“Maybe I was stressed from the checkup? No, I suddenly really want to eat bread that I wouldn’t even look at normally. The croissants and salt bread were passing by and beckoned to me, so I couldn’t help it.”
[They were passing by and beckoned? Puhaha. Since our Yeoul wants to eat, should I buy some dough? No wait. I’ll just knead the dough myself.]
“Why would you? It’s probably just for today. I’ll buy some and come in quickly.”
[Okay. Be careful coming home.]
I hung up the phone and placed bread on the tray to take to the register.
“60,000 won.”
“What?”
“60,000 won, customer.”
“How is it so much…”
Looking at the packaged bread, it made sense. How many croissants and salt breads did I buy? Normally I would have returned some, but just looking at the bread made my mouth water, so I paid as is and left the bakery with both hands full.
“Why am I so hungry?”
Thinking I must have been nervous because of the regular checkup, I walked quickly toward home. The savory butter scent rising from the bags kept stimulating my nerves.
“Wh-what is all this, honey?”
Seeing me arrive with both hands full of bread bags, Yoo Seonjae looked at me with an expression I’d never seen in my life. Like he’d seen something he shouldn’t have.
“Bread.”
“No, I know it’s bread, but.”
“Honey, won’t you take them? These are kind of heavy.”
His blank expression was funny, but if I left him like that he’d just keep standing in the entryway forever, so I whined unnecessarily. Yoo Seonjae flinched in surprise and took the bread bags from me, making a fuss saying “Sorry, sorry.”
“I’m just a bit flustered because this is the first time I’ve seen Han Yeoul holding this much ‘food.'”
“I know… it’s my first time too.”
I laughed softly as I took off my shoes. Yoo Seonjae placed the bread bags on the dining table and took out the bread inside one by one.
“They’re all croissants and salt bread?”
“Yeah. That’s how it turned out when I was choosing.”
“Don’t you not really like these?”
That was true. Actually, I didn’t particularly like bread itself, and even when I ate bread, it was just sandwiches made with sliced bread or morning buns.
“But the butter smell was so good.”
“Butter smell?”
“Yeah. You know, after the checkup I met Kim Yeonghyo?”
“Kim Yeonghyo?”
“Yeah.”
I was about to talk about him when Yoo Seonjae’s question came first.
“What did they say at the checkup?”
“Hm? Ah, nothing special.”
“How’s Yeonwoo hyung doing?”
“He’s doing well. You saw him not long ago too. Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”
“Just… I’m always worried about whether Yeonwoo hyung is doing well.”
My heart grew a bit unsettled at Yoo Seonjae’s words as he lowered his eyes. He seemed lost in thought, picking at a hangnail on his fingertip.
“Seonjae.”
“Mm?”
“What happened with Professor Yeonwoo… is that something I shouldn’t ask about?”
He said nothing. I vaguely suspected that we were involved in the cause of what Professor Yeonwoo jokingly called “acquired infertility.” But no one had told me the exact story.
Not Yoo Seonjae, not Yeongjae hyung, not Dad, not Father… not even Professor Yeonwoo.
That’s why I wanted to know. If I did something seriously wrong in that incident, shouldn’t I not just go on like this using ignorance as an excuse? Wouldn’t that be too wrong of me toward Professor Yeonwoo…? I thought.
“Yeoul.”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t want to hide things from Yeoul. But this isn’t just our business, so I can’t really talk about it based on my judgment alone.”
“…”
“If Yeonwoo hyung… tells me I can talk about it, then I’ll tell you everything without leaving anything out.”
Yoo Seonjae’s eyes grew moist. Right. When the time comes, he’ll tell me.
“I’m a bit sorry.”
“About what?”
“If only I’d remembered properly, you wouldn’t have to ask about things like this.”
Not long after being diagnosed as a recessive omega, I had a shock when I manifested. Having experienced such an intense manifestation heat that I hovered between life and death, I have no memory of that week. I didn’t lose consciousness. I just don’t remember what happened then at all.
Even without them telling me, I could roughly guess that Professor Yeonwoo’s situation was related to what happened back then.
It was frustrating. Something clearly happened, but there were too many people involved to whine about wanting to know. Plus, it didn’t seem to be a good thing either.
So I had no choice but to wait.
For when the people involved would be okay, and when I’d be strong enough to know.
“You have nothing to be sorry about. Yeoul did nothing wrong.”
Yoo Seonjae hugged me tightly. After patting my back for a while, Yoo Seonjae released his embrace and asked.
“Anyway, should we have bread and various things for dinner tonight then? A croissant sandwich would be delicious too. We have romaine and tomatoes in the fridge…”
Yoo Seonjae was wrapping the salt bread and croissants tightly in plastic wrap as if nothing was wrong. I went to the opposite side of the table and quietly watched his hand movements.
“What are you doing?”
“Hm?”
“Why are you wrapping the bread in plastic wrap?”
“Ah, we can’t eat all this today anyway. We probably can’t finish it all even in a few days, so to store it for a long time…”
“Why do we need to store it for a long time? I’m going to eat it now though?”
“What?”
“I was dying to eat this while carrying it here, honey.”
Yoo Seonjae looked at me with a dumbfounded expression. Yeah, I know. Even I think I’m being ridiculous. But I wanted to eat it that much. The butter smell kept wafting around my nose, and I felt like I’d have no regrets if I could just take a bite.
“But it would look weird to carry two bags stuffed full of bread while also having bread in my mouth. I don’t have extra hands. So I barely held back.”
I took out a salt bread and took a big bite. It should be really delicious…
“What’s wrong, Yeoul?”
