One of the luxuries Kwon Taejung purchased with his money was shopping comfortably with a personal shopper. As a result, he desired to live as comfortably as possible and to appreciate the amenities that he had properly purchased with his own money. He had spent money, thus there was no need for him to undertake a laborious approach to it.
However, Yigyeom may have misconstrued his intentions, contrary to what he assumed. Yigyeom might become irritated after hearing that Kwon Taejung would solve and wield everything with money, therefore he implied.
“But don’t misunderstand because this doesn’t mean I’m going to manipulate you with money.”
“…Yes, I know that’s not what you meant.”
“You know?”
“Yes…”
“I’m glad.”
Kwon Taejung’s stomach churned again as he observed Yigyeom nodding that he knew. After Yigyeom’s pheromones flared in a big way yesterday, he felt like he’d go insane simply by looking at him. It wasn’t quite time for his rut to arrive, but it felt as if it would.
Kwon Taejung took another taste of peach mousse while looking at Yigyeom, whose pheromone fragrance was definitely stronger than before. Kwon Taejung was overjoyed since only he could smell that incredibly delicious aroma, and no other regular Alpha could.
“How are you feeling these days? Is there any discomfort after taking the inhibitors?”
“Well, there is nothing uncomfortable. It suppresses my pheromones well and doesn’t make me feel dizzy, which is great. But these days, it’s a little different than before…I could feel inhibiting pheromones without my intention… There are times when I feel that way.”
“Did you do that yesterday? When you came in my mouth.”
“…”
Yigyeom dropped his gaze and nodded, startled that Kwon Taejung knew, and even more astonished that he nonchalantly acknowledged the matter. He was extremely embarrassed that Kwon Taejung felt the same way he did.
“I think you’re almost back to normal now so be careful. If you take a good suppressant, you don’t have to worry about regular Alphas, but although it’s rare, you might end up meeting a dominant Alpha like me.”
“… So, does that mean you can always smell my pheromone?”
“Yeah. Of course, I do. It’s an attractive smell so I can’t help but smell it constantly. But there is nothing to worry about. I also take inhibitors and it’s all good. As long as it doesn’t suddenly explode like yesterday…”
Kwon Taejung was at a loss every time Yigyeom exposed his pheromones to him. All those thoughts, like wanting to gobble him up or being unable to tear his gaze away from him, felt far too suggestive.
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“Yes…If anything gets weird, I’ll tell you.”
Yigyeom still thought he was a touch odd. For the previous three days, simply looking at Taejung made his heart constrict, and smelling the wonderful aroma emanating from his embrace had his heart flutter. Also, anytime he became really bored at home, his body flared up when he thought about it alone, and he ended up doing shameful things.
Yigyeom was wondering whether things could get any crazier here, so he didn’t know what to say to Kwon Taejung even if things become weirder. Furthermore, he had never gone through a thorough heat cycle previously.
Yigyeom was debating whether he should report the itching feeling in his stomach he experienced every time he saw Kwon Taejung to this level, or whether the sensation was more acute.
“Yes, please tell me. Please.”
Yigyeom, who was too ashamed to ask it out loud, nodded slightly as he saw Kwon Taejung talk as if he was given a promise.
* * *
Yigyeom bowed to Yoo Jiyeon, who was looking after Kwon Taejung’s purchases, and proceeded inside pleasantly. Yigyeom was back for the second time, but he was just as nervous as the previous time.
“You asked me to prepare clothes that are easy to move around in, so I chose clothes that would not cause any discomfort. I chose a size small or medium because I thought it would be enough, but you can take a look and try on the clothes you like.”
Kwon Taejung reached the rack where the shirts and men’s garments were hanging first, smiling at Yigyeom, who was standing with his hands clasped and listening to Yoo Jiyeon’s advice, and pushed the hangers to the side one by one, taking in the items. They were all colorful, crisp garments that seemed to fit Yigyeom, so he assumed he could buy everything on display without even looking at it.
“What do you like? Choose slowly.”
Yigyeom turned to the hanger and examined the clothing one by one, rather uncomfortably, in response to Kwon Taejung’s comments. It felt smooth and good to the touch, and the colors were all lovely, making it difficult to select. Yigyeom stood there for a moment, then glanced up at Kwon Taejung, as if begging for help.
“I knew that would be the case so I will choose some for you.”
Kwon Taejung smiled as he picked out a few light-colored shirts, chose a few cardigans to wear over top, and set them aside. The personal shopper matched the pants that Kwon Taejung had chosen and delivered them to Yigyeom when he picked them.
“I think it suits you very well. Would you like to try it on?”
“…Yes…”
“You can come this way.”
