JADE 5
by mimiWhen he said he wouldn’t be anxious if the Director told him it was okay. Jin Sejun felt the alcohol instantly leave his system.
Even though he was so big, and not particularly cute-looking, he had a strange charm that made Jin Sejun feel completely dazed.
I want to act crazy and cling to him, I want to harass him!
Do you want to have a drink at my place? I’m alone right now?
…is what I want to say!
It was to the point where he wished the person he was talking to was one of the countless sex accounts he followed, not Jin Sejun’s one and only beta who was in the process of turning from a client into an acquaintance.
Feeling that way, there were so many things he wanted to say, but….
‘I probably shouldn’t decide on that while drunk.’
For a drunk person, it was a rational choice.
Jin Sejun, who had fallen asleep clutching his phone, suddenly woke up with a start.
‘Kwon Joowan!’
Surely I didn’t send him some weird message while I was drunk, right? He obviously hadn’t drunk enough to black out, so he remembered everything up to falling asleep while tapping on his phone.
But what if he said something weird in a moment he couldn’t remember… especially if he flirted in a sleazy way, it would be the end.
He was so nervous that the tips of his fingers trembled as he opened the chat room.
Mr. Joowan: Did you get back okay from your work dinner? You didn’t drink too much, did you?
Me: yea, it eded eraly
‘……?’
Yes, it ended early. I thought I had replied smartly… something like that, but what is this?
The conversation that followed below was the same. The messages he thought he had sent perfectly were all staggering and twisted.
If it had been Jin Sejun, he would have wondered if the person was pretending to be drunk or was actually drunk, and most of all, he would have just ignored it because it was too much of a hassle to decipher. But Kwon Joowan had replied naturally as if he understood everything.
Mr. Joowan: If you tell me it’s okay, Director, I don’t think I’ll be anxious.
He remembered thinking he was cute when he saw this message. But below it, there were only messages from Kwon Joowan, instead of a reply from Jin Sejun.
Mr. Joowan: Director, are you okay? Are you very drunk?
Mr. Joowan: Should I come pick you up if it’s hard for you to move?
“Ha….”
In the first place, when Jin Sejun had asked Kwon Joowan if he was still anxious, he had meant to ask if he was still unsatisfied with his own appearance. Of course, because of the unsightly typo, a word that sounded like ‘balls’ had been written instead of ‘anxious’.
But this person was worrying about him, who was clearly drunk.
Am I very drunk? I’m drunk on your cuteness, you punk.
You’ll come pick me up? Isn’t that just an invitation to sleep together?
Jin Sejun cooled his flushing cheeks with the back of his hands, then sighed again.
He hadn’t even drunk that much, so what was with this text-ranting? And at his age, too?
It was obviously not the first time he had contacted other people after drinking, but this was the first time he’d made such a fool of himself. He couldn’t do this even if someone told him to do it on purpose.
He wasn’t Jin Youngjun, yet he got slowly drunk on just a few glasses. Had his alcohol tolerance weakened just because the first digit of his age had changed? Then again, these days he didn’t have many occasions to drink other than at work dinners or alone.
Me: I guess I drank too comfortably since I’m off today ^^; I made a scene in the chat, I’m sorry. I’m fine, but I’m worried about the Director. The clinic isn’t closed today, haha.
Jin Sejun had been interested from the beginning because he wanted a handsome beta friend, but it seemed Kwon Joowan was also being more receptive than he had expected.
‘Wouldn’t it be good for him to get close to me, too?’
Regardless of his profession, there had been many people who wanted to get close to Jin Sejun. Actually, more for a one-night stand than just as friends. Even at work, receiving advances from omega employees was a daily occurrence.
Of course, he couldn’t respond to them, and he had long since given up, but at first, he had been dying to accept.
That omega back then had really pretty lips. But it was better to let him go while acting cool than to watch his face crumple the moment he encountered his pheromones.
He looked at the clock and saw it was 7 a.m., thinking he had sent the message too early. A professional working a five-day week probably wouldn’t want to wake up early on a Saturday.
But unexpectedly, a reply came quickly.
Mr. Joowan: It’s a relief that you have the day off today.
Mr. Joowan: (Photo)
The photo Kwon Joowan attached showed a weight machine at a gym, a water bottle placed in front of it, and a hand giving a thumbs-up in the foreground.
‘Ah, is he really a trainer?’
The fact that he sent a photo every time made him think he was cute again. With the corners of his mouth turned up in a wide smile, Jin Sejun quickly replied.
Me: You’re so diligent. I used to complain all the time about not wanting to go, and now I probably go maybe twice a week?
Mr. Joowan: It’s a habit for me, so it’s fine. I wake up at 5 and work out first thing.
Me: Really, 5 a.m. every single day?
Mr. Joowan: Unless something special comes up?
‘Then he probably doesn’t go out drinking at night either?’
The way Kwon Joowan responded to Jin Sejun’s messages was quite friendly, so he wasn’t the type to be extremely shy. So, if he lived up to his looks, he wouldn’t be without friends, but if he had a lot of friends, he probably wouldn’t have been so swayed by the words of that omega with no taste.
As he thought about Kwon Joowan and got out of bed, he saw that his clothes were all wrinkled from having fallen asleep in his suit, as he often did. Jin Sejun piled the laundry in a basket and looked at his phone the whole time he was brushing his teeth.
