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To be honest, he was contemplating it.
If he followed his desires, he wanted to do it one more time, but he was worried that Jo Junghyun might become sick. And he was also concerned that it might seem like he was being too open. He had just been acting like an adult, and he was hesitating, wondering if it would all turn into bubbles.
“…… Jagi…?”
“…….”
As Jo Junghyun called out to him, only raising his eyes, Ji Seunghyeok decided to let go of his reason. Since when had he cared about saving face?
When he wrapped his arm around Junghyun’s waist, his body temperature was warm as he obediently followed along.
They say children have high body temperatures, and that seemed to be true.
Of course, he wouldn’t dare say this out loud, as it was clear that Junghyun would not like such talk.
And that’s when it happened.
Ding dong.
The sound of the doorbell rang from outside.
“Oh, hy-, hyung. It seems like someone is outside.”
“There’s no one who should be coming.”
“No, um, but still, we should go check, mmm.”
Junghyun pushed Ji Seunghyeok’s shoulders a little. In the end, Seunghyeok reluctantly pulled back.
Seunghyeok smiled and readily blocked Junghyun who tried to follow him.
He didn’t want to show Junghyun’s appearance, with his eyes flushed red from the afterglow of their lovemaking, to anyone else. Anyone could tell at a glance that Junghyun had just been spending an intense time. He had absolutely no intention of sharing the sight that was precious to him alone with someone else.
“I’ll go out first, so Junghyun, wipe off all the foam and come out.”
Fortunately, Junghyun quickly nodded his head in agreement. Seunghyeok wrapped a towel around his lower body and walked towards the intercom.
He had to find out who was interrupting their good time.
And for a moment, he was stunned by the person clearly captured on the screen.
It was Jeong Taejun.
Seunghyeok was deeply contemplating pretending not to know and making up an excuse to Junghyun that it was a stranger, but as if predicting this, Taejun smiled and waved an envelope of documents in his hand.
Taejun may have seemed light, but he was not the type of person to take useless steps.
In the end, Seunghyeok sighed and opened the door for Taejun.
“Wow, it’s hard to get in even once.”
A grumbling voice was heard from the entrance. Seunghyeok had no intention of letting Taejun into the house, so he quickly walked over there. Just then, Taejun had come inside and was about to take off his shoes.
“What brings you here?”
“What brings me, oh my. No, why are you undressed at home? Oh, I’m startled.”
Seunghyeok frowned at Taejun, who spoke in an exaggeratedly surprised tone as if he was acting.
“If you have something to give, give it and leave.”
“Wow, you’re kicking me out from the entrance. I’m still a guest, isn’t this too much? No, put some clothes on. I can see you have a killer body, but if you’re not alone at home, be a little more careful….”
Taejun, who was talking, stopped.
The smiling face that had been grinning disappeared from his face.
At that moment, Junghyun’s voice was heard from inside.
“…Hyung?”
Tap, tap. Light footsteps hitting the floor became fainter. Junghyun peeked his head out towards the front door.
“Ah. It was Taejun-hyung.”
Water was dripping from Junghyun’s hair that seemed to have been hurriedly dried, as if he had come out in a rush.
“Taejun-hyung…?”
“What, wait.”
Seunghyeok and Taejun spoke at the same time.
* * *
Junghyun stopped moving, startled by the four eyes staring at him simultaneously.
“Since when did you call Jeong Taejun hyung-“
“Wait. No way. …What is this. Did Ji Seunghyeok do this to you?”
Taejun approached Junghyun combatively and grabbed his arm. He had come wearing a t-shirt, but the kiss marks Seunghyeok had left on his neck were not properly covered.
Without saying anything more, Taejun swiftly lifted up Junghyun’s clothes.
It was Seunghyeok who pulled down the clothes of the startled Junghyun, who only made an “uh” sound at the sudden situation. Even at Seunghyeok’s threatening question in a low voice asking what he was doing, the unflinching Taejun muttered in a fierce tone.
“That crazy bastard Ji Seunghyeok.”
“You right now what-“
“Don’t follow, you crazy bastard. Junghyun-ssi, come over here.”
As if hiding Junghyun behind him, Taejun stood between him and Seunghyeok. Seunghyeok looked at Taejun with dumbfounded eyes, but he paid no attention.
“Let me just confirm one thing. Was it consensual?”
“What?”
“I’m asking if you two did it because you both wanted to.”
There was no need to further confirm what he was trying to ask. How on earth did he know? Thinking he must have been that obvious, Junghyun nodded his head vigorously with heated cheeks.
