It’s already cold out by the time, Adom manages to escape from his office. He doesn’t know why he still manages to stay late when it’s the interns that should be doing half of his work now. He thought once he got a permanent position at his job, and then got promoted he would go home right on time like all his other seniors. Guess he didn’t account for the fact that unlike his seniors he hated piling his work on the desk of his interns. He was just like them only three years ago. Struggling to find stability in the world, almost killing himself working through the stress. So he goes home late instead, every single day.
He’s supposed to catch the train but he’s so tired he can barely manage the short walk to the train station. His mind wanders, shivering through the cold permeating his suit, as he takes a look around the streets on his way. Usually he hangs his head low and walks to the train station with little to no concern for his surroundings. Tonight, though he’s especially sentimental.
It’s been exactly three months now.
His most recent break up that is. Adom still isn’t over it. Not because he’s still in love, or even particularly upset. But because the relationship ended due to the one thing Adom had promised himself he would never let happen. They had grown apart. They had stopped caring about the other person and that had led to them losing the love they once cultivated. Adom had always told himself that he would never be like that. That if he were ever lucky enough to be in a relationship, he would cherish that person to the best of his ability. He would never stop wondering what they were doing every day, he would never stop wanting to see their face, to be close to them and to always work on any problems they had before even thinking of giving up.
But then he found himself in a relationship, a sweet one that he thought he would keep forever. And yet after two years it was almost as if they no longer had anything to talk about other than mundane conversations that ended before they even started. Those conversations ceased too, the excuse of being too busy all the more prominent. One day led to the next and when he had noticed he hadn’t seen his partner in the last month, or even wanted to, it was already too late. They were over and he could feel that in his bones.
He had let them go, without a fight.
Adom sighs, unbuttoning his suit jacket to be more comfortable. He spots a small bar on the opposite side of the street, right before he’s about to head into the train station and contemplates going in for a drink. His brows crease, he’s too exhausted for even that and he knows it. He heads home instead. It happens on an unassuming Thursday. Adom wakes up in the morning and he has a headache. He can tell it’s going to be a long day so he showers quickly and takes an aspirin before rushing to work. He had woken up late so he misses his usual train. His stomach grumbles all the way because he had missed breakfast and his hair is still a little damp as he rests it against the train window. His boss looks cross as soon as he steps off the elevator and into his office floor. Everyone else is already doing work, their eyes daring not to glance at Adom. His boss flicks his head in th
Adom boss seems to have sensed his determination because he finally cracks a small smile, “Fine, but this is your last warning. Please arrive to work on time, otherwise it will set a bad precedent for your juniors,” he gestures to the door behind Adom, his cue to leave.“Of course, thank you,” Adom replies before he speeds out of the office. He doesn’t stop until he’s inside his own small office and has his back against his closed door. He bangs his head back, and finally lets out that sigh he’s been holding in all morning. Today really isn’t his day. Someone knocks on his door, startling him out of his misery. He steps back to open the door, seeing one of his juniors looking at him while holding a cup of coffee. “Bad morning?” They say, extending the mug towards Adom to take. Adom opens his mouth, not really knowing what to say before he decides to just accept the smal
Adom stays later than usual trying to finish up as much as possible. There’s no one left by the time he packs it in for the night. The office feels eerie with most of its lights off, no sounds of typing or talking echoing throughout the space. If Adom were a lesser man he would have run towards the elevator. Instead he just walks as fast as possible. He huffs in relief once inside then catches sight of himself in the reflective mirrors and laughs at his foolish behavior.He slips out his phone and starts playing a game to pass the time. His floor is pretty high up since the broadcasting division takes up most of the upper levels. He doesn’t stop playing as he gets to the ground floor, having memorized his office building by heart.It’s not as cold out tonight, spring winds rustling the trees above him as he walks to the train station. He tries to keep himself occupied on his game but his thou
It’s only a Thursday but the bar is more packed than Adom had anticipated. He looks around and feels out of place in his grey suit. Everyone else is dressed pretty casually, he checks the watch on his wrist and sees that it’s close to midnight. The music is pretty loud but the chatter of the people inside the bar is even louder. He almost drags himself back out before he spots the bartender handing out drinks at the counter and changes his mind. He really needs that drink. Adom steps into the throng of people bustling about, trying to squeeze himself into cracks he finds between bodies so he doesn’t have to really touch anyone. The only good thing so far happens to be the small air diffusers all around the small bar that are doing a great job of keeping everyone’s scents at bay. Adom has an especially sensitive nose so he appreciates it. He finds a vacant stool by the counter and takes it. He raises
