A white body, with a T-shirt pulled up to the chest, was trembling on a long stool. The head, bent low, and the black hair were soaked in sweat, sticking tightly to the nape of the neck. The pants buckle was also in a disheveled state. A white finger, wrapping around an erect penis, trembled uncontrollably. The expression of helplessness was evident. Perhaps hearing Siwoo’s footsteps, the white body turned towards him.
“…….”
Sanho’s pale face was completely disheveled. The corners of his eyes and cheeks were flushed, and saliva dripped from his slightly parted lips. His eyes, lacking focus, seemed to reflect nothing. However, when Siwoo’s figure appeared in his retina, Sanho crawled on his knees towards Siwoo.
“Sanho, get up…!”
“I, I… I don’t know what to do….”
Dirty clumps of dirt scraped against Sanho’s knees, making a friction sound. Siwoo bent down to lift Sanho up. As Siwoo’s large hand touched Sanho’s smooth bare skin, Sanho’s shoulders trembled.
“Ah…!”
Just the touch seemed to bring unbearable stimulation, causing Sanho’s lips to part a little more. As Siwoo supported him to sit on the stool, Sanho’s weakened body slumped forward, burying his face in Siwoo’s nape. Hot breaths reached Siwoo’s nape without any filter. Just as Siwoo was about to grab Sanho’s shoulders to straighten him up, Sanho’s lips, which had been exhaling hot breaths, bit into his nape.
Suck, slurp, the clumsy lips made a wet sound as they sucked. It was nothing more than aimless inhalation, yet it was provocative. A thick tongue licked up the long line of Siwoo’s neck. Siwoo’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.
“Sanho, focus-.”
“I, I want to suck….”
A murky voice mumbled while chewing on Siwoo’s tender flesh at the nape. Sanho’s fingers, gripping Siwoo’s shoulders as if to hang on, tightened. As if wanting to scratch wildly, his fingertips dug into the thick knit cardigan.
“I won’t use my hands….”
Sanho’s knees buckled again. Slipping off the stool that Siwoo had tried to sit him on, he fell to his knees on the ground. Siwoo bent down again to lift Sanho, but then hesitated.
“I want to… suck, uh, I want to suck.”
Sanho hugged Siwoo’s waist and rubbed his cheek against his groin. Mumbling words that made no sense, he exhaled in a gasping manner. Clumsily, he bit the zipper and pulled it down.
“Baek Sanho.”
Siwoo gripped Sanho’s shoulders tightly. It wasn’t rough, but it was a firm grip. Tears welled up in the corners of Sanho’s flushed eyes. Sanho still rubbed his cheek and looked up at Siwoo.
“I… it tickles, and it feels strange.”
“Sanho, look at me.”
“Here… it’s too hot.”
He seemed not to know what he was saying. Siwoo hurriedly took off the cardigan he was wearing and wrapped it around Sanho’s body. Just as he was about to embrace him, Sanho bent down and licked the area above the underwear where he had lowered the zipper with his mouth. As Sanho’s soft and elastic tongue rubbed around, the penis inside the underwear began to harden. Drooling all over the rough fabric, Sanho’s small head twisted this way and that. While still licking with his tongue, Sanho looked up at Siwoo. The corners of his eyes became increasingly watery. Siwoo bit his lip and lifted Sanho up.
Siwoo held Sanho’s arms tightly while bending his waist slightly. Looking intently into Sanho’s eyes, Siwoo whispered through clenched teeth.
“Baek Sanho.”
“……Uh-huh.”
“Who am I?”
“……Huh?”
“Who am I? Tell me.”
Sanho’s brows furrowed in a pitiful manner as if trying to focus. His eyelids blinked a couple of times, but the reflection of Siwoo’s face in his empty eyes was merely a reflection.
“Just, if you could do something for me….”
Siwoo squeezed his eyes shut. Taking a deep breath, his chest muscles swelled. Exhaling, Siwoo opened his eyes resolutely.
“Right now, there’s someone else here.”
“…….”
“Not me, but another guy, Sanho, found you first.”
Then, if that guy… biting his lip, he swallowed the words. His jaw muscles were stiff. Sanho blinked heavily, his lips trembling.
“I won’t do it with anyone else. Just with you….”
“…….”
“I’ll only do this with you. My….”
Siwoo pulled Sanho into a tight embrace. He rested Sanho’s small head on his shoulder and held the back of his head with his large hand. Their hearts beat loudly against each other. He just wanted to hold him endlessly like this. However, time was running out. If Sanho had really taken that pheromone drug, he needed to get the antidote as soon as possible.
Siwoo wrapped his arms around Sanho’s trembling shoulders and lifted him into his arms, supporting him under his knees. His cardigan draped over Sanho’s shoulders.
“Just a little longer, hold on.”
As Siwoo lifted him, Sanho seemed a bit flustered and squirmed. Of course, there was no strength in his movements, so it didn’t restrict him. Rather, Siwoo was worried about how violently Sanho was shaking.
“Does it hurt? Sanho, are you in pain?”
Uh-huh, Sanho shook his head. It was probably a different kind of pain. Siwoo looked down at Sanho, who was biting his lip, as he hurriedly left the warehouse and headed towards the parking lot.
“Hold me.”
“Ah, if I hold you….”
“Hold me. It’s okay if you bite or scratch.”
Just holding him, Siwoo could feel how much heated energy Sanho was harboring. Sanho’s trembling hands wrapped around the back of Siwoo’s neck. The warm smell of earth. Sanho gasped for breath. The strong scent of Siwoo made a heat rise from his lower abdomen. The unexpressed desire was a terrible pain. Ugh, Sanho frowned and buried his face in Siwoo’s shoulder. Soon, his plump lips began to nibble at Siwoo’s nape.
