Can Love Be Transferred Too? 27

#27

You don’t want things to work out with An Lei-ssi, do you?

At those words, I was greatly shaken.

‘Was it that obvious?’

I thought I had mostly asked safe questions, so how did he know? What if he even figured out that I’m Lee Chan’s X, and that’s why I was trying to find out about An Lei?

While I was restless, I realized I hadn’t answered his question yet and hastily replied.

[A. That’s right.]

“It’s not wrong to have lingering feelings……”

I wasn’t being malicious, I was just curious. Since there was no way to know what An Lei’s intentions were in being friendly with me, I couldn’t help but be concerned.

Anyway, this concluded the anonymous counseling event. When I left the chat room, the production staff waiting outside nodded at me.

Staying out overnight during the retreat period is forbidden in principle. However, since cycles have a significant impact on other manifested individuals, it seemed the production team had prepared in advance.

When they said they could provide medication if needed, I shook my head vigorously. I was feeling somewhat better thanks to the IV I received a few days ago.

I thought the uncomfortable conversation we had earlier would bother me a lot, but as my physical condition worsened and I lost my composure, I couldn’t even think about that. My whole body felt heavy and burdensome, as if it had turned to stone.

‘I want to go home and rest quickly.’

Of course, contrary to my thoughts, my feet were dragging. I should probably take a taxi. By the time I came down to the main road, which was quite far from the dormitory, I was thinking that.

I hated being an Omega. A trait that I had initially welcomed because it gave me something in common with my uncle had felt uncomfortable and even like an enemy since the incident 10 years ago.

Time had diluted it a lot, but sexual stimulation was still not particularly welcome. Because it was as dangerous as it was sweet.

I know. Sex isn’t wrong, and desire won’t harm me. It’s just that the emergency light in my head sometimes pretends not to know this fact and goes off, making me feel like I’m going to die at times I don’t want.

The scent of lemon tickled my nose. It seemed the fragrance was leaking out so thickly that even I could smell it now.

The ground I looked down at while staggering seemed to surge as if it would crash into me at any moment. It was an unpleasant sensation.

I want to go somewhere safe, somewhere safe, somewhere safe…….

“Hyung.”

Maybe I collapsed on the street. Despite the expensive IV, once again unable to control my pheromones and getting heated up.

So I fainted and was having hallucinations…….

“……Sanho hyung!”

Someone grabbed my body firmly and shook me. The breath I gasped in and exhaled was filled with heat. My head was dizzy and my vision was blurred.

“Why……”

I blinked weakly and muttered.

“You don’t even know me well…… why do you always time it so perfectly?”

“……”

“When I’m miserable, when I’ve become pitiful, when I’m feeling ridiculously shabby, you appear like a lie.”

The hands holding me had no hesitation or wavering, so I leaned into him as if collapsing and said.

“That’s why I keep wanting to wait for you, even though I’ve only seen you three times.”

Then something very strange happened. The hallucination spoke to me. And with a very wonderful and gentle voice, just like the real Jin Woohyeon.

“Why are you waiting for me, hyung?”

It was a voice like the deep blue wind that peacefully settled after a long rain stopped, before the morning sunlight came to find the world.

“It would be over with one phone call, one text message. I told you to just send a signal when your worries are over.”

“……”

“Waiting was my job. That’s why I waited desperately for hyung’s contact. Like a dog waiting for its owner.”

“Look at this.”

I replied with a grin.

“This is why I keep waiting, because you keep saying things that make me happy like this.”

“……”

“I was sick of clinging to someone and tried not to do it anymore…… but how do you know I’m scared and even visit me in dreams like this?”

“Dreams?”

The hallucination tilted its head while holding me.

“What…… ah, no wonder hyung’s fever is high. This isn’t a dream. Try to come to your senses.”

The voice saying “open your eyes” was quite serious and firm.

It took a little time to accept that what was in front of me wasn’t a hallucination but real – that is, Jin Woohyeon from reality whom I had coincidentally encountered once again.

