Bang! Yuchan, who had closed the door with a loud sound, was standing in place rubbing his face dry.
And that too, in front of Dohyeong’s waiting room.
For a moment, his head spun.
Why Yuchan had been in Dohyeong’s waiting room. Also, why he was coming out so urgently like that.
He didn’t want to, but bad thoughts flashed through his mind.
Just as he was about to move forward with his fists tightly clenched.
“First, first…”
Yuchan’s appearance was strange.
He could see him crouching down for a while, thinking, looking anxious and uneasy.
Why was he acting like that? Just as he was about to approach closer.
Yuchan, who had been crouching, suddenly jumped up from his spot.
“People. I need to call people.”
It was an ominous statement.
As Yuchan hurriedly left his spot, a subtle fragrance wafted from behind him.
At that moment, Haesung realized.
‘This is… Dohyeong’s pheromones.’
It was a smell he had smelled to the point of being sick of it.
The fragrance that had remained near him for quite a long time during the recent local filming, not disappearing.
He had lived with it by his side for several years—there was no way he wouldn’t recognize it.
Jung Haesung, who had to be rational. Calm Jung Haesung.
He could hear the sound of everything he had adhered to crumbling down.
If Yuchan had been swept away by the pheromones.
“Dohyeong, Dohyeong!”
He became frightened.
He hurriedly moved his steps and flung the door wide open, and there was Dohyeong, collapsed on the floor and trembling.
“Hyung… Haesung, hyung.”
As soon as Dohyeong saw Haesung’s face, he burst into tears.
Was it that grievous? At his appearance crying with his face all scrunched up, Haesung bit down hard on his lips.
He hurriedly closed the door and took off his jacket.
“I’m in, heat… heat cycle. You shouldn’t, be here.”
“You think this is my first or second time going through your heat cycle? It’s okay, so breathe. I’m here, so don’t worry.”
No. That was a lie.
He wanted to make Dohyeong his right now.
He wanted to bite the back of his neck, leave a mark that he was his, make him live as his omega.
It would be nice if he could fully enjoy this moment, throwing off all the cumbersome things.
But such a thing was absolutely not for Dohyeong’s sake.
Because he didn’t want to remain that kind of person, at least.
“You couldn’t contact Manager Ji, right?”
At Dohyeong nodding his head with difficulty, Haesung swallowed a sigh.
He covered Dohyeong’s soaked pants with his jacket, then stood up while calling Wootae.
After several rings, Wootae’s voice was heard from beyond the phone.
[What’s going on?]
“Please come to Dohyeong’s waiting room right now. If there’s a blanket in the car, bring a blanket too. It needs to be big enough to wrap Dohyeong up.”
[What? What do you mean? What happened to Dohyeong?]
“It’s his heat cycle. There’s no time for this right now. Hurry!”
At Haesung’s shout, Wootae said he understood and hung up the phone.
Haesung knelt on one knee and stroked Dohyeong’s hair.
The pheromones were strong enough to seem like his thread of reason would snap, but he had to endure.
For his own sake.
And for Dohyeong’s sake, who had burst into tears upon seeing him.
“Hyung, I…”
“It’s okay. Manager Ji said he’s coming, so just hold on a little, just a little longer.”
While reassuring and soothing Dohyeong, he felt a strange gaze from behind.
And then the sound of a shutter followed.
When Haesung, startled, whipped around, he saw the door slightly open through a crack.
Someone had photographed them and run away.
The moment he was about to