Adom can’t do anything but look down at where beer has spilled all over his white dress shirt. He almost wants to say something to the guy, can feel his temper rise but in the next second he just huffs out a laugh. He’s so upset that it’s all he can do. Today just isn’t his day. “Woah buddy, I think you’ve had enough for now,” The guy who was being hugged earlier says, stepping in between Adom and his drunk friend. He slants his back towards Adom so he can’t see his face but notices how he has pushed his entire group of friends a little further away so they aren’t so close to Adom now. He’s not sure if it was deliberate but as long as no one is bumping into him anymore he’ll take it. Adom grabs a few square napkins from the countertop and dabs them on his chest so he won’t feel sticky at least. He tips his beer back and finishes it in one big gulp. He’s really star
Adom doesn’t know what he expects, maybe he wanted to feel some kind of accomplishment, as if he had won over this random stranger. But what he gets in return is the other guy laughing happily in his face. Adom leans back a little, startled. The guy rubs a hand down his face, eyes finding Adom before he follows him and leans in. “Then...what should I do to be forgiven?” Adom feels the man place one hand around Adom, holding onto the beer bottle. The surprise wears off fast, Adom staring into the man’s eyes. His hand feels warm on top of his own. His eyes are brown, staring at Adom before they flit down to Adom pink lips. It’s only a second, then they’re back to watching Adom eyes, searching and seeking. Adom doesn’t know how he expected this day to end but he had never imagined this. He’s tired, and drunk. His shirt is still wet from the spilled beer, sticking to his chest. He can’t remember the
Adom thinks he hears the man say a hasty goodbye to his friends but he isn’t too sure. All he knows is that the hand he’s holding is warm, that it feels nice and that he hasn’t felt so determined about something like this in a long time. Outside of the bar Adom drags them straight to the dark alley right beside and then stops. He takes a deep breath then turns around to look at the man behind him. “I’m Alexander by the way,” The guy says, hands tucked into his jean pockets and smile soft on his lips. “Yeah,” Adom says under his breath, raising his hand and pulling the guy in by the front of his shirt. Adom feels the wall meet his back and the surprised sound against his face before they’re kissing. Adom closes his eyes at last, fingers loosening their grip on Alexander shirt so he can wrap his arms around Alexander neck instead. Alexander seems to catch on quick, wrapping his own arms around Adom waist and pul
There’s a very sudden gush of wind and it brings with it the smell of damp earth, heavy with fallen rain. Adom brows ripple. It hasn’t rained for some time. Maybe a week or so. He pulls away, eyes clouded and filled with desire. “Is that you?” Adom asks, nose touching Alexander.“Is what me?” Alexander tilts his head, amused.Suddenly, as if announcing its presence, the smell increases tenfold. It feels like it’s permeating everything around them. Adom has to block his nose just so his hackles don’t start to rise. “You’re an alpha?” Adom pushes Alexander back a step, just so he can maybe get a breath of regular air in. It doesn’t work.“Uh, yeah. You didn’t notice earlier?” Alexander says, stepping back further after noticing Adom discomfort.
It’s been about a week since Adom star working with Alexander and Alexander overheard the employees chatting to her friend about how cute she thought Adom was. At the time, he felt proud that finally there was someone who saw how utterly gorgeous Adom was. But now, he’s annoyed as he watches the many girl blatantly flirt with Adom. Even giving him his favourite drink. How did she even know that was his favorite Alexander thought to himself.It’s been about a two years since they have made it official and there aren't many people on company who don’t know Adom was taken, except maybe this girl.Neither of them saw Alexander standing near the entrance of the Adom office. Adom was supposed to be waiting for him so they could work together. Alexander continues to watch as the girl puts her hand on Adom's arm. Before he can even think Alexander is storming across the office. Next thing he knows he is drag
"I am so sorry, Ash, if I had known you were out there looking for me, I would have come and found you," Sam said, tilting his head so she could snuggle Ash head into his neck. Sam stroked the tips of his fingers down the back of the rustling material of his dress, wanting to comfort her. "For what it's worth, I think the company did us both a favour. I can't promise that life with me will be as it was in past but I promise to dedicate my life to making you as happy as I possibly can. Maybe one day we can convince the other's to help you with your company" he whispered."I doubt they would do that now," Ash said, pressing hid nose to his Alpha's scent glands and inhaling deeply, marvelling at the way he smelt like the home Ash had always thought his home in the forested slopes of his mountain had been. "I threw a tantrum before I left and might have done something that I can't take back," Ash said, biting his lip to keep from laughing out loud.
