“I managed to try making it using recipes from the internet, but I don’t know your semen’s quantity and viscosity, hyung. Which one looks closer to you? For reference, mine is closer to the left consistency.”
“……”
“The issue is whether this will dry realistically by tomorrow morning when we spray it… Some of these contain powder ingredients. Like sticky rice flour. It shouldn’t turn back to powder when it dries… Let’s skip the third one. The second one uses yogurt but smells too sour, so that’s out too. So we’re left with the first and last ones, but I used egg whites which smell fishy, and I’m not happy with the viscosity. Should we adjust the ratio?”
“……”
“More than anything, I need to know your semen’s viscosity, hyung. And what about the quantity? Is it a lot?”
As Junghyun stared pointedly at Jaehyuk’s lower region while speaking, Jaehyuk, who had been silent until now, finally opened his mouth.
“Is this why Director Jang asked if you had knowledge of biology or medicine?”
“Yes.”
Right, that’s what it was. He’d wondered why such a question was asked.
“So you’re saying you won’t bother to analyze this liquid, you just want to pour it on the bed and sleep with it? With this fishy smell?”
He’d noticed something was off the moment he entered the bedroom—there was a fishy, sour, and strange smell, and this was what he’d been doing.
No, he understood the action itself. Since they were dealing with a demanding family, this was necessary to avoid the hassle of being summoned to the main house.
But there was another issue entirely.
“…It’s dirty.”
When Jaehyuk grimaced at the idea of sleeping on his bedding after spraying these strange liquids—mixtures of egg whites, yogurt, and sticky rice flour—Junghyun gave him a “what else can we do?” look.
“Since we’re being monitored, we have no choice. If you hate it, either bring Director Jang to our side or take away his key card.”
“That’s not possible.”
“Then we have to spray it.”
“I can’t sleep in a dirty bed.”
“But you’d sleep in it after doing it with your lovers, right?”
Junghyun suggested he think of it like sleeping with a lover, but unfortunately, Jaehyuk looked at him like he had no idea what this Chihuahua pup was talking about.
“…Why would I sleep together with a lover?”
“You kick them out afterward?”
“We each go back to sleep in our own homes.”
“You don’t invite lovers to your home?”
“Why would I bring someone into my personal space? They wouldn’t like it either.”
“Then where do you have sex? Hotels?”
When Junghyun expressed surprise at this, asking with extreme prejudice if it was okay to frequent hotels so often, Jaehyuk stared at him as if he’d seen a cockroach.
“I thought you just had bad manners, but you’re vulgar too.”
“Which part?”
“There’s no reason why you must have sex just because someone is your lover.”
“…You don’t do it?”
Junghyun’s face clearly said, ‘An Alpha? A dominant Alpha at that?’
And Jaehyuk understood exactly what that look meant.
“That’s also a prejudice.”
“You said prejudice is common sense and conventional wisdom.”
“Who was it that said not everyone lives according to conventional wisdom?”
“You said I don’t look like I’d live conventionally, right? But you seem very typical in every way.”
“That’s exactly what we call a stereotype.”
“That’s true, but… Did you really not do it with your lover? You said you dated for a long time.”
“They were physically weak.”
“Omegas being physically weak is the default. The old man said that having a definite partner is actually beneficial because they can stop taking those suppressants with all their side effects.”
“It wasn’t that kind of problem.”
“Then what?”
After Junghyun’s persistent questioning, Jaehyuk finally sighed and spoke honestly.
“…I felt like they would break if I held them too tightly.”
At this unexpected statement, it was Junghyun’s turn to look at Jaehyuk with a ‘what the hell is wrong with this guy?’ expression.
And once again, Jaehyuk interpreted that look perfectly.
“Stop looking at me like I’m ridiculous.”
“…You read that accurately.”
Honestly, it was beyond ridiculous—it was pathetic—but Junghyun chose not to say that. He simply changed the subject.
“But isn’t that just your misconception? The human body isn’t that fragile.”
“I simply didn’t want to have sex with that level of risk.”
“And your lover agreed with that?”
“Since we didn’t do it, that’s why they left me, right?”
That part made sense. When discussing the reason for the breakup, he’d heard it was because the other person had cheated, but it seemed strange how he glossed over it. So this was the reason.