The parking lot was the main road of the campus, the widest area. Sharp gazes were directed at them from all around. Although Siwoo wrapped Sanho, who was disheveled in the cardigan, it was impossible to avoid all the stares. The red marks stained on his nape, Sanho who was kissing him, and the several gazes staring at them with mouths agape. However, it was not the time to care about those things.
“Siwoo sunbae…? What’s wrong? Is something….”
A voice calling Siwoo was heard. Ignoring the voice coming from behind, Siwoo took steps as if running. Strength surged into the arm that held Sanho. As strength was applied to the arm that held him, Sanho cried out, “Ugh, ah.”
Siwoo sunbae, what’s wrong? What are you doing? No, more importantly, who is he? Who is he to be held by sunbae… Wait, that’s Baek Sanho. Is he really… Hey, take a picture. What is he doing? Is he really crazy? Am I seeing this wrong? Whispers spread around. Siwoo kept his mouth tightly shut and quietly held Sanho’s head, which was buried in his nape.
“…Don’t worry.”
“…….”
“It’s okay now.”
Siwoo whispered softly, kissing Sanho’s hair. The gazes around them, the murmurs, nothing mattered at that moment.
***
Siwoo quietly looked down at Sanho, who was lying on the old hotel room bed. His pure white face was still and motionless. Slowly, he reached out to brush Sanho’s hair. When Siwoo’s fingertips touched his cheek, Sanho’s eyelids fluttered ever so slightly. That small movement brought a wave of relief.
“…….”
Sighing, he lifted his head. A clear liquid dripped steadily from the pack hanging on the bedpost, falling at a regular rhythm through the tube. A thick needle was inserted into Sanho’s white forearm. Looking at the unusually thick needle, Siwoo sighed again. The spacious hotel bedroom was peaceful, and everything around was quiet. Very different from Siwoo’s heart.
‘Pheromone antidote and sedative have been prescribed.’
The doctor who had visited about twelve hours ago said that. He was the doctor who had been in charge of Siwoo since he manifested as an alpha. His dark expression and low voice, being the top authority in the field of traits, were enough to evoke anxiety.
‘After the IV is finished, he won’t wake up for a while. About 10 hours. He might not wake up for even longer.’
‘…….’
‘To use an antidote of this concentration, anesthesia is unfortunately necessary. It’s not something to worry about too much, but… since he inhaled the drug directly through the respiratory system, he might wake up with side effects like having a foggy memory. It’s similar to the blackout effect after drinking too much.’
Listening to the doctor’s explanation, Siwoo kept his mouth tightly shut. The doctor hesitated for a moment, looking at Siwoo’s dark expression.
When he first received the call, he was flustered. Siwoo’s voice, asking him to come to JR Hotel instead of the hospital, was very urgent. Siwoo’s face, asking for a stranger, was even more desperate than his voice. It was the same while explaining that it seemed he had inhaled the pheromone drug circulating in the market. However, he soon grasped Siwoo’s intentions. He probably didn’t want to attract curious eyes to the situation of inhaling illegal drugs.
The patient’s condition was serious. It was clear that he had inhaled a drug developed to turn Omegas into sexual playthings. Such drugs are typically lethal. It was hard to understand how a student who hadn’t even graduated from college could have gotten involved with such a dangerous drug. After a moment of hesitation, he finally spoke.
‘If it’s an illegal drug… should I report it?’
Siwoo smiled awkwardly at him. Thank you, Professor Kim. I’ll come see you again next time. Siwoo’s tone clearly urged him to leave. He stared at Siwoo for a moment before quietly getting up from his seat.
As the doctor said, Sanho had not opened his eyes for 12 hours. The sun had set and would rise again soon, yet there was no movement from him. He neither tossed nor breathed heavily like before. He just lay there like a doll. Therefore, it was only natural that relief washed over him at the slight flutter of Sanho’s eyelids. Right now, he was desperate for even the smallest sign that this boy was safe.
As Siwoo gently brushed Sanho’s hair again, his phone vibrated. It was early morning, close to dawn. Siwoo’s expression was very haggard as he mechanically picked up the phone.
“…….”
– Director.
Sighing softly, Siwoo slowly closed his eyes.
“Yes, Manager. I’m sorry, but I’m a bit tired right now. If it’s not urgent, can we talk later-.”
– I’m sorry, Director. It’s the chairman’s request.
Siwoo slowly opened his eyes, which he had closed. His hand, which had been tracing his stiff lips, froze.
“…What is it?”
– He wants you to come home.
“…….”
– He said to come as soon as possible…
The hand that had been tracing his lips suddenly stopped. Siwoo’s gaze dropped down to Sanho’s sleeping face. He might wake up while he was away. Siwoo, who had been keeping his mouth tightly shut, slowly parted his lips.
“I’ll go right now.”
***
With a clang, the sound echoed as the large gate, appearing to be over three meters tall, opened slowly. Siwoo stepped over the gate and entered the familiar garden. The grass, glistening with dew, was neatly trimmed as usual. Walking along the long path, he stood in front of the front door, and the elegantly decorated stainless steel door opened somewhat hastily.
“Son!”
A tall, slender woman approached with her arms wide open. It was Siwoo’s mother. Siwoo smiled warmly and embraced her.
“Mother, have you been well?”
“Look at you. I almost forgot your face. Didn’t you miss your mother?”
“Of course not.”
As Siwoo gently smiled and brushed her shoulder, she returned a bright smile to her only son. Her beautiful face was ageless, resembling Siwoo’s exactly. She tightened the shawl cardigan draped over her shoulders and gestured for Siwoo to come in.
“Come in quickly. Your father has been waiting.”
Siwoo followed his mother inside. The smile he had shown her slowly faded.
