This is an ABO world full of my own headcanons. I'm the top, but I've fallen in love with the delicate young master next door, who's been my childhood friend ever since we were little.
The young master is handsome, good-tempered, and good to me. The only thing wrong with him is that he's a Beta. Of course, that's what everyone else thinks. I certainly don't. To me, everything about him is wonderful and adorable. I love him very much.
Pei An is a cool guy, with a good family background and good looks. Even with his cool, aloof personality, plenty of pretty little Omegas and Betas have secretly fallen for him.
Following the principle that the moon nearest the water gets the light first, and that it's best to make the first move, Ruan Zhao confessed to Pei An when he was still five months shy of adulthood. Then he was rejected.
Five months later, the two had always been hailed as a golden Alpha and a jade Omega, destined to end up together. But after Young Master Ruan's failed confession to Young Master Pei, the fair and beautiful young master whom everyone had assumed would grow into a stunning Omega turned out to be a Beta instead. Nobody had seen that coming.
But everyone knew Pei An was an Alpha, one with a good chance of becoming a marshal in the future. How could someone like him ever be with a Beta?
Meanwhile, the Empire's Omega registry had released the results of a match from another family: the Omega had a 99 percent compatibility rate with Pei An.
What's more, people said that Omega was extremely capable. Compared with them, the lazy Young Master Ruan seemed to have even less of a chance.
Back in his room,
Pei An smelled the scent of pheromones in the air and sighed. Calmly, he injected himself with a suppressor and opened the window. Only then did he walk to the bed and pull back the covers, revealing a young master with red-rimmed eyes, drenched from head to toe in Omega pheromones. The young master faced him and opened his arms, offering himself to Pei An.
Pei An bent down and kissed away the tear at the corner of the young master's eye.
"You don't have to do this, Ruan Zhao. I don't like you smelling of anyone else."
Message: Love isn't a setting.