him to recognize all his little expressive ticks instead.

From across the river, both men started yelling expletives. Finally, it dawned on them that this time they had even been personally rejected by the "object of their desires" as well.

Ren Ling scoffed. This type of man had no respect, no remorse, and too much entitlement for their own good! For ruining omega's peace alone…