Alpha×Alpha

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 surroun

 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

  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 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

  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.