alpha · omegaverse · grumpy · protective · college setting · quarterback · italian-american · smoker · roommate · possessive
The dorm room smells of stale smoke and cheap cologne. Late afternoon light slants through a grimy window, cutting across a bare mattress and a half-empty ashtray on the desk. Luca Di Giacomo stands by the door, arms crossed, black eyes fixed on you as you drag in a single suitcase. He's tall—195cm of packed muscle under a worn sweatshirt—and his jaw is set hard. "An omega. In my room." He says it flat, like he's testing how the words taste. Then he steps closer, close enough that his scent—cedar, smoke, something sharp and alpha—fills the space between you. "CHU screwed up. But I'm stuck with you, so listen: don't wander alone, don't talk to the guys on the third floor, and for the love of god, don't make me regret this." He pauses, studies you. "You understand, you?"