PAO 78

“How cheap.”

At Junghoo’s meticulousness, which didn’t let her get away with it so easily, Minhee dropped her hand with a thud.

In the meantime, Seowon rested his chin on Minsung’s shoulder, and his grinning lips puckered. He was about to kiss Minsung’s cheek when Junghoo quickly reached out his hand to block it.

“Where do you think you’re rubbing your lips? You need to save them.”

Protecting the soft lips he could feel on his palm, Junghoo absolutely refused to let him give a kiss to Minsung. Watching this, Minhee, wanting to escalate the situation, said to Seowon.

“Seowon.”

“Yeah.”

“Do you like Junghoo’s face or his body?”

At her mischievous question, Minsung became fidgety and hugged Seowon, only to have him snatched away by Junghoo, who had suddenly stood up. As Junghoo stood there with Seowon in his arms, Minsung discreetly moved to Minhee’s side.

Junghoo sat down in the chair, still holding Seowon. Then he lifted Seowon’s chin and examined his face closely. At his affectionate touch, Minhee shook her head as if he was hopeless, and called to Seowon.

“Hurry up and tell us. Which part do you like more?”

“Pheromones.”

“What?”

Minhee asked him to say it again, leaning her upper body forward. Then Seowon’s eyelids lifted slightly. The way his pupils were unfocused with his eyes only half-open was breathtakingly beautiful.

“I like your pheromones.”

Even his voice was completely relaxed, sounding so languid that it seemed like even Junghoo, who was listening, would melt.

“They both calm me down and get me worked up. I can feel that you’re next to me without even looking, and sometimes they make my heart ache.”

As Seowon continued to speak, Junghoo’s expression gradually faded away. It wasn’t a happy expression, nor was it a complicated one; it was an expression that was completely erasing all emotion. Still, Seowon kept talking.

“I don’t need an alpha… but I need you. I want to have you.”

As Seowon’s eyes slowly closed and he slumped to the side, Junghoo’s hands supported his body.

“Looks like our Seowon’s cute time is over.”

Minhee explained what had happened.

“But he likes the pheromones? Now what could that mean?”

As Minhee drew out the end of her sentence and turned to look at the suspicious person sitting next to her, Junghoo stood up, holding Seowon.

“Huh? Are you lea-leaving?”

Under Minhee’s cold glare, Minsung hurriedly tried to talk to Junghoo, but he was already walking away with Seowon’s bag slung over his shoulder.

“Park Minsung, tell me. You knew, didn’t you?”

“That… that is.”

“What is it? Is Han Seowon an omega or an alpha?”

“Umm…”

Minsung tilted his head this way and that as if he didn’t know.

“Is he an omega? Or an alpha?”

Even at this moment, Minsung was trying to remain loyal.

Junghoo, carrying Seowon on his back, walked in step with the sound of breathing he felt on the back of his neck.

“I like you too.”

Muttering his feelings, which didn’t matter even if Seowon couldn’t hear.

“I love your pheromones so much.”

When Seowon’s body slumped to the side, Junghoo used the rebound of his own body to pull him back into place and continued walking.

“I like them so much I don’t know if it’s okay to say I like your pheromones.”

“Umm.”

“I like it when your pheromones suppress me.”

“Ungh?”

Seowon furrowed his brow, but he still couldn’t open his eyes, not yet sober.

“I loved it so much when you slapped my cheek and threatened me.”

He remembered how, despite being in pain because of his pheromones, he tried to somehow suppress his instincts at Seowon’s threats.

“When you crushed me like you were going to suffocate me and squeezed my waist tightly…”

Junghoo, recalling the image of Seowon who had wrapped his legs around his waist after changing positions midway, wet his lips with his tongue. His lower body throbbed as he remembered just how stunning Seowon’s smooth, long legs were.

“I seriously felt like I was going to faint because it felt so good.”

“Ahm…”

Seowon rubbed his face against Junghoo’s shoulder as if he was uncomfortable somewhere.

“There’s nothing I can do, since I like you too.”

Junghoo brought out his hidden feelings one by one.

“I have no choice but to love you for a long, long time.”

Junghoo, who had started to paint a future with Seowon, smiled happily. Though Seowon, who kept rubbing his face on his shoulder, was still frowning.

“Ugh… pervert…”

Seowon was meeting a pervert in his dream.

“Ah…”

Seowon, who woke up in the morning, held his heavy head and spoke in a completely hoarse voice. He didn’t know how much he drank yesterday, but his whole body ached as if he had caught a cold overnight.

“If I ever drink again, I’m a dog.”

As he uttered the phrase, which was more of a habit he couldn’t keep, and tried to get up, a trial greater than his heavy body awaited him. His body was heavy and he had no strength in his hands and feet, and it was because of another person weighing him down.