Yigyeom, who proceeded to the changing room with the help of a personal shopper, carefully positioned the outfits so as not to damage them and removed the clothes he was wearing. He carefully put on the clothing that Kwon Taejung had picked for him, one by one.
Even though it was his usual style, it was noticeably different from what he had been wearing. Yigyeom uncomfortably exited the changing room after looking in the mirror.
“Ah, it’s pretty. It matches you well. Are there any uncomfortable clothes? What about size? The top looks like it fits, but what about the pants?”
Kwon Taejung, who was looking at more things, approached Yigyeom and turned him around.
“The waist is a little…I think it’s big.”
Kwon Taejung, who had raised his shirt slightly in response to Yigyeom’s comments, put one finger on the locked buckle and tugged it forward. Yigyeom flinched his shoulder, terrified when Kwon Taejung’s fingertips brushed across his tummy. Kwon Taejung proved that the waist was large enough to accommodate two of his fingers and removed his fingers.
“I wish the pants were one size smaller.”
“Your proportions are so good. So, since you have long legs, this size fits you, so I opted for the ones with a baggy waist. Since the length suits so beautifully, I think it would look prettier if you just adjusted the waist and wore it…How do you feel about that?”
Kwon Taejung, who understood personal shoppers were wise, acknowledged that he would do so without hesitation. He picked a few more things based on the sizes of the garments he had tried on and asked for the bill.
He wanted to buy everything there, but he was afraid Yigyeom would feel burdened, so he limited himself to seven sets of shirts, coats, and pants. Since there are seven days in a week, having new garments to wear every day for at least a week was required.
“Sir, let me help you take measurements.”
“…Yes.”
Kwon Taejung sat on the sofa and sipped his tea, chuckling as he noticed Yigyeom clumsily extending his arms and staying steady while being held by a personal shopper while the measurements were taken.
He kept laughing when he was with Yigyeom, even at things that were not at all laughable. Is it because I like him? Who should I ask about this? Should I ask Kijung? Ah, my sister knows better. What was certain was that it was a feeling he had never felt before.
“…Chief.”
Kwon Taejung walked up and patted Yigyeom’s cheeks as he sat down next to him as soon as Yigyeom was done with it. He was the only one who knew him, and because it was a new environment, he felt like everyone was paying extra attention to him, making him feel sorry for himself.
“You can relax. Why are you so nervous?”
“… I think you bought me too many clothes. I thought you were only buying one…”
“Yesterday, when we were sleeping, we got it all over the clothes we were wearing.”
“…”
“There are at least two sets, and there may be more in the future, so let’s buy some in advance. Okay?”
Kwon Taejung gazed at Yigyeom, who was unable to respond more, turned around and sat straight, softly caressing the back of Yigyeom’s neck, then wrapping his arm around his shoulder and stroking his cheek. The personal shopper with shopping bags reappeared just as he was about to put his lips, not his hand, on him and crush him with his tongue. Kwon Taejung just then removed his hand.
“I’ll put it in the car right away. As soon as the pants are adjusted, I will deliver them directly to your house, Sir.”
“Yes. Thank you for today.”
“No. I am more grateful to you for always visiting us. Please contact us at any time in the future and we will prepare it as soon as possible. Please wear your clothes comfortably, and if you need any adjustments while wearing them, please contact us at any time and we will help you.”
Yigyeom bowed to Yoo Jiyeon, who handed him a business card, and graciously took it. He didn’t pay anything, and he’d never return here again, so he wondered if he might have a business card, but it felt so lovely to encounter a friendly person that he took it gently and kept it unwrinkled.
“Please be careful on your way.”
Yigyeom welcomed Yoo Jiyeon, who had approached the front of the elevator. He just relaxed and let out a little breath as the door closed. Traveling to strange areas was difficult, but wherever Kwon Taejung went, everyone was nice and there were always smiling people, so he always felt happy.
“There are still two hours left until the visitation. Should we stop by the house and rest for a while? I feel right at home. The hospital is not that far from my house. Ah, I’m talking about my house though. What about it?”
Yigyeom nodded slightly as he glanced at Kwon Taejung, who sought his advice and approval even when he believed he could do everything he wanted. Kwon Taejung chuckled at his gentle agreement once more. Yigyeom wished time would slow down as he viewed that face.
Today, tomorrow… I hope that in the next two months I can meet Kwon Taejung everyday for a very, very long time.
T/N
Two chapters for this week~ Hope you enjoy! Yigyeom’s heat cycle arc is coming soon so look forward to it, I guess 🙂 Kwon Taejung’s rut cycle will come after some small drama so that’s still a long way to go. By the way, Kwon Taejung way of speaking is a bit rough and it might come off as rude, but don’t think badly of him. He’s just tad bit stubborn with his spending habits (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)
Thanks for the update!! We are looking forward to new chapters >:)
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