MW 38

It was at that moment, as Yijae’s grip on his bag tightened and he was about to turn his steps away.

“Ah……”

Jaeha was the first to avoid Yijae’s gaze, turning in another direction. It was the first time he had ignored him. Yijae clenched a fist over his aching chest. Clearing his choked throat, he slowly turned and walked in the opposite direction from where Jaeha had disappeared.

Fleeing the place, Yijae realized that the class time had already passed by a long shot.

It was the first time he had ever missed a class. No matter how sick or tired he had been, he had desperately come to school, determined not to miss class. But now that he had actually skipped, he realized that missing one class wouldn’t cause a major incident.

Swallowing a hollow laugh, Yijae rolled his bitter-tasting tongue around his mouth and stood up. He had skipped the lecture, but he had nowhere else to go but school. After spending some time sitting blankly on a corner bench, Yijae headed to the store a little earlier than usual.

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“Seongjin hyung, should I take this to the 4th floor?”

“Uh-huh, but will you be okay? Shouldn’t you really be heading home?”

Seongjin, who had transferred the beautifully cut fruit to a plate, added a word, seeing Yijae’s condition, which looked particularly serious today, though his complexion was never good to begin with.

“I’m fine, I think it’s just a light cold.”

Coughing softly and shivering, Yijae pulled up his mask, gave a faint smile, and said he’d be back, then disappeared outside.

Seeing the elevator stopped on the 5th floor, Yijae changed direction and went up the stairs. He nearly fell from a sudden dizzy spell and let out a murky breath, his heart pounding.

“Get a grip, please……”

He bit his lip and pushed off with the balls of his feet, entering the hall.

‘Number 7…… table number 7 is…… ah.’

Spotting the table number at the end, he made his way there, avoiding the people.

“Hello, I will now serve the special fruit set you ordered.”

“What, isn’t that Seo Yijae? You work here?”

Yijae turned his gaze to where someone was calling his name. He was sitting in the very middle of the innermost section, so his face wasn’t clearly visible.

Narrowing his brow and blinking a couple of times, a face, freed from the dark lighting, came into Yijae’s view.

“You can’t even recognize your hyung’s voice?”

“H-how did you get here……”

It was none other than Dohyeon. How did he get here? Yijae shrank back, clenching his fists tightly. It felt like his trembling hands would drop the tray at any moment.

“So this is where you were, coming home late every night?”

Looking at the table, empty liquor bottles were piled up everywhere. Dohyeon must have had a lot to drink as well. Yijae opened his mouth, thinking he should avoid this place as much as possible.

“Yeah, I-I have to work, so I’ll get going now.”

He couldn’t let him know he was nervous. Fortunately, the lighting was dim, so his expression wouldn’t be visible. Putting strength into his fingertips, Yijae bit the inside of his cheek to get a grip and turned around.

“Alright, see you later.”

As if he hadn’t heard Dohyeon’s last words, Yijae hurried out of there. He rushed down the stairs as if escaping and let out the breath he had been holding in.

“Haa. Ha…… Cough.”

The cold air entering his lungs triggered a cough. He pressed both hands over his mask, coughing out, then gripped his dizzy head and went down.

“Seo Yijae.”

“B-Boss.”

He was walking down the hallway when he ran into Seungmin, who was walking from the opposite direction. Yijae bowed his stiff, tense body.

“Ah, hello.”

“You…… why are your pheromones so strong.”

His eyes narrowed into a frown. He grabbed Yijae’s wrist and headed for the boss’s office.

“B-Boss!”

Click, the door locked, and Seungmin, setting him upright, inhaled and asked.

“Aren’t you in heat?”

“What? No, I’m not.”

Yijae answered with a look that said, ‘that’s impossible’. He had been taking his suppressants diligently. His body felt heavier than usual, but he had none of the preliminary symptoms that appeared before a heat cycle.

“No, I’ve been taking my medicine well. Cough, I was just startled a moment ago, I-I think that’s why.”

If his pheromones were leaking, it was probably because he’d lost control after the unexpected shock of meeting Dohyeon earlier.

“Just go home for today.”

“I can do it……”

Yijae clenched his fists and looked up at him, but he finally gave in at the sight of the firm eyes staring back at him.

“Okay……”

“Go home and rest today. And come back starting next week.”

“What?”

Today was understandable, but from next week meant he was to rest tomorrow too.

“Boss, I’m really not. I’m serious……”

“I’m telling you to get a good rest because you’ve worked hard. You haven’t seemed well lately, either. I’ll put you on sick leave, so let’s see you when you’re all better.”

Yijae blinked as he watched Seungmin ruffle his hair with a clumsy hand and leave the room.

And so, for the first time since starting his part-time job, he was able to arrive home before 10 o’clock. After waiting for the lights to go out in front of the main gate, Yijae went inside, climbed the stairs, and headed to his room.

Is it really a cold? The fever wasn’t going down easily even with medicine, so Yijae swallowed a slightly larger dose than usual.