“I dug my own grave.”

He was grateful, since it was clear that Junghoo had brought him home when he was drunk, but to sleep while holding him like this. Seowon let out a soft sigh and tried to turn his body, but failed. Next, he tried to be clever and see if he could pull out just his arm first, but realizing it wouldn’t work, he let his arm drop limply.

Now that it had come to this, he had no choice but to wake up Junghoo, who was sleeping while hugging him. The curtains hadn’t been drawn, so the sunlight was shining on his face, but Junghoo was sleeping soundly, as if it wasn’t bright at all.

He saw his face every day, so he knew he was handsome and that he had his own unique charm. That’s why he should just look and move on, but for some reason, he couldn’t ignore Junghoo’s face today.

“Junghoo.”

Seowon called him in a small voice.

“Wake up. Go sleep in your room.”

And he stated the reason for waking him. But even so, Junghoo’s long eyelashes showed no sign of moving, so Seowon’s hand slowly rose. And the tip of that hand first gently touched the tip of Junghoo’s nose, the most three-dimensional feature on his face.

It was high and seemed like it would feel sharp, but when he actually touched it, the sensation of the skin enveloping his fingertip was incredibly soft. And…

“I’ll have to get our Seowon drunk today.”

Junghoo, whom he thought was sound asleep, moved his lips.

“So I can see him become a pretty puppy.”

At the sound of Junghoo muttering with only one eye slightly open, Seowon pushed him off the bed with all his might.

One moment he was gently caressing Junghoo’s face, and the next, Seowon’s push was truly merciless. Hearing the loud thud that shook the floor, Seowon muttered.

“What are you going to do watching me become a dog? Record a video or something?”

His head was already splitting from drinking, and now this guy was turning his insides upside down, so Seowon shot up from the bed.

He had gotten up so abruptly that he felt a momentary dizzy spell, as if the world was spinning. While Seowon stood still for a moment to catch his breath, Junghoo clambered back onto the bed. Yoo Junghoo, who was using his hands like paws, really was like a cute puppy, but one part of him was not like that at all.

“Why on earth do you sleep naked?”

Why did he have to see his naked body, not even wearing a single pair of underwear, first thing in the morning?

“And why is that thing standing up too?”

A series of sighs escaped him.

“This is just a natural phenomenon.”

Junghoo swiped a hand up his own dick, which was plastered to his stomach, and gave a fresh smile.

“Don’t stroke it like that in front of me.”

It was already absurd enough to be witnessing someone else’s erection, but he even had to hear the sound of a hand stroking it. Seowon, whose five senses were all suffering because of Junghoo, pressed his temples. It felt like his headache was getting worse not because of the hangover, but because of Junghoo.

“I’ve seen enough proof that you’re healthy, so please let me not see it anymore.”

Seowon told him to put on some clothes, wanting to see it no more, but Junghoo instead stuck right next to him.

“That’s not it.”

“What’s not it?”

“It’s not standing up because it’s morning, it’s because of you. Strictly speaking, it’s been like this all night.”

Seowon looked at Junghoo with astonished eyes.

“Because of me?”

“Yeah. Because I slept holding you all night. You’re warm, and you smell good, and…”

“Stop.”

“I wanted to go inside you all night long…”

He wished he would stop talking since he got the point, but Junghoo seemed to have no intention of doing so.

“Junghoo, stop. How far are you going to go with just words?”

At this rate, he was going to recite all sorts of stories with words. Anyway, as Seowon stopped him, Junghoo lowered his gaze at a 45-degree angle as if he were embarrassed.

“You’re doing that to hide those perverted eyes of yours, aren’t you?”

Seowon scoffed as if it were ridiculous and pushed Junghoo away, putting distance between them. He even sat cross-legged and folded his arms, so Junghoo copied him.

“…Please don’t do that completely naked.”

Seowon muttered with his head hung low.

No. It would be better if he stayed like this. Seowon shifted his butt and moved closer to Junghoo. Having gotten close enough for their knees to touch, Seowon grabbed his thing, which had bloomed wide open thanks to Junghoo spreading his legs.

“This is bothering you, right? The skin on your stomach feels tight, and it’s heavy.”

“Yeah.”

“I get it. I’ll kill it for you.”

“If you grip it that tight…”

Wondering if he was planning to kill it by cutting off the blood flow, Junghoo shook his head but didn’t remove Seowon’s hand.

“I like it. If it’s your hand, it can burst, or you can leave it pale and bloodless.”

“Anyone who heard that would think you’re actually going to make it burst.”

At Seowon’s words, spoken with an incredulous look, Junghoo immediately met his eyes.

“Who’s here to hear? It’d be a big problem if there was. I only want to do it with you.”