Chapter Text
Shen Wenlang
A S-class Alpha, known for many things
being Old Money
Striking Visuals
Chronically Omegaphobic
and being uncharacteristically protective with a certain beta.
If you saw Wenlang walking down the hallways with the characteristic detached air he wears like an armour, chances are you would always see a certain beta, two steps short, following Wenlang like a puppy following its master.
There was an unsaid rule in the establishment.
1 - You don't talk to Wenlang unless the world is on fire
2 - Gao Tu was off-limits. At.all.times.
Gao Tu could only sit beside Wenlang and talk to Wenlang. Buy that cheap breakfast for Welnlang. Rely on Wenlang. Be with Wenlang
It wasn't like Shen Wenlang was imposing those rules on Gao Tu; it was just that Gao Tu always went along. Never once questioned. Was too busy balancing Wenlang and his class schedule to actually care about what was actually happening.
Too busy to look at the eyes drinking him with reverence.
Too busy
Too oblivious.
Too Perfect
Too kind
Too Empathetic
Too himself that someone had to growl to keep claws off him