Without even glancing at Jeonghan, Wooyeon got out of the car right away. Despite it being dawn, the streetlights were still illuminating the street. It wasn’t a familiar place, but it was somewhere Wooyeon had been before. It was in front of the private garden where Jeonghan had previously brought him to see the cherry blossoms.
Wooyeon quickly went down along the high walls of luxury homes, not even knowing the way well.
“Sunbae.”
“Let go, damn it!”
When Jeonghan, who had followed, grabbed Wooyeon’s arm to stop him, Wooyeon fiercely shook Jeonghan off. Wooyeon’s eyes were wet when he turned around. The streetlight gleamed like starlight over his moist eyes.
“Haa… you don’t even know the way here well. What are you trying to do in the middle of the night?”
“How am I supposed to take it when you do crazy things like this every once in a while?”
“I’ll take you home, just get in the car first and talk. You’re not feeling well either.”
Jeonghan swept his hair upward with a tired face. Wooyeon shook off the wrist that had been grabbed again as if a bug had attached to it. Kwon Jeonghan must have been lacking something. Otherwise, there was no reason to keep doing such crazy things.
“You’re really, really a crazy bastard. This isn’t normal!”
I don’t know. What’s real… Whether the affection he’d shown him countless times was real, or whether this kind of Kwon Jeonghan was real.
Wooyeon’s mind was complicated. Tears came out because he felt pathetic and wronged for liking such a bastard. He who had seemed perfect was not perfect, and was lacking something.
“Sunbae.”
“You, you didn’t know I go to my part-time job?”
“…”
“You don’t know that I go to the convenience store part-time job every night?”
The countless missed calls on his phone, and even the boss’s termination notice text marked as read. Jeonghan had seen all of that with his own eyes and done nothing, just waited by his side until he woke up.
There were countless points when he should have woken Wooyeon first. No matter how hard Wooyeon tried to understand Jeonghan, it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to.
“In the first place… is it even sane to do something like that there!”
“Haa.”
Jeonghan let out a sigh.
“Why the hell didn’t you wake me up! Did you think I’d be grateful or something?”
“You’d lost consciousness and turned pale, I was worried something might happen to you. How could I wake someone like that?”
“A bastard who knows that does something like that?”
In the end, tears burst out from feeling wronged. Chu Seonyoung and Lee Seoha, who had been laughing inside the bar tent, came to mind again. Everything was all messed up.
Wooyeon roughly rubbed away the flowing tears with the back of his hand. When Jeonghan reached out and caressed Wooyeon’s cheek, Wooyeon coldly swatted Jeonghan’s hand away.
“Don’t touch me, you bastard.”
“…Alright, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”
Jeonghan’s gentle voice came closer. Wooyeon also knew that even this apology now wasn’t sincere. He also knew that for him to be truly kind and gentle, he should have somehow woken him up instead of leaving him unconscious and asleep.
But he kept wanting to lean on and believe in this empty gentleness. He was just an omega similar to Lee Seoha, convenient for Jeonghan to relieve his lust with. Jeonghan embraced the sobbing Wooyeon.
“There was a dangerous incident before, so I wanted you to quit the convenience store part-time job.”
A sweet voice flowed into his ear.
“I’m sorry.”
Jeonghan pulled Wooyeon’s body into an embrace. The pitifully trembling body pushed Jeonghan with feeble strength, but Jeonghan didn’t budge.
“If I told sunbae to quit, you obviously wouldn’t listen, and you’d obviously get mad at me… I’d rather you got fired. That’s why I did it.”
“Crazy bastard…”
In the end, exhausted, Wooyeon stayed still in Jeonghan’s embrace without even being able to hug back. The streetlight above their heads was still illuminating them both.
* * *
When he opened his eyes again to the vibration of his phone in his hand, it was Jeonghan’s room. Wooyeon, who opened his eyes blearily, struggled to get up.
Right beside him, Jeonghan, who had turned his large frame toward Wooyeon’s side, was fast asleep. Wooyeon manipulated his phone, which didn’t have much battery left, to turn off the alarm vibration, worried that Jeonghan might wake up from the vibration sound.
When Wooyeon carefully got down from the bed, Jeonghan’s arm that had been wrapped around Wooyeon’s waist fell onto the bed. Watching a crack form in his brow, Wooyeon came out of the bedroom as is when Jeonghan didn’t wake from sleep.
Dawn light was pouring long into the villa with good lighting. Wooyeon let out a small sigh and looked outside the veranda with its large windows. Regardless of how it turned out, he would have to apologize to the convenience store boss today. Should he look for another night shift job? Still, since he’d been diligent until now, wouldn’t they take him back? These were Wooyeon’s fleeting thoughts.
Since he didn’t know what would happen with the convenience store job, he couldn’t get fired from his other part-time job at least. Wooyeon sat at the entrance and retied his sneaker laces.
‘Sunbae, you have small feet.’
