Throughout the weekend, Wooyeon spent his time in various states of confusion. It started with questioning whether he had really slept with Dohyun, to wondering if it was okay to be intimate with someone while intoxicated. While the teacher he knew wasn’t the type to do such things, there wasn’t a compelling reason to believe it.
To sleep with him or not, that was the question. These conflicting thoughts clashed relentlessly, each advocating its own stance by the second. The former found evidence in visible circumstances, while the latter found proof in unseen trust. Wooyeon weighed these two options for a long time, but ultimately, he recalled the fact of Dohyun being an Alpha and hardened his resolve.
‘I shouldn’t have any expectations.’
There was nothing as fragile as the assumption that it couldn’t be true. Wooyeon liked Dohyun, but that didn’t mean Dohyun wasn’t an Alpha. If he had embraced him while emitting pheromones, there was also a possibility that he had been true to his instincts.
As soon as that thought came to him, Wooyeon was startled by the overwhelming regret. Even though his intentions were not reflected in his actions, he felt more injustice than discomfort. Since it had already come to this, it would have been nice to at least remember it. The experience of being held by Dohyun might never happen again.
Wooyeon also knew how foolish this thought was. If he had a normal thought process, he should’ve been disappointed by the fact that Dohyun had touched a drunk person. Instead of recalling Dohyun’s firm upper body, he should’ve felt anger and resentment.
But as always, his head couldn’t overcome his heart. Wooyeon already liked Dohyun too much to hate him for this. He was so blinded by the fact that Dohyun responded to him, that he even had a little hope, that there might be a possibility.
So three days passed. As soon as Tuesday morning came after a sleepless night, Wooyeon felt something wrong with his body. He immediately contacted his primary care physician, who hurriedly came to Wooyeon’s house and conducted several tests.
“So…you’re saying you’re not feeling the suppressant?”
“Yes, I took it yesterday too.”
Despite taking the medicine diligently, his whole body felt sensitive. Pheromones were swirling, and an inexplicable desire kept rising. The reason he couldn’t sleep all night was also because he vividly remembered the sensations Dohyun had provided.
“For now, it could be a temporary symptom, so keep taking the medicine as usual. The test results show no major issues, but until your condition improves, it’s better for you to rest at home.”
The primary care physician calmly replied and rummaged through the bag he had brought. Seeing his slightly furrowed brow, it seemed he didn’t quite understand the problem. Wooyeon subtly asked while stroking the spot where blood was drawn.
“I’m a bit hesitant to miss school. Is there any other way?”
He could just use medical absenteeism, but today, he had two major lectures. It was difficult to miss them even for a moment because understanding the lectures was already challenging. It wouldn’t be difficult to skip today, apologize to the professors, and take the week off.
“I could give you an injection, but the effect might not last long…”
The primary care physician replied with an unenthusiastic face. “I don’t really recommend it.” Although he added those words afterward, Wooyeon was persistent.
“Just for today.”
“…If you insist, then I’ll give you the injection for now. But you should really rest at home tomorrow. Understand?”
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Wooyeon muttered unintentionally, and the primary care physician chuckled kindly. Then, he added somewhat seriously.
“You must be careful because you’re so dominant.”
Ever since he manifested, Wooyeon took this advice as seriously as eating three meals a day. He used to hear it three times a day, especially when the manifestation had just occurred. All though, Wooyeon was already cautious enough.
“You might feel a bit sore.”
The injection given by the primary care physician temporarily suppressed pheromones. There were no particular side effects, but resistance could develop, so it couldn’t be used frequently, only in emergencies. The effect lasted exactly 12 hours, so the instruction to return home within that time was also given.
“I’ll come back tomorrow at the same time, so take care at school.”
The primary care physician didn’t linger long and left with his belongings. Wooyeon knew that he didn’t like long conversations with him. He would probably call his mother on his way back and explain everything in detail.
“…I miss you, seonsaeng-nim.”
Wooyeon sighed deeply while pressing his bandaged arm. His head was already complicated enough, and now the heat cycle was bothering him too. Actually, he wanted to ask the primary care physician if the sexual activity had an impact, but mentioning that might immediately lead to being dragged back home.
***
As soon as Wooyeon arrived at school, he went to see the professors and submitted the medical certificates. He was worried they might think he was making excuses, but his diligent image usually helped. Especially the professor whom the teaching assistant had mentioned before encouraged Wooyeon to speak up, even patting him on the shoulder.
After finishing his business, he naturally headed to the club room. Since he arrived too early, there was still plenty of time left, and Seongyu was still sleeping at home. At this time, at least the door would be open, so he could kill some time and then go to class.
‘No contact…’
Wooyeon muttered, pulling out his phone as he walked. As his confusion subsided, a sense of disappointment that he hadn’t felt before arose. It didn’t help that his phone had been silent all weekend.
No matter how drunk you are, shouldn’t you contact someone after something like that happens? Even if Wooyeon was intoxicated, Dohyun was sober.
‘I won’t even see him this week…’
At the end of the day, he’ll have to rest at home, so he’d have to wait at least a week to see him. Asking if he really slept with him or questioning why his sunbae did that would all have to be put off for a week.
Again, it was frustrating and suffocating to realize that he was the only one feeling anxious.
“…It’s okay.”
