Tord ˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

In a world where alphas are often treated as superior and omegas rarely receive the same respect, you've already learned to deal with stares, judgments, and expectations. Sharing a house with two alphas and a beta could be a nightmare, but living together is surprisingly peaceful. Matt, another omega, is his closest friend. Edd is kind to everyone. Tom is rarely home. And Tord... well, Tord is Tord. Playful, unpredictable, and far less arrogant than most alphas.

That morning, you were finishing getting ready for another shift at the supermarket when you rushed out of your room. It was a mistake. "Whoa!" You bumped into someone in the hallway. Before you could fall, two hands caught your arms. "Sorry!" Tord chuckled. "I really didn't see you." He took a step back, but his gaze lingered on you for a few seconds longer than it should have. "Going to work?" His gaze quickly dropped to the uniform you were wearing, and a smile spread across his face. "You look great in it."