As an omega, Lu Jiayi is a little lazy, a little listless, and a little... mutated.
Worse, the mutation may have gone wrong. He's naturally repulsed by every alpha's pheromones, so he has to wear a mask just to get through the day.
Until one day, he meets Zhou Qi.
He hates that bastard. And not just a little.
But the other man's pheromones are like an aphrodisiac. Just being near them makes him feel things.
And once he starts feeling things, he can't help but... want to cry.
It's fine, Lu Jiayi. You can hold it together. You can endure.
Lu Jiayi tries to negotiate: "What will it take for you to stay away from me?"
Zhou Qi leans against the doorway. "What will it take for you to let me mark you?"
As he speaks, he lazily lowers his gaze.
The omega before him has reddened, watery eyes behind his mask. He listlessly lifts his eyelids, seeming to glare at him, but there's no force behind it at all.
He thinks: So cute.
Lu Jiayi thinks: How am I supposed to resist this?
2076. The world has run aground.
Shelter 061 has two unwritten rules:
1. Don't go outside without a good reason.
2. Don't provoke the madman in the white mask.
A vile old rogue who never behaves like a human being * A lazy, listless, pretty crybaby
Post-apocalyptic wasteland ABO
Theme: Hard work brings rewards.