Sam was lost for words when his mate's tears fell away. His mate skin is white. No, they were definitely white, whiter than pure snow. His hair shone so brightly he could barely look at it but could not force himself to look away. He thought Ash had been beautiful with the dark hair but he was... absolute, stunning perfection with the bright white hair. He couldn't help but reach out and wrap one of hid ringlets around his finger, wanting to know if it felt like hair or metal or ice. Now his eyebrows made sense. "Beautiful" he murmured, staring into Ash eyes."My name is Ash," he said, refusing to remove his hand from Sam face, Ash couldn't force himself to move a muscle, terrified that if he released him, he would disappear. Ash inspected every inch of him, his eyes darting back to Sam black hair again and again. It reminded him of a ray of sun. "I..." he tried to sit up, while still keeping one hand glued to Sam face, fighting against the tight corset that bou
Sam looked up from his desk, in the office of his club, when the telltale signs of an incoming message snagged his attention. He was in the middle of writing a e-mail to his team, informing them in no uncertain terms that he would be paying no more than 30 cannel per barrel as opposed to their 'suggestion' of 40 and was ignoring the impatient tutting sounds of his junior, waiting on his reply, was making. He dismissed his junior before taking envelope taking out to his desk. He snatched pen from penholder before writing on his desk and set the entire place ablaze.He stared down at the heavy parchment envelope in his hand, feeling the quality of it beneath the pads of his fingers. Two things about it immediately caught his attention, the handwriting, a beautiful flowing script that he didn't recognise and the scent that clung to the paper. He could smell the usual faint burnt paper scent but underneath there was something else, a faint scent that l
Next day all Alexander friends and Adom friend Sam are gathered around the fire and started talking and telling stories about their school time and when they met each other.They plan to go camping as s celebration of Adom and Alexander bond. Sam on the other hand is not happy beacuse he just got breakup with his omega girlfriend. Who leave him for other Alpha.Adom try hard to console his best friend and he know he can't do much and Sam need time to move on...They were all sitting with eachother other and had a blanket over their legs. Not that it was too cold but because it felt more comfortable. They all are enjoying the view. And throwing tantrum to Alexander and Adom.Adom just started to feel cold on his back and shoulders and he started rubbing his arms and snuggled more into Alexander, who noticed and put his arm around Adom shoulders. Alexander know his mate don't
Adom and Alexander finally official their realtionship infront of everyone and they don't really care what other's think about them and their realtionship. After taking blessing from Adom parents both of them go to date.It's just a simple date which actually turn something else when they got call from Jordon to attend his stupid Halloween party. Both Adom and Alexandra decide to attend party but alone.The hotel lobby is brimming with people, about half of them in costume and likely heading the same way as Alexander. At least he's in the right place, then; the invitation was on his desk after a very late lunch break, he had to cobble together a terrible improvised costume — bleeding victim of a traffic accident as the general vibe — and rely on the taxi driver to get the address right.He pushes through the crowd towards the ballroom, scanning the room for Adom, even though he doe
Adom feels a weird sense of déjà vu as he enters the same bar where he met Alexander just a few weeks ago. The only difference now is that Alexander and his friends are with him instead of just beside him. He slides into a booth with Alexander as Man and Jace go order their whole group a few drinks. Adom starts feeling a little self-conscious at how overdressed he is, it makes him continuously fiddle with his hair. Alexander notices it after a while, hand coming up to brush aside his bangs. The gel in Adom's hair is shiny in the dim lights of the bar and his bangs refuse to stay put. "You look great, I like the hair" Alexander tells him, so effortless as if he means it. Adom can't help the way he beams at the compliment.After their drinks arrive, Adom comes to the realisation that Alexander's friends are truly a bit wild. Alexander hadn't been exaggerating when he said that. Jordon has been guffawing so loud, occasionally trying to c
Adom spends the rest of his morning the next day coming up with a speech as he cleans Alexander's apartment. He washes all the dishes, laundries all the sheets and the duvet cover. He manages to vacuum too before he leaves, making sure everything is the same as when he arrived. Adom is halfway to the train station when he realises he's still wearing one of Alexander's hoodies. He pouts down at the cozy sweater, contemplating going back before deciding against it. It's not considered stealing since he'll return it back to Alexander once he sees him. Okay maybe not right away, tonight has to be special but soon. He'll bring it back soon.Adom gets home and showers, doing his best to style his hair afterwards with a bit of gel. He's not really talented in this department, hands clumsy as the gel goops through his fingers and falls into the sink. He looks at himself in the mirror and thinks he looks a little ridiculous. He's seen this exact hairstyle on Alexan
For the second time in one day Adom has trouble opening his eyes. His head hurts and he can hear pots and pans in the distance, the TV a quiet crackle as a sports announcer chatters on. Adom lifts up onto his elbows only to be greeted by his childhood home. He's sprawled out on the large living room sofa bed, his dad sitting beside him and watching a soccer match. He can hear his mom humming something in the kitchen, dishes clattering. Adom smiles and settles back down, feeling content. He pulls his sleeves over his fists and brings Alexander's sweater up to his nose. He imagines what it would be like to bring Alexander home and introduce him to Adom's family. Adom's sure Alexander would impress the heck out of all of them, being kind to Rose, talking all soft to his mom and even bringing up a business discussion with his dad.Adom sighs, snapping himself out of the fantasy. He turns his eyes onto the soccer game, trying to pay attention so h