Be careful.
The words Paeng Hana left behind followed Woonghee like a tail. They were very heavy and weighty. Just like shackles. Woonghee crawled into his bedding slowly like a slug dripping with mucus.
“Cold….”
Whoosh—the wind was especially cold today. The door blocking the cave entrance shook.
When it was like this, it usually rained. The door made of woven leaves couldn’t block the wind or rain.
“Too cold….”
He curled up his body once more. His spine bones protruded prominently from his dry back like piano keys.
His frail wrist dropped down limply. His fingers, his toes—their tips tingled terribly. They stung as if they had been dipped in ice and pulled out.
On top of that, to make matters worse, he heard the sound of rain. Swoosh.
The cold crept up from the stone floor. His molars chattered together.
‘Why the hell is this happening, fuck.’
His physical condition was especially strange today. No, actually it had been like this for the past few days. He kept getting a low fever, and reddish heat rashes bloomed on his thighs. His head was foggy, and his eye sockets felt like they would burst from the heat.
An utterly unpleasant sensation. Heat, heat was coming….
Eventually.
Woonghee got up. He hurriedly picked up the pills and swallowed them. Because he was cold, really too cold, he needed clothes. It was a man’s jacket. KJ. There were initials embroidered on the sleeve area. The soft silk lining wrapped around Woonghee.
“…….”
Pheromones wafted heavily from the collar area. His body went limp.
Rumble—outside, thunder still raged like a wild dog. His head gradually grew drowsy. A voice echoed like a reverberation.
‘Be careful.’
You’re an omega, Woonghee-ssi. J-just in case…. This is really fucking annoying to say, but I always sleep leaning against the door, you know? I get scared even if I hear the wind. When I hear animal sounds, I get needlessly frightened too.
To that, Woonghee didn’t show much reaction. Because he was used to hiding his emotions. Because he always wore something like an outer shell.
‘But your cave doesn’t even have a door, Woonghee-ssi.’
However.
When his heart melted softly like this. Woonghee wanted to confess his weakness. If someone asked him right now if he was scared.
He would answer like this.
That he too feared that darkness. That he hadn’t slept comfortably for even a single day on this island. That he had nightmares every day.
“…….”
It was a dream where his suppressants disappeared.
It was the year he became a high school sophomore. He had gone on a school trip. Heat came at that very time. During puberty, pheromones would spike erratically.
At that very time. The guys in his class had secretly hidden the omega pills.
They were the guys who secretly peeked at his crotch in the bathroom. When he went into a stall to urinate, they listened from outside.
That day without pills. Woonghee couldn’t leave the bathroom for a long time.
‘Woonghee, Woonghee, snap out of it!’
He couldn’t even gauge how much time had passed. An omega teacher smashed through the bathroom door and came in. He hurriedly made him take pills and took him to the emergency room.
It was acute pheromone poisoning.
The eyes peeking at him through the bathroom window kept appearing in his dreams.
Damp, disgusting, filthy. Endlessly unpleasant. His body itched. It was so unpleasant, as if insects with many legs were crawling over his body.
“Ugh….”
His hand dropped limply. His body went slack. The suppressant contained sleeping pill ingredients. He would fall asleep without even a mouse or bird knowing. Breaking the neck of the heat sensation.
And so Woonghee fell asleep with his lips slightly parted.
“Huk…!”
But he felt a strange sense of unease.
At first, he thought it was just his imagination.
However, this slippery touch, this damp unpleasantness only grew more intense.
Soon, at the suffocating energy that choked his breath, his eyes snapped open in the darkness. And he ended up making eye contact. With whoever was pressing down on his body from above.
“Ahhh…!”
Woonghee, gripped by terror, let out a scream close to a shriek, but a large hand hurriedly clamped down on his mouth.
“Mmph, mmph!”
Woonghee flailed his limbs. It felt like his nose bridge would collapse like this. It was so painful, as if his bones would shatter into pieces.
Director Hwang, Director Hwang, that son of a bitch…!
Even with his nose blocked by a hand like this, a violent body odor poured down onto Woonghee.
Alcohol, it was the smell of alcohol….
But what stabbed into Woonghee’s nose with an even thicker concentration than that was definitely pheromones.
Ah, no, at this rate it would definitely muddle his mind…!
“Whenever you had the chance, you peeked at me with those slit eyes, didn’t you? You dog-like bastard….”
Director Hwang’s pants had already been removed and were hanging at his knees. His hideous genitals were exposed outside. Standing erect.
Like a dog in heat, he drooled. Drip, drip—it fell onto the soft skin of Woonghee’s inner thighs.
That sticky thing felt so disgusting. Woonghee felt like he was being hit by pheromones rushing into his entire body.
“Mmph…!”
He tried to push him away somehow, but the strength was too great. He snorted like a bull from above. His eyes were completely empty of reason. He had completely lost it.
He was very violent and cruel. Woonghee resisted frantically. The director’s eyes looking down at him were unfocused, like those of a beaten dog. It was rut. Director Hwang had gone into rut…!
No.
No, if this happens…!
“Mmph, mmph, mmph!”
With his mouth blocked by a hand, he screamed frantically. Please, please, someone help me!
He tried shaking his head, tried kicking up with his knees. But it was no use. His strength was woefully insufficient to deal with an alpha in rut.
Woonghee’s screams were already lightly devoured by the rain pouring outside the cave. By that monstrous wind and rain, by this monstrous Director Hwang.
“Don’t drip pheromones everywhere! How dare this girly bastard look down on me from somewhere…, argh!”
To that, Woonghee gritted his teeth and bit down hard on the director’s palm. He clenched his jaw with enough strength to make his body tremble like a dog with rabies.
“Y-you crazy bastard!”
Director Hwang struck Woonghee’s head repeatedly with his fist.
Ah, ahhh! Woonghee let out a shriek. Only then did he spit out the thick back of the hand.
“U-ugh, my hand, my hand…!”
While the director rolled around inside the cave clutching his palm, Woonghee hurriedly shoved his hand into the pillow.
When he felt something, he quickly grabbed it and pulled it out. He swiftly lifted the machete up and struck down at Director Hwang.
“Urgh…!”
Director Hwang’s thick body swayed and shook as it was. Woonghee didn’t miss that moment’s gap.
Without hesitation, he swiftly lunged and wildly swung his fists. Thwack, thud, thud! Finally, Director Hwang collapsed sprawled out on the cave floor. His eyes swelled up like steamed buns, and blood flowed from his thick nose.
“Haa, ha….”
Woonghee breathed roughly. His slender lower abdomen rose and fell rapidly. His fingertips, shoulders, his entire body trembled. His heart pounded anxiously. Director Hwang didn’t even move. With his eyes tightly closed, he lay as if dead.
“…D-don’t tell me he’s really dead?”
Is he dead? Is he really dead? He was someone who deserved to die, but he didn’t actually have the courage to kill him.
With a terrified expression, Woonghee lay flat on the floor and carefully, gropingly brought his fingers under Director Hwang’s nose.
And it was at that moment.
Whoosh!
A rough breath suddenly burst out. He was startled and stepped back, sitting down on the floor.
“Haa, haa…. Th-thank goodness, he’s not dead.”
If it were up to him, he would have stabbed his heart with the knife tip a hundred times. But Woonghee had only struck his head with the handle.
“Kugh…!”
Director Hwang let out a pained groan and collapsed again. Woonghee’s shoulders stiffened with a start. He might wake up just like that.
I have to run, I have to run right now…!
He quickly moved his feet and rushed out of the cave. Swoosh—fierce rain began to pour down on his entire body.