Before he knew it, the reply intervals were getting slightly longer.
‘Is he annoyed? Then again, texting with me from the crack of dawn is a bit much….’
At that moment, as if to reassure him that he was just busy working out, Kwon Joowan sent a photo of a different kind of machine.
Mr. Joowan: What do you do on your days off, Director?
I usually…
His hands, which had been typing a reply, stopped blankly. What do I do on my days off? He couldn’t exactly answer, I masturbate while looking at sex accounts, could he?
Me: I go shopping or act as a chauffeur for my brother’s family…. Now that I think about it, I don’t really have anything you could call a hobby.
Is a person with no hobbies a bit unattractive? On dating apps, there were many people who wanted a ‘hobby-rich’ person who took thorough care of themselves. He was about to force himself to write something like ‘reading’ when a reply came.
Mr. Joowan: I guess you don’t find weight training very fun.
Me: I think the endurance part is boring. I don’t have much patience, haha.
‘Do you have to lead with your flaws?’
As soon as he sent the message, Jin Sejun berated himself again. He was worried that since the other guy seemed to like weight training, he should pretend to like it too to create a common interest.
Mr. Joowan: Are there any other sports you like?
Me: Well…. To be honest, there aren’t many I’ve tried.
Swimming? It’s so cold I don’t even want to shower, so would I go out of my way to do something like swimming? Golf, which he had learned following his brother, wasn’t fun at all either.
He had tried surfing, but it wasn’t fun enough to make him travel in search of waves. He didn’t have enough passion to go to an artificial wave pool. As for jogging, it rained on the first day he resolved to do it, and today marked one year since he gave up.
Jin Sejun tried anew to think of something he liked, but he still couldn’t come up with an answer. The one thing he was sure of was something he could never say, even if he died.
‘I like to look through lewd accounts, critique alphas’ bodies, dicks, and ejaculation times, and masturbate while imagining myself warmly embracing an omega….’
Mr. Joowan: It’s a shame our neighborhoods aren’t closer, we could have worked out together.
Should I move there right now?
Hahahaha. Jin Sejun deleted the message, which sounded like a starving dog drooling as it pounced, right before sending it.
Me: I know. I think it would be fun just to watch you work out, Mr. Joowan.
After sending that, there was no reply for a long time. Thinking about it, calling him by the contact name he had changed on his own might have been too informal of him.
‘You were the one who asked first and even sent a picture, so that means you want to be friends.’
I really don’t have many friends, so I get super excited if someone just responds well to what I say. Jin Sejun glared at the screen for no reason and filled the bathtub with water. He felt like he needed to take a half-bath to get in the right mindset to start the day.
Mr. Joowan: (Photo)
Mr. Joowan: I just took a shower.
Jin Sejun, who was soaking his body in the warm water, stared for a long time at the photo of the wet towel he had just received.
This is really just an innocent text, right? He once thought he’d become a man who could conquer 1,000 omegas before he turned thirty, but because he ended up guarding his virginity, maybe he just kept thinking in that direction.
But still….
“Mmm….”
It was definitely hot enough to sting his skin when he first got in, but after seeing Kwon Joowan’s reply, the water felt lukewarm. Jin Sejun settled into a more comfortable position in the bathtub that was spacious for one person.
‘I’m going crazy.’
Was it because he usually masturbated starting with the act of an alpha and an omega, and finishing with a video of a ‘beta’ jerking off? As he glanced down at his stiffly erect penis, the video of the ‘beta’ naturally came to mind.
‘Beta’ is an alpha and Kwon Joowan is a beta, but…. For some reason, he wanted to see Kwon Joowan masturbating while suppressing his desires, just like ‘Beta’.
7 a.m. on a holiday was the crack of dawn for Jin Sejun. To be texting with a client from the clinic, a beta at that, at this hour, and then suddenly get horny and masturbate. He really felt like he had hit rock bottom as an alpha.
But it’s not like he was hurting anyone….
Although he felt a sense of emptiness even before he started, he was passionate in the act itself. An intangible something that would stimulate the five senses of another person with a secondary gender filled the bathroom.
As Jin Sejun’s broad back gradually hunched over, the splashing sounds stopped.
“Haaah….”
His head was still foggy even after the long bath. Jin Sejun picked at a salad, then put on a face mask. Even after that, he wandered around the living room for a long time, staring at the scenery spread out beyond the window sash.
Then, suddenly, with a lightning-fast movement, he sent a message.
Me: Even if we can’t work out together, we could still have a meal, don’t you think? Are you busy today?
‘Ah, now that I think about it, did he say he was on a diet? No, I can just eat chicken breast and sweet potatoes, too, can’t I?’
These days, if you went downtown, there were many restaurants targeting people who work out. If that didn’t work, they could each pack a lunch and have a picnic or something. It was the middle of winter, but couldn’t they just eat in the car!
Jin Sejun was the type to get into bed in his outdoor clothes as if it were a meal, but he detested bringing food into his car. But with Kwon Joowan, he felt it would be okay even to share rice cakes coated in bean flour.
Time was passing without a reply since he suggested lunch. It was around the time he was starting to think a reply would come saying he missed the text and already ate lunch.
Mr. Joowan: Lunch sounds good. Do you live near the clinic? Where should we go?
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