Chapter 77
He wasn’t alone.
They had been together every moment…
His chest swelled with emotion as hot blood rushed to it.
“…I’m sorry.”
Hyeon-woo hugged his belly tightly. A warm sensation filled his arms. As if by magic, the enormous loneliness that had been engulfing him had disappeared without a trace.
“Thank you.”
Though it was probably just the size of an egg now, he found it amazing and touching that this being was repeatedly supporting him through fierce storms.
“Thank you so much.”
After feeling the first movements, Hyeon-woo talked to the baby whenever he had a chance.
Thank you. I’m sorry. I love you.
Just realizing he wasn’t alone made this place without a speck of light no longer feel as desolate and frightening as a vast ocean. Though it was still essentially a prison confining him, he felt a surge of determination to stubbornly continue living despite everything.
Hyeon-woo got up and went to the kitchen to prepare a meal. He rummaged through the refrigerator and diligently made himself a meal. After cleaning up, he sat on the bed and opened a page of the book he had folded earlier.
[20 weeks]
You’re halfway through the pregnancy.
The baby now has all the features of a human.
Abortion becomes difficult at this stage.
20 weeks, when abortion becomes difficult through medication or aspiration.
There was only a month and a half left until then.
Just need to hold on a little longer.
Hyeon-woo hugged his belly tightly with both arms.
*
The place Tae-geon arrived at was not the family home, but the apartment near the university where he had lived with Hyeon-woo. As instructed beforehand, the attending physician who had finished all preparations and was waiting immediately filled a syringe with medication and injected it into Tae-geon’s vein.
It was a heat stimulant. Since there were no suitable suppressants for ruts, advancing the heat period by just two days was the best measure Tae-geon could take for his plan. It would be strategically advantageous to deal with Se-jin when the rut entered a more manageable state.
Everything was perfectly prepared.
After removing the syringe from Tae-geon’s arm, who was humming contentedly, and disinfecting the needle mark with an alcohol swab, the physician suddenly asked something out of the blue.
“Are you going to meet someone you have feelings for?”
Tae-geon kept his mouth shut, seemingly unable to grasp the context of this unexpected question. The physician added:
“I was wondering if you’ve found someone you love-”
“Stop.”
Tae-geon’s brow furrowed instantly as he cut off the physician’s words.
“Why on earth are you asking such things?”
“……”
Tae-geon sharply retorted with a displeased expression. The physician lowered his head, avoiding Tae-geon’s gaze. He apparently hadn’t expected this reaction.
Well, Tae-geon had been humming cheerfully while getting an injection to advance his heat…
He might have seemed excited at the thought of having sex with his imprinted partner.
Tae-geon swallowed a bitter laugh. Even so, wasn’t this person the one who had watched his growth process closer than anyone? The current situation of receiving such a foolish question from him was absurd.
“You’re the one who taught me to appear outwardly normal, aren’t you, doctor?”
While knowing better than anyone what kind of person he was. Love…?
‘My beloved baby!’
‘Ah, my baby… my beloved alpha!’
Stop it…!
Tae-geon roughly clutched his head. He shook his head several times as if trying to shake off the terrible auditory hallucinations clinging to his eardrums and making his brain ring, barely managing to steady his breathing.
“You knew, didn’t you, doctor? That I could never become a proper human being.”
“……”
“That’s why you taught me so diligently. Telling me to think and act with my head if I couldn’t understand with my heart.”
Tae-geon pulled down the sleeve he had rolled up and started organizing the documents scattered on the table.
“I suppose you’re like this because of my imprinting, but that was just bad luck. Isn’t that what they say in academia too? So don’t put any more meaning into it.”
As he was stuffing documents into his briefcase, Tae-geon carefully picked up a plastic case about the size of a pencil case from the corner of the table. Inside was a tube cylinder containing a cloudy liquid. It had a tip for shooting the liquid like a syringe and a plunger shaped like a pistol.
After meticulously packing everything without missing anything, Tae-geon stood up. He needed to hurry to the hotel before the stimulant took effect.
“Don’t make that expression.”
Unable to bear the pitying look on the physician’s wrinkled face, Tae-geon spoke once more.
“I don’t need it anyway.”
It’s just a nuisance.
*
Se-jin entered the room, immediately threw off his clothes, and overlapped his body on top of Tae-geon, who was lying on the bed.
He said all preparations were complete, and indeed, his attitude was that of someone with nothing to hold back. His mind, which had overheated and blown three fuses just yesterday, was cooling down surprisingly quickly. It was the end of the rut.