A sexless relationship is grounds for divorce, so it’s certainly grounds for a breakup.
“My lover broke up with me because they found someone else they liked.”
“I know.”
How could he forget? Jaehyuk recalled Junghyun drinking whiskey by the bottle at the whiskey bar a month ago.
At that time, he really thought Junghyun had gone crazy.
He’d even thought about going home normally and never dealing with him again.
That was before seeing the blind date profile that landed in his email the very next day.
“Anyway, not all Alphas are obsessed with sex.”
“Most Alphas I’ve met were obsessed with sex.”
“It seems you haven’t seen good examples, but not all Alphas are obsessed with sex. In fact, the more dominant they are, the higher their threshold for responding to pheromones, so they barely respond to recessive Omegas. In my case, it’s the same even with dominant Omegas.”
“That’s impo—”
He was about to ask if Jaehyuk was impotent, but Jaehyuk silently glared at him.
With that menacing look warning that one more word could get him thrown out the window, Junghyun decided to stop there.
“…Anyway, which one?”
Returning to the main topic, Junghyun held up the glass again, asking which viscosity was closer, and Jaehyuk massaged his neck with another long sigh.
“I’m tired…”
“That’s because you’re getting off work at this hour. Work-life balance is important.”
“I’m more tired of having to listen to this nonsense than from work. But do you know what’s even more tiring?”
“What?”
“The fact that I’m seriously choosing between those options.”
Jaehyuk looked up at the sky and whispered that he felt self-loathing and even more exhausted about that part.
Oh God, he said.
Seeing this apparent atheist calling for God, Junghyun stared at him as if asking what the problem was.
“If there’s no evidence, your grandfather will summon you, right?”
When Junghyun asked if they were sharing a bed because it would be a hassle otherwise, Jaehyuk sighed deeply again.
If no trace was found within the next week, his grandfather would definitely summon him.
For now, he was getting by with the excuse of being busy, but that trick wouldn’t work forever.
Given his grandfather’s obsession with bloodlines and his high expectations, especially for his own child.
A report had probably already been submitted today.
That there was no evidence they had slept together.
“…So you’re going to spray this on my bed right now?”
“Not now. We need to spray it on cloth or a towel, leave it for about 9 hours, check the condition, and adjust the concentration. The Director doesn’t come on weekends, right?”
“Not for now…”
“Then let’s test it on Friday.”
“We’re going on our honeymoon starting Friday night.”
“That’s even better. We can experiment there. Is it a hotel? Or a villa?”
“Hotel.”
“Then we can buy the necessary ingredients in advance.”
Jaehyuk silently watched Junghyun, who was full of determination to do this no matter what.
This was clearly someone who wouldn’t listen.
So, he decided to give up.
This wasn’t something he could control.
And honestly, it was necessary.
“…Fine. We’ll think about it then. I’m going to take a shower, so clean that up. Don’t get caught.”
Feeling that continuing the conversation would only make him more tired, he stood up, but Junghyun thrust the glasses at him one more time.
“So which one?”
At this persistent question, Jaehyuk looked back and forth between the two cups and silently pointed to the right one.
“And the quantity?”
“Figure it out yourself.”
Telling him to do as he pleased, Jaehyuk went straight to the dressing room, removed his jacket, organized his watch and tie, and headed to the bathroom. After taking a warm shower and putting on a bathrobe, he went straight to the bedroom.
Though it was nearly three in the morning and he was very tired, he needed to talk about the killer whales.
Worried that Junghyun might cause some trouble if left alone, he hurried to the bedroom to tell him about the killer whale list, but… that determination was short-lived.
“…What’s with this guy?”
He had expected it.
Honestly, he had somewhat expected it, but he hadn’t thought he would really be knocked out like this.
And from the looks of it, he hadn’t intentionally gone to sleep first—judging by how awkwardly he was lying on the bed, he must have lain down briefly and fallen asleep.
“Haah…”
He understood that yesterday must have been very tiring, but even if Junghyun could sleep anywhere, how could he pass out like this with the lights blazing in a strange house he’d visited only twice?
That was a talent, if anything.
Sighing at how different Junghyun was from himself—who became too sensitive to sleep just from having someone else in the room—Jaehyuk sat down at the bedside.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