A moment later, upon arriving at the entrance of the club room, Wooyeon halted his steps upon hearing Garam’s voice from within. There’d been complaints lately that the door wasn’t closing properly, and now it was slightly ajar, about a centimeter open. Just as he was about to reach for the doorknob, contemplating whether he should fix it, he paused.
“Why are you flirting with Wooyeon?”
A topic that he couldn’t possibly ignore was firmly stuck in his ears. Because the voice was so clear and precise in pronunciation, it was impossible to mishear even if he tried. Wooyeon reflexively stopped moving and held his breath.
“…Me?”
The answer came out slowly. It was a voice so familiar that if he hadn’t received the suppressant injection, he would’ve released pheromones. Dohyun, whom he was sure he wouldn’t see until next week, was at school, standing in front of a single door. His already familiar heart started pounding louder, thump, thump, thump.
“What you’re doing is exactly like flirting.”
Garam spoke with a cold voice, unlike her interactions with Wooyeon. Wooyeon couldn’t discern the situation, but it was evident that she didn’t seem pleased. Wooyeon leaned against the wall and focused on their conversation.
“Buying meals, buying drinks, helping with studying…. Well, fine. As a sunbae, I guess you can do that much.”
Her voice was laced with irritation, it sounded like she was muttering to herself. Like she was trying to convince herself that, ‘because you’re a sunbae, you can do it, that’s right.’ But the following words clearly directed a question to Dohyun.
“But what? Show movies if you do well on exams?”
Wooyeon involuntarily shuddered. It was something he’d said to Garam without asking Dohyun. There was no mention of keeping it a secret, and there was no reason to, but somehow, he felt like he had done something wrong.
“You’re being fake, damn it. Bringing a kid to watch a horror movie.”
Tsk tsk, the sound of a tongue clucking was heard. Ironically, it was Wooyeon who chose the horror movie, but now Dohyun was misunderstood. As Wooyeon hesitated whether to open the door, Dohyun casually replied.
“Wooyeon has seen the whole series.”
Unlike Garam, Dohyun’s tone was calm to the extreme. He didn’t seem particularly surprised or upset. Garam responded with a “Really?” and then coughed lightly to change the subject.
“…Anyway, why would someone like you, who draws lines so well, flirt with Wooyeon?”
Wooyeon, leaning against the wall, stared into space.
‘Draws lines so well.’ It was truly a painful remark for Wooyeon, who had been expelled from that boundary four years ago. Wooyeon knew better than anyone just how well Dohyun could cut ties.
“What are you doing? This is unlike you.”
“Do I have to respond with ‘what’s like me’?”
“Are you insane?”
Wooyeon sat down and hugged his knees. He didn’t want to eavesdrop, but since he had heard this far, he couldn’t just leave. But he also couldn’t just casually intervene between them.
After swearing a few times, Garam lowered her voice somewhat seriously.
“Why do you hug him while he’s crying? Do you know how much the kid might expect?”
Half curiosity, half anxiety. Although he knew it wasn’t right, his ears pricked up. Even though Dohyun’s hug was nothing more than simple comfort, to others, it seemed extraordinary.
“You know how to let people come freely and let them go without holding on. But still, you know the boundaries between public and personal life.”
It sounded like they had met all kinds of people. Indeed, if you have only one eyelid, you’re called a playboy. Since there was no suitable rebuttal from Dohyun, Wooyeon trusted those words even more.
“You’re quick on the uptake…. Knowing that Wooyeon likes you, why are you like this?”
“…”
In an instant, his head throbbed sharply. He hadn’t thought it would show, so hearing it from someone else’s mouth was harsh. Even as a bystander, it was visible. That fact made him feel a bit embarrassed.
“If you’re not sincere, just stop. I want to see Wooyeon for a long time.”
Once again, Garam pierced through Wooyeon’s back rather than Dohyun’s. Whatever intention or purpose behind her words, ultimately, it was still a way to inflict pain. Dohyun’s response was no different.
“…He said it seems insincere when I smile at him.”
Dohyun opened his mouth slowly, almost as if he were irritated. It was an evaluation Wooyeon had once spat out with frustration. Before Garam could respond, he let out a forced laugh.
“I wonder how long he’ll keep thinking that.”
So does he like Wooyeon or not damn it I’m anxious now 😭😭😭
Ohh goddd, I hate this feeling. Seriously Dohyunnn!!! You keep getting on my nerves… ARGHHH THE CLIFFHANGER
That sounds like a jerk thing to say! Now I’m mad!
+1
┻┻︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵┻┻ ai shibal do you like him back or not Dohyun?????
Does he like him o not? So frustrating!!!! But at least he’s interested but he should tell Wooyeon if they had slept together
Oh man, Dohyun is being a big jerk, wtf just tell him if you slept with him or not, he clearly doesn’t remember, and you know he likes you! He’s just toying with Wooyeon now 🤧
I think Dohyun definitely remembers Wooyeon, too and is just pretending not to. Poor bby 🙁
a simple yes or no but you chose to answer it in a roundabout way?!
Thanks for the chapters
I felt my heart drop when he said to check his body. That he would know by the soreness and now he’s making me angrier. Dude just tell him if you didn’t or did. I’m sure dohyun knows more than he lets on and at this point he’s being petty. Come on guys please 😭
There are some things that you shouldn’t say even if you’re frustrated.. 😩