Tae-geon stroked Se-jin’s naked back as he frantically kissed all over Tae-geon’s body. When Tae-geon’s hand movements, which had reached Se-jin’s wet entrance, suddenly stopped, Se-jin, frustrated, moved his body.
A somewhat troubled voice settled near Se-jin’s ear as he looked at Tae-geon with pitiful eyes.
“…Is it okay for us to do this?”
Se-jin’s whole body heated up at the wonderful voice ringing in his ears.
“I’ll, I’ll take care of everything…! Hurry, Tae-geon!”
As if giving in to the urging, Tae-geon’s fingers slowly invaded inside. A high-pitched moan burst from Se-jin’s mouth.
Tae-geon forcibly swallowed the nausea that nearly spilled out of his throat due to the surging disgust, and increased his fingers to two.
“…Aah!”
“Se-jin.”
Se-jin’s pupils rolled back.
“Se-jin.”
Dazed by the merciless finger movements, Se-jin couldn’t respond to the voice calling him repeatedly.
“Se-jin, what do you mean you’ll take care of everything?”
“Hah!”
“Hm?”
“…Uh… Chairman Choi and… Ahng, Congressman Kim… Uh! There won’t be, ah! Any issues…! Aah!”
Se-jin wrapped his legs around Tae-geon’s waist, pulling him close.
“Mmh! Tae-geon! …Hurry with this!”
Tae-geon just stared down at Se-jin. “Tae-geon, hurry,” Se-jin urged, but there was no movement.
“Aah! Hurry…!”
Se-jin begged, twisting his whole body.
“Tae-geon, don’t worry. Huh, he can’t do anything to harm us.”
“……”
“I! I have his weaknesses! He’ll soon realize. Who has his lifeline. He can’t treat me carelessly!”
At those words, the corners of Tae-geon’s mouth curled up.
“Very good, Se-jin.”
You did very well.
At that moment, something thick and large was shoved into Se-jin from below.
“Hnng!!”
Semen spurted from Se-jin’s dick at the intense stimulation. His entrance, which had melted completely, swallowed the unknown object that had invaded rudely without any resistance. Tae-geon, gripping it, repeated intense thrusting movements and then overlapped his body on top of Se-jin.
Tae-geon’s fingers traced Se-jin’s lips. As his mouth opened, fingers immediately entered, wandering around inside his mouth before lodging in his throat. Something small and hard went down Se-jin’s throat as he gagged.
Stimulated by being penetrated above and below simultaneously, Se-jin didn’t even register what had just gone down his esophagus. He just melted, intoxicated by the sensations Tae-geon was giving him.
Then at some point, Se-jin experienced the unfamiliar sensation of his heart beating violently with a resonance he had never felt before. Suddenly his nape stiffened and his limbs began to tremble. It was quite different from trembling due to pleasure.
Se-jin, who had noticed something strange about the cold energy flowing from Tae-geon at some point, opened his closed eyelids.
…Come to think of it.
Tae-geon’s pheromones that had filled the room were becoming increasingly faint. Se-jin barely moved his dry eyes and looked at Tae-geon with a puzzled expression.
Meeting Se-jin’s eyes, Tae-geon repeated a few more half-hearted thrusts before pressing his thumb on the pistol of the thick tube he was holding. At the same time, something cold and sticky was shot into Se-jin’s insides.
“Hnng…!”
With his hazy consciousness, Se-jin tried to guess the identity of that liquid. It couldn’t be semen since bodily fluids wouldn’t be this cold. Lubricant? But why, when he was already sufficiently wet?
With a popping sound, the emptied tube was pulled out by Tae-geon’s hand. Se-jin’s eyes, barely managing to hold his stiffened head, widened as they reached Tae-geon’s hole.
…It had gone cold.
A rut couldn’t end on its own when he hadn’t even mingled bodies with his imprinted partner yet. The pheromones flowing from Tae-geon until just now had definitely been those of an alpha in heat.
He was confused, not knowing what was going on. Se-jin tried hard to think.
Could it be that the missing omega was really trapped inside that abandoned house?
There are only two cases where a rut ends prematurely. Either the alpha has sufficiently satisfied his desires with the imprinted omega, or the imprinted omega has died.
It couldn’t be the first since they hadn’t even reached penetration, let alone ejaculation.
Then what’s left is the second. This would mean that the imprinted partner wasn’t him but that omega. But even so, they couldn’t have died already.