These were the words Jeonghan had said this dawn, crouched down with that big frame at Wooyeon’s feet, taking off his shoes. Wooyeon, who had gotten up from his spot, kicked Jeonghan’s sneakers placed at the entrance for no reason. The neatly placed sneakers were pushed a bit and became disheveled.
He’d never thought his feet were small in his life, but Jeonghan kept making Wooyeon look back at himself. How big are other people’s feet that he’d say that? Did Jeonghan think that way because his own feet were so big?
The worn-out, tattered sneakers felt intimidated for no reason next to the clean, large sneakers. Wooyeon, who had withdrawn his gaze from staring at the entrance floor, turned around again to look toward the bedroom, then quietly opened the front door. And through the open door, a face that wasn’t unfamiliar was visible.
“…Hey. I’m seeing you here again?”
Wooyeon, who had come outside the entrance, carefully closed the door. The person standing in the corridor outside the entrance was Seoha. With a face of disbelief, Seoha, who had been opening the door to the villa on the opposite side, closed the door and walked toward Wooyeon. Seoha seemed to have been drinking until now and was just getting home.
“Kwon Jeonghan is mine, I said. How long are you going to keep being clueless and acting like a whore?”
Seoha’s beautiful eyes rolled quietly to the side. He seemed to be conscious of where the CCTV might be.
Wooyeon let out a small sigh and looked at the villa entrance visible behind Seoha. How close were Jeonghan and he? He hadn’t known they were living in the same villa, on the same floor.
“Kwon Jeonghan and I, we’re not in that kind of relationship.”
“Ha, what do you mean you’re not? I know too. That you’re selling your body. Do you think I’m criticizing you without knowing that kind of thing?”
Something surged up from inside. It was a fact he hadn’t forgotten, but it wasn’t such a pleasant thing to have someone remind him of it. Wooyeon said nothing and tried to pass by Seoha while biting the inside of his lips. Then Seoha blocked Wooyeon’s path again.
“Of course it’s better than selling to old bastards who can’t even get their dicks up properly, but take it easy. Even if that’s the case now, Jeonghan’s size is also huge, so what if you become all loose and can’t do business later?”
A pretty face said this while smiling round and round at Wooyeon. In humiliation, Wooyeon avoided his eyes and pressed the elevator button.
“I went to all the trouble of making him go into rut, and then he eats it all up himself and acts crazy.”
“What?”
At the incomprehensible words, Wooyeon turned around. He didn’t understand Seoha’s words. When Wooyeon stared at Seoha, Seoha also didn’t avoid Wooyeon’s eyes.
“Why. Are you gonna run to Jeonghan and tattle? That I drugged his drink.”
Seoha looked at Wooyeon mockingly. There was no trace of guilt whatsoever about drugging his drink. Although he’d been conscious yesterday, Jeonghan had definitely been in a rut state. The question about the sudden rut was solved, but Wooyeon couldn’t understand why Seoha would do such a thing.
“You, do you like Kwon Jeonghan?”
“Do I like him? Yeah, of course. It’s not just liking, I love him?”
That’s what you call a question? There was no hesitation in Seoha’s answer.
“I love all the money, power, and future that Kwon Jeonghan has. I’m going to make it all mine. So stop wagging your tail in front of Kwon Jeonghan. Don’t act like shit again and try to ruin my life.”
“…”
“And you, manage your hole well. You, if you’re not careful, you’ll be buried in debt and that hole will be busy.”
It was too specific to be just a one-sided curse. As if understanding Wooyeon’s doubt, Seoha laughed while grooming his nails.
“Then again, even without your dad, you have a lot of debt, right?”
Just how much does Seoha know? Through whom does he know about the debt he has?
For a moment Jeonghan’s face flashed by, and when he tried to shake it off, Choi Seokwoo’s face came to mind. Did Choi Seokwoo say something? Seoha blew air toward his shortly cut nails.
“With that debt, and the debt that will come. You shouldn’t be comfortably fucking with Jeonghan like this right now. You should manage your hole well.”
“…What are you talking about?”
“Your dad. Don’t you remember he liked gambling?”
The face of the man who was Wooyeon’s biological father and Seoha’s biological father came to mind. Behind Wooyeon, the elevator opened its mouth with a mechanical sound. Seoha was referring to him, who was also his biological father, as if he were a distant stranger.
“What’s that…”
“He’s looking for you, your dad.”
“…”
“It seems he doesn’t know you’re shamelessly living with your name even changed.”
Behind Wooyeon’s back, the elevator closed its doors again. Wooyeon’s eyes shook as he stared at Seoha’s face.
“So don’t provoke me too much. No, just don’t appear in front of my eyes. Before I hand you over to that bastard.”
Seoha raised one corner of his mouth in a smile, then held a card key to the entrance door and opened it. Seoha, who had handed Wooyeon a bombshell, soon disappeared from Wooyeon’s view.
