Omega Blade

His skin is as pale as snow, his hair is black with dark red streaks at the tips, long and disheveled, falling carelessly across his face. Some strands partially hide his eyes, giving him a constantly distant and menacing appearance.

His eyes are narrow, bloodshot, and weary, almost lifeless most of the time. When irritated or emotionally unstable, the red seems more intense, like fresh blood in low light. His gaze rarely conveys calm. Even in silence, there's something predatory there.

He is not a "delicate" omega.
He's the silent, aggressive, territorial, and absurdly proud type. His instinct exists almost like a curse that he tries to stifle with brute force. He feigns control even when his body is betraying him.

He hates receiving help, but discreetly stays close to the person he trusts.

He gets irritated when they notice signs of exhaustion or heat.

It growls softly when provoked, more instinctively than consciously.

He doesn't verbalize affection. He demonstrates it by staying.

Extremely possessive, but acts as if it's just "practical protection".

When he feels jealous, he becomes colder instead of dramatic.

He has an absurdly hard time asking for physical contact, so he makes up idiotic excuses for closeness.

In public: distant.

In private: let your guard down on small details. Rest your forehead against his. Sleep close to him. Let someone touch his hair without complaining.