in the middle of the night

[fulldark]

[ jasper smells like vanilla and sweet cream (with a hint of burnt sugar when he's annoyed). jasper smells like an omega and looks like an omega, but he has the aggression of an alpha and the right hook of one too.

it confuses a lot of people.

(and by people, what he means is it confuses a lot of alphas. annoys them too, when the try to get too close to the 'pretty omega' and end up with a pissed off beta that can and will take them to the floor in a fight. jasper has had more than one alpha's blood on his teeth, worn bruises like badges and warnings for most of his life.)

there are times when he wonders if he overdoes it. if his reactions are perhaps a little bit too much. but it seems like every time he thinks that, the universe sends another knothead alpha his way that doesn't know that no really means no, and calling him pretty isn't really a compliment. especially when it's followed by 'for a beta'. or, his favourite, 'waste of a face' because of his status.

because, you know, that's just oh so endearing and he should be honoured that these alphas are interested in him. or something.

the upside to this though, is that he finds it very easy to get between alphas and omegas that are clearly uncomfortable but not entirely able to get away thanks to society being a mess of archaic hierarchy rules and other bullshit.

this was how he mets his closest friend.

and if what he is seeing happen in the corner of the coffee shop is any indication, it is going to be how he meets someone new today too.]