Yigyeom clumsily used his transportation card and alighted from the vehicle, stumbling as he entered the alley. Feeling ensnared, he walked a few steps before sensing something trickling down his thigh. With an excited expression, he stood in front of the green gate, retrieved his key, and unlocked the door.
“Oh… What do I do…”
Yigyeom opened the front door and stepped inside. He forcefully pushed the door open, advancing a few more steps into the room. One sneaker slipped off just outside the room, while the other came off inside.
“Now that the pheromones have returned, you might experience heat. If you anticipate it, we can proceed with a hormone injection,” echoed Kwon Taejung’s voice wildly in his mind.
An injection—yes, if he received the one Kwon Taejung mentioned, everything would be alright. Yigyeom felt like it was an issue he couldn’t handle alone, prompting him to hurriedly search for his phone.
“…It’s not here…”
But his cell phone remained elusive. The inability to contact Kwon Taejung intensified Yigyeom’s fear. The tingling pleasure that masked his anxiety now radiated to his lower abdomen.
“Ah… Ugh…”
Yigyeom’s body, oscillating between hot and cold, was now engulfed in an unbearable heat. Barely managing, he crawled, wrapping himself in a blanket tucked in a corner of the room, and took a deep breath.
“Ah…”
The faint scent of Kwon Taejung lingered on the blanket. The anticipation of facing what he desired so intensely felt like it would drive him insane. With vacant eyes, Yigyeom struggled to stand up and collected the clothes Kwon Taejung had discarded earlier in the morning.
The overpowering scent of pheromones made Yigyeom recoil, notably stronger than the fragrance lingering on the blanket, likely due to wearing the clothes until morning.
“Mhm… Ah…”
With each breath of Kwon Taejung’s scent, a sensation surged from below. Yigyeom curled up, burying his nose and lips into Kwon Taejung’s garments. Despite attempts to resist, he couldn’t help it. Clutching his thighs together, he refrained from touching his pants, which felt damp.
He wanted to touch his genitals, and even squeezing his thighs together gave him a little sensation of pleasure in his lower abdomen. Yigyeom continued to push his thighs without acknowledging it, hoping to experience at least a little pleasure. It wasn’t the level of excitement he desired, but as he softly caressed his lower abdomen and the pleasure increased, the hand holding Kwon Taejung’s garments grew stronger.
“… Ugh…”
Yigyeom experienced a mix of fear and desire for stimulation as his body underwent more noticeable changes than he anticipated. The thought of having left the front door unlocked intensified his trembling, imagining the potential consequences if someone arrived at the house.
Feeling deeply embarrassed while clutching Kwon Taejung’s clothes, absorbing the pheromone scent, and experiencing dampness, Yigyeom longed for Kwon Taejung’s presence but dreaded being seen in such a state. He buried his face in Kwon Taejung’s pheromone-laden clothes, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Yigyeom desperately wished for Kwon Taejung’s swift arrival, yearning for his comforting embrace. Simultaneously, he wished he wouldn’t come, yet he hoped he would… He hoped Kwon Taejung wouldn’t see him in this condition.
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– Are you Chief? This is the hospital.”
“Ah…”
Kwon Taejung, feeling flustered upon hearing the caregiver’s voice instead of Yigyeom’s, glanced at his phone screen. The name ‘Yeon Yigyeom’ was visibly displayed.
“Is Yigyeom still at the hospital?”
– Oh, Yigyeom? He left earlier as he wasn’t feeling well. He forgot his phone here.
“Not feeling well? Where did he go? He seemed alright when I saw him this morning.”
– Around lunchtime, he suddenly turned pale and mentioned feeling cold, and unable to eat. Then, he began sweating profusely, developed a fever, and started trembling. I suggested he go home and rest.
“How long has he been gone?”
– About… an hour, I think.”
Upon confirming the time from the caregiver’s account, Kwon Taejung swiftly started the car’s engine and exited the restaurant’s parking area.
“Alright. Power off Yigyeom’s phone and leave it in the hospital room. I’ll retrieve it later. Thank you.”
After ending the call, Kwon Taejung hastily stored his phone in his jacket pocket and sped off. Yigyeom had appeared perfectly fine earlier that morning, leaving Kwon Taejung puzzled about what could have unfolded in the past few hours.
For someone to suddenly fall ill, Yigyeom hadn’t consumed anything substantial that morning except for a glass of juice. Driving down an empty road, Kwon Taejung reflected on what the caregiver had relayed.
Considering the sequence of events—Yigyeom’s pallid complexion, feeling cold, breaking into a cold sweat, and developing a fever—one conclusion struck him.
“…”
Heat cycle. Yigyeom’s pheromones had been gradually intensifying, but a few days ago, they surged, emitting a scent that could melt his body just by touching it with his tongue. Even his tight back became damp yesterday, so it wasn’t unexpected that it was the heat cycle.
Merely pondering Yigyeom’s heat cycle made Kwon Taejung’s grip on the steering wheel tighten, an unfamiliar sensation gathering inside his thigh. Despite Yigyeom’s absence, it felt as if the scent of peach lingered on the tip of his nose. Kwon Taejung firmly clutched the steering wheel with his powerful hands, slightly increasing his speed as he headed toward Yigyeom, who awaited him.
Roughly parking his car at the alley’s entrance, Kwon Taejung hastily exited, closing the door as though it might shatter, and briskly entered the alley leading to Yigyeom’s house.
“Fuck.”
Kwon Taejung held certainty about Yigyeom’s heat cycle, given the overpowering, intoxicating pheromone scent saturating the alley. With frustration, he effortlessly pushed through the unlocked, slightly ajar door, swearing under his breath.
“…Damn it, he’s so careless, not even bothering to lock the door.”