After washing up with warm water and lying down in bed, Yijae closed his eyes, feeling hazy from the medication. His breathing gradually became steady, and just as Yijae was slowly drifting off to sleep.

Creak, the sound of the door opening, and the slow approach of footsteps made Yijae lift his eyelids.

“Hyung……?”

“Were you waiting up for me?”

The person stumbling towards him was a drunken Dohyeon. Yijae’s face filled with terror as the nightmare from three years ago resurfaced, and he curled his fingers into the edge of the blanket.

“D-don’t come here……”

“I thought it was my imagination, but you are in heat. Fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”

“Heuk. N-no, I’m not. Please, don’t do this……”

Yijae’s body stiffened as he pushed away Dohyeon’s hand, which had already climbed onto his bed. But it was far too much to handle the strength of an alpha who had lost his reason.

“You reek of it, and you’re saying you’re not?”

Burying his face in the nape of Yijae’s neck, which was pale under the moonlight, Dohyeon took a deep breath. Pinning both of Yijae’s wrists with one hand, Dohyeon slowly lifted his shirt.

“Ha, fuck. Your pheromones are driving me crazy, Yijae. What am I supposed to do if you get prettier in the time I haven’t seen you?”

“Eu, euk. D-don’t do it!”

Struggling against the hand that was creeping further up, Yijae burst into tears and resisted Dohyeon. But Dohyeon, knowing his greatest weakness, twisted his lips into a smirk and whispered in Yijae’s ear.

“Shh. Be quiet. You know who gets kicked out if we’re caught here.”

Hk, heuk.

With a face consumed by terror, Yijae covered his mouth with his hand, afraid that any sound would escape. Dohyeon was right. There was no one in this house who would listen to his voice. No, to be more precise, there was no one who would be on his side even if they knew the truth.

‘Heuk, I’m scared. Please, someone…….’

Yijae was terrified by the enormous weight pressing down on his body. If this continued, he felt he would really be forcibly raped by Dohyeon.

Gasping for breath with his rigid body, he cried out at the hand that suddenly slipped under his loose pants.

“Heuk, ah! Don’t, heuk, don’t do it!”

“Shhh. I told you to be quiet. Do you want to wake up the whole house? Is it your thing to do it where people can see?”

Dohyeon twisted his lips into a smile, seemingly more aroused by Yijae’s resistance, and whispered obscene words into his ear. Yijae struggled against the slick tongue that touched his earlobe and pushed Dohyeon away.

“No, sob, I said no, don’t do this!”

Shaking his head from side to side, he kicked Dohyeon’s chest with all his might, quickly got away, and reached his hand forward.

‘I have to run. I c-can’t stay here.’

But before he could even get off the bed, his ankle was caught by Dohyeon. Pressing down hard on Yijae’s slender waist, Dohyeon grabbed his buttocks, which were damp with slick, and said.

“Fuck, you can’t say no when you’re this wet. Didn’t you need an alpha’s cock?”

“Hauk, I don’t, need it. Please don’t do this……”

“What if you tear your hole like this? You should be still when I say I’ll loosen you up.”

“Aack! Don’t do it, don’t, touch my body!”

Yijae resisted even more fiercely as the hand went deeper, and he screamed. He couldn’t stop the screams from escaping his lips, even if other people heard and found out.

“Fuck, won’t you shut up?”

“Woop, eugh!”

At Yijae’s stronger-than-expected resistance, Dohyeon pulled his hand out and quickly pressed the back of his head hard to cover his mouth. Dohyeon watched the rustling body beneath him and licked his lower lip.

“Looks like your heat cycle hasn’t fully kicked in yet. Then I’ll make you horny too.”

Dohyeon’s menacing erection outlined itself beneath his pants, as if he had become even more aroused by the scent of omega pheromones filling his lungs.

“Euwook euk!”

For a moment, Yijae’s body writhed as if burning at the pheromones that touched his skin. A similar incident had happened before, but at that time, Dohyeon hadn’t used his pheromones. Yijae felt a level of terror incomparable to anything else, experiencing an alpha’s pheromones for the first time in his life.

“Haa…… how is it, feeling like you want to be fucked now?”

“Hieuk, heu……”

Saliva dripped from his open mouth, and Yijae’s eyes lost their focus. Dohyeon looked down at the delicate body, panting on the bed like an animal, licked his lips, and tore his shirt.

With a ripping sound, a slender, white body was revealed. It was the same as before, but his body was one that became more beautiful with age.

“Yijae, but I heard something interesting?”

He stuck out his tongue and licked Yijae’s white skin as if savoring it. As Yijae trembled at the small touch and panted, heuk, kkeuk, Dohyeon chuckled and continued.

“I heard it wasn’t Gu Dohae meeting with Kang Jaeha, but you. Is that true?”

Licking the finger that Yijae had bitten, Dohyeon took out his phone with a vile smile.

“He’s gonna fucking lose his mind if he sees this.”