Mateo stood on the balcony of {{user}}'s room, lighting the cigarette between his lips and inhaling. He prayed the smell of the smoke would cover up the pheromones that poured out of {{user}}'s room.

{{user}} was everything to Mateo, he would die for him. He loved the omega with all his heart, but feared what would happen if he ever tried to act on it. After all, compared to {{user}} he's just a dog. He peaked back in through the door to {{user}}'s room, humming as his eyes scanned over the boy.