After firmly shutting and securing the door, Kwon Taejung scrunched his brows as Yigyeom’s potent pheromone aroma enveloped him completely. Missing Yigyeom, who would typically break through the closed door, appearing disheveled, Kwon Taejung found it hard to remain composed with such high pheromone emissions. He was intrigued by how Yigyeom might look in this state.
“Yigyeom.”
Before plunging into the chaos, he aimed for one last courtesy. Rapping on the door and calling Yigyeom’s name yielded no response, as he anticipated. Kwon Taejung grasped the doorknob, tugging at the shut door, already feeling a surge of arousal.
“…Ah.”
Although the front door stood open, the door was securely locked. Seating himself on the cramped floor space in front of the door, akin to where Yigyeom would sit while putting on his shoes, Kwon Taejung knocked on the door, hoping Yigyeom could hear.
“Yigyeom, I’m here. Ah…Fuck, you’re killing me. Please open the door.”
With every inhale, Yigyeom’s pheromones infiltrated Kwon Taejung’s being, pervading his entire being without resistance, triggering an urgent desire to be within Yigyeom’s embrace. Struggling to maintain composure, Kwon Taejung leaned against the wall, knocking on the door once more.
“Open the door. I’ll do what you want, okay? You were waiting for me, weren’t you?”
“…Ugh, actually, Chief….”
Yigyeom’s voice, accompanied by faint sobbing, emanated from behind the door. Having approached from the front door, it seemed that Yigyeom was now inside and had just noticed Kwon Taejung’s presence, moving closer to the door. Kwon Taejung’s penis was sore from the mere fact that a disheveled Yigyeom was inside the fragile door that could easily be broken with one kick.
“Yes, Chief is here. Open the door.”
“… I’m so… Hmm, yes, it’s strange…”
“Yes, tell me what’s strange.”
As if he was leaning against the door, he felt the doorknob turn slightly again along with a small shaking sound. It seemed like he was debating whether to open it or not. Kwon Taejung, suppressing the urge to lick his tongue against the slightly moving doorknob, put his finger where Yigyeom’s nipple would be if he were leaning against it and rubbed it in a circular motion.
“Are you wet?”
“… Hmm…”
“Would you like me to suck your tongue? I can touch your chest.”
“Ah…I don’t like it, it’s weird…”
Whenever Kwon Taejung heard words mixed with wet moans, as if his body was reacting just to his words, he felt like he was going to die.
“I want to see you wet.”
“… Ah…Those words, those words… Yeah, I don’t like it…”
“You don’t like it, but you miss me. I miss you too. I want to kiss you. Open the door quickly. Did you wait for someone else, not me? Huh? So you’re not opening the door, Yigyeom?”
“Something like that… Haa…No, no…”
“Open it quickly. Good boy. If you’re embarrassed about having sex with me, I think there’s a deal that will take care of everything for you.”
It was really hard to bear it any longer. Still, he had no intention of masturbating outside with a door in between. It was because he did not live a life that was ruined by pleasure. Kwon Taejung’s pride would never allow such a thing.
“Fuck, we cannot do foreplay anymore. It hurts me so much.”
“Is it because you’re scared of the heat? If you feel more comfortable being alone, you can do that. I’m not a crazy person who only wants sex, damn it…No, I think I take it back”
Kwon Taejung frowned as he looked at the outline of his genitals exposed above his pants. In his head, he had already kicked down the door several times and went inside, squeezing Yigyeom down as he wanted. However, in reality, Kwon Taejung knew that if he kicked the door, Yigyeom would get hurt, so he was only spewing out words that would not cause harm.
“Do you want me to go?”
Kwon Taejung’s pheromones, having reached their peak, started to erupt. Encountering such potent Omega pheromones after a long time, he found it unbearable. His breathing grew labored, and his once-steady equilibrium began to falter due to the mingling of pheromones.
Suddenly, a click. The lock disengaged, and the doorknob turned. As the door swung open, Kwon Taejung stared vacantly at Yigyeom’s tear-streaked face.
Tears welled up anew, moistening the edges of Kwon Taejung’s eyes already reddened from excessive crying. He gazed at Yigyeom’s face momentarily, sensing an icy thrill from Yigyeom’s overwhelming pheromones that rendered him breathless, before leaning in.
“… Don’t go…”
Yigyeom’s trembling hand came out of the door and barely covered Kwon Taejung’s fingers. The moment Yigyeom touched, everything in Kwon Taejung shook and flew away.
“Hm….”
Kwon Taejung hastily bit his lip and leaned in. He overlapped with Yigyeom without even being able to completely enter the room. Even if his legs were hanging out the door, none of that mattered. What was important to him was that he had Yigyeom’s lips and that even if he searched, there was nothing to hold back.
Thank you for the chapter 💙
What no… Don’t break the chapter there.
Anyways the mother sounds lovely and will have completely seen through her son…
I can’t seem to wipe off the stupid smile i have on my face. They are so lucky to have each other. And i’m so glad yigyeom has someone like taejung to guide him through his heat. It’s like a clueless person having their period for the first time, I can imagine how scary it felt to him.
Also, thank you so much for the update. Lots of love 💘💕❤💗💖💓💘.
I can’t seem to wipe off the stupid smile i have on my face 🤗. This chapter was so amazing. I am glad they both have each other. It really mean so much that someone like taejung is there to guide yigyeom through his heat.
I can imagine how scary it felt for him. It’s like an utterly clueless person getting their period for the first time and not understanding it. Super scary.
Also, thank you so much for uploading this chapter. Lots of love ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤.
OMG thanks many thanks for the chapter
I want Taejung’s family to accept Yigyeom wholeheartedly . Yigyeom is very precious . Hope there is a happy ending without any angst.
I like this ML MC pairing. The ML is funny. Thanks for the translation.