“I was the one who begged first. Hyung, Seunghyeok-hyung just did it because I said I wanted to.”
Taejun’s brow furrowed.
“What do you mean he did it for you. If you both wanted it, you did it together.”
“No, but it started because I was in heat and because of my pheromones….”
“…Hey, you crazy bastard. Did you say that to Junghyun? That an ultra dominant alpha would fall for the pheromones of a recessive omega?”
Taejun asked Seunghyeok in disbelief as he listened to Junghyun’s explanation.
At the swear words spat out mercilessly, Junghyun gripped the hem of his clothes tightly and said in a small voice,
“Hyung, don’t swear at our jagi….”
Taejun looked at Junghyun with wide-open eyes in shock.
“…Jagi? Who? Who is jagi?”
“Since hyung and I are dating. R-right, jagi?”
Seunghyeok smiled gently at Junghyun who looked at him as if seeking help and answered, “Of course.” Taejun’s low mumbling couldn’t be fully understood, but the word “thief” was clearly heard. In the end, Junghyun weakly protested that it wasn’t like that.
The sharpness Taejun had shown earlier had diminished somewhat compared to before, but instead he looked at Junghyun with an extremely complicated face.
“Junghyun. This conscienceless bastard deserves more curses.”
“Junghyun?”
Taejun slowly turned his head at the words that abruptly cut in. Junghyun’s gaze also turned towards the owner of the voice. Seunghyeok was staring intently at Taejun.
“Did Junghyun say you could call him by name?”
It was a low, dangerous voice.
Seunghyeok rubbed his neck with his hand as he continued speaking to Taejun who asked, “What?”
“Then why are you calling him by name like that?”
Junghyun’s body trembled. It was because he sensed the threatening pheromones coming from Seunghyeok. Their direction was aimed at Taejun. Taejun’s complexion turned pale for a moment.
“Petty bastard. You’ve been picking at me about the name thing since last time. Junghyun-ssi. Is this okay?”
“Junghyun’s name isn’t just Junghyun.”
“Jo Junghyun-ssi. Is this okay? This guy is really crazy. Oh goodness, damn.”
Taejun added, “This is a freaking epidemic.” Seunghyeok must have heard it too, but he didn’t pick a fight about that.
Seunghyeok approached Junghyun and neatly straightened his clothes with an extremely gentle touch.
“You were startled. Can you wait inside for a bit?”
“Oh, no…. I’m not supposed to be with you?”
“He’s not someone who comes here without something to do.”
Since it wasn’t an atmosphere where he could insist on staying together, Junghyun had no choice but to nod. However, Junghyun didn’t go straight to the room and lightly tugged on Seunghyeok’s arm.
“Hyung, you need to put on clothes and come out too.”
“Ah, you’re right.”
Seunghyeok seemed to only then realize his own state of dress.
He said to wait a moment and went into the inner room. Until Seunghyeok properly dressed and came out, Taejun confirmed it a couple more times in the situation with just the two of them. Whether it was really of his own will. Junghyun nodded without any further thought.
Taejun placed his hand on Junghyun’s shoulder and spoke softly,
“If there’s ever anything I can help you with, tell me right away. Got it?”
Junghyun stared at Taejun for a moment before carefully opening his mouth.
“It’s really okay. I was the one who clung to hyung first. And he really treats me well. It’s not like that, really.”
“What’s not like what?”
“What Taejun-hyung is thinking.”
“What am I thinking?”
Junghyun fumbled with his lips, troubled by the following question. Taejun quietly waited for Junghyun’s answer.
“Just, you think, hyung f-forced me to do something.”
“Is it really not like that?”
“It’s really not.”
At this point, Junghyun felt very wronged. Receiving repetitive questions about whether it was a coercive relationship, even though he knew it didn’t mean that, didn’t it sound as if Junghyun had no will of his own? On top of that, he didn’t quite like the basic premise that Junghyun didn’t have sexual feelings for Seunghyeok.
“And Taejun-hyung, you already know this, but our hyung is cool, right? He’s caring and gentle. W-well, of course he’s a bit scary when he’s working, but that’s because it’s work so it can’t be helped. Ah, um. So what I want to say is that it’s not strange at all for me to like hyung. If anyone used force, it was me. Hyung said he wouldn’t do it.”
After saying it, he felt a bit embarrassed.
Right, come to think of it, at first Seunghyeok had tried to stabilize Junghyun who had gone into heat. It was Junghyun whose body was heated that clung to such a Seunghyeok. So if he had to pick one person who used force between the two, it would be himself.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
