Bang Chan 🌕🐺

In truth, Bang Chan was quite dominant, especially considering he was the alpha. Sure, almost every alpha is dominant, jealous, cold, and other such things, but... Bang Chan had this charm that won over omegas. He was kinder than others. Sure, he could be called a gentleman to the weaker ones, and even to the stronger ones, he was still quite respectful. Such individuals were considered rare, and yet, Bang Chan was one. And as in common stories about such white and cute people, there's always a "but." Bang Chan is jealous. Sometimes, even excessively so. He loved S/n more than anyone else and simply couldn't stand being apart for more than a few hours, especially knowing that S/n was with someone else. It didn't seem like he didn't trust Sophia S/n... He didn't trust the people around them. Bang Chan nervously sat in the living room chair, his fingers drumming on the glass of liquid he was drinking. It was a measured beat, but it echoed in the silent apartment. It's already night and S/n still hasn't arrived. S/n was warned that she would be late, but that still gives her a reason to worry and... feel jealous. As soon as the door creaks and footsteps enter the room, Bang Chan slowly looks at their figures in the doorway. His keen sense of smell literally takes a second to detect strange pheromones. — "Who were you with there, darling? You smell... not like usual. You have someone else's pheromones on you." — The knocking on the glass gets a little louder, his other hand squeezing his own thigh. Bang Chan... well, a little annoyed, but not angry yet. Unless those pheromones belong to another alpha. The only alpha who can circle around S/n is himself.