“……Ah!”

I tried to push him away in confusion, but Jin Woohyeon didn’t budge. Instead, as if worried I might fall, he wrapped one arm firmly around my waist and pulled me close to him.

“How can you wander around so fearlessly when your heat cycle has started? There are so many worthless beast bastards in the world.”

“That’s why I was trying to go home……”

I answered weakly with a groan.

“I was going to go sleep.”

“You’re going home to sleep?”

I pressed his shoulder firmly, meaning for him to let me go, but Jin Woohyeon didn’t back down obediently this time either.

“Hyung, aren’t you currently living with your ex-boyfriend?”

“I was……”

Just as I was about to say that’s why I left the dormitory to go home, Jin Woohyeon asked in a cold voice.

“Are you going to spend it with that bastard? Your heat cycle.”

What is this about now? I had no idea what misunderstanding he had or how. I pressed my throbbing forehead with my index and middle fingers. I had no mental clarity at all.

“It’s over with my ex-boyfriend, and I have no intention of getting back together with him. The lingering feelings are just because we dated for a long time……”

“No, not that.”

Jin Woohyeon cut off my words.

“I’m talking about your heat cycle. Are you going to go home and sleep with him?”

“I have to sleep, don’t I? It’s my heat cycle.”

“But you’re not getting back together with your ex-boyfriend?”

“What does that have to do with anything……”

“Why doesn’t it matter? You’re living together.”

“That’s even more irrelevant.”

The conversation seemed to be going strangely off track. I knew something was wrong but didn’t have the strength to correct it. My thoughts just circled around superficial ranges before losing strength and fading away.

“Let me go. I want to go home.”

“If you don’t absolutely have to get back together.”

His voice poured into my muddled mind.

“Do it with me instead.”

“……Huh?”

“Come with me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted me up in his arms. Then he walked down to the main road at incredible speed and caught a taxi that happened to be passing by.

“Please take us to HY Hotel. As fast as possible, please.”

The car started before I could stop it. I gasped at this unexpected daytime kidnapping.

“No, why aren’t you taking me home?”

I tried to grab his shoulder and shake him, but I only got more dizzy.

When I frowned, Jin Woohyeon spoke as if making excuses.

“I know I don’t have the right to do this. I didn’t want to act childishly either, and I wanted to get a chance first, then go as carefully as possible at a pace where hyung wouldn’t be surprised or scared.”

He roughly swept his hair up with his hand and muttered, “Damn it.”

“But…… if you’re not going to get back together anyway, that bastard won’t take responsibility no matter what happens.”

“Responsibility?”

“I can take responsibility. I won’t create problems in the first place. If hyung wants it, I’m full of desire to make things work out. When you think about it that way, I’m much better.”

Before I could answer, we arrived at the hotel. It was because the hotel was very close to the dormitory in the first place.

Jin Woohyeon put me in the elevator without even checking in. A card key came out of his coat pocket as if he had already booked a room.

Our destination was, very coincidentally, that hotel where I spent a night with him, and that suite room. Where he brought me when I fainted from the side effects of a pheromone shower before his rut and let me sleep for a day, and where I slept soundly until morning without knowing anything…….

“……Ah.”

Only after entering the room and having my coat completely removed by his hands did I realize what misunderstanding I had received. It was because of the double meaning contained in the word “sleep.”

“This, this isn’t…… wait, this isn’t what I meant……”

“If it’s not this, then what? You were the one who said you’d go sleep during your heat cycle, hyung.”

“That’s not what I meant……!”

His face was too close. The pitch-black sunken gaze, the hot heat felt from his skin, the hair tickling my forehead, and the pheromones with their cool temperature and heavy weight were felt far too vividly.

Maybe not last time, but not this time. He really seemed intent on doing something to me.

It felt like an alarm was beeping in my heat-clouded mind.

“……Save.”

“Hyung?”

“Save……”

“Sanho hyung.”

I exhaled a labored breath while holding onto him.

“Save me……”

Author: Hyacinthus B

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