“No. This is, the taste is more than I thought…”
I spit out what I’d bitten. It was bread I’d desperately wanted to eat until just now, but for some reason, the desire to eat it completely vanished as soon as I took a bite.
“You should keep doing what you were doing, honey. You know way more about food than I do, but I butted in unnecessarily.”
“Yeoul, are you okay?”
“Ah, yeah. I’m fine. But this smells good but I’m not sure about the taste.”
At my words, Yoo Seonjae put the salt bread I’d just bitten into his mouth.
“It’s delicious though? The bakery in front of our place is originally famous for salt bread. Didn’t you buy it there?”
“Yeah. That’s right. But I’m not sure… If it’s delicious, you eat it.”
Even I thought it was somewhat absurd and ridiculous. I’d been wanting to eat it so badly that my stomach was churning and I’d hurried my steps, but now I didn’t really want to eat it.
“Then, I’ll take out a few and put the rest in the freezer, so tell me when you want to eat them.”
“Okay.”
“Ah, come to think of it, who did you meet? Kim Yeonghyo?”
“Ah, yeah! Honey. He makes a lot of really interesting things?”
“Interesting things?”
“Yeah. Look at this.”
I took out the bookmark I’d received from Kim Yeonghyo and showed it to Yoo Seonjae. When I showed him how the croissant dough transformed into a freshly baked croissant with the addition of body heat from my hand, just as Kim Yeonghyo had taught me, Yoo Seonjae also found it interesting and smiled.
“He made something just like you.”
“Yeah. Fun, right? So I was thinking of asking if he has any thoughts about commercializing this.”
“You’re going to help him?”
“Yeah. He just uses this as promotional material. But if he thinks a little more and makes lots of fun goods, I think there’s a lot he could do.”
“Mm… that could be.”
Yoo Seonjae stared at the bookmark for a long time.
“Does that smell too?”
“Bread smell?”
“You know about it? Ah! Come to think of it, Kim Yeonghyo asked me to give you something a long time ago…”
“Sorry. I lost it back then so I couldn’t give it to you. I was too embarrassed to even mention it.”
As I thought. He didn’t not give it to me on purpose.
My heart felt at ease.
“What are you sorry about? That can happen. It’s not even that important.”
I approached Yoo Seonjae sitting across from me and stood in front of him. Why does this big tiger looking up at me with a pouty expression look so cute today?
“You know, Seonjae.”
“Mm?”
“I… really wanted to eat bread until just a moment ago?”
I fiddled with Yoo Seonjae’s hair with my hand. Every time his soft hair slipped through my fingers, my heart tickled.
“But…”
“But?”
Yoo Seonjae pulled me into an embrace and asked while burying his face in my chest. His hand entered under my t-shirt and caressed my bare skin. A man’s hands with calluses here and there. Rough but warm, those hands made my heart race every time they brushed against my skin. It felt like the nerves in my body moved along with Yoo Seonjae’s hands.
“I want to eat my favorite thing.”
“Yeoul’s favorite thing?”
Yoo Seonjae stuck his head inside my t-shirt. As his hot breath touched my bare skin, I gradually grew short of breath.
“Yeoul, you smell good.”
I could feel the pheromones growing thicker. Not just mine, but Yoo Seonjae’s too.
“I want to eat, Seonjae.”
“Tell me, Yeoul. What do you want to eat?”
Yoo Seonjae licked my stomach and slipped his hand into my waistband. At Yoo Seonjae’s touch tickling between my buttocks, I unknowingly gushed slick below.
“Ah! The, the most delicious thing in the world.”
“Delicious thing what? This?”
Yoo Seonjae, who’d been licking my stomach, lifted his head as is and sucked on my hardened nipple. The moment my legs gave out and I almost collapsed, he sat me between his legs and didn’t take his mouth off my nipple. At his hand wandering between my buttocks and his moist breath sucking my nipple, slick gushed out from below once more.
“Honey, my thighs are all wet… So, what did you say you want to eat?”
Yoo Seonjae looked up at me from inside my t-shirt. Yoo Seonjae’s pretty eyes that I love, filled with the desire to hold me.
Looking at his eyes waiting for an answer while teasing my erect nipple with the tip of his tongue, I barely spoke while letting out ragged breaths.
“Seon…jae. The, mmm…, the most delicious Yoo Seonjae in the world.”
“Me too.”
Yoo Seonjae grinned and pulled his head out from inside my t-shirt, then lifted me up in his arms.
“What sandwich? Han Yeoul is a million times more delicious.”
Yoo Seonjae held my lips while sitting me on the dining table. His lips, sweet no matter when he held them, erased both the butter scent that had been wafting strongly until just before and my pheromone scent, covering the entire world with his own scent.
My favorite Yoo Seonjae in the world. His scent leaking from that Yoo Seonjae.
The more the kiss continued, the more parched I became and the more I wanted to drink all of Yoo Seonjae.
“Seonjae.”
When our pressed lips barely parted, I wanted to lick Yoo Seonjae’s sparkling eyes looking at me. The more I felt relieved that his upright eyes always looking at me, his beautiful lips smiling at me, were still directed toward me, the more I wanted to inhale him like a thirsty person.
“Yeah.”
“I’m thirsty.”
Yoo Seonjae reached out to grab a water cup. I took his hand and shook my head.
“Not that water.”
“Yeoul…”
The pheromone scent from Yoo Seonjae grew even thicker.
“Ah!”
I let out an exclamation without knowing it and leaned my face against Yoo Seonjae’s chest. Every time I let out ragged breaths, I could feel him growing hard below. I reached my hand down and grabbed his fully erect cock.
“I want to drink, the water Seonjae gives me…”
To be continued in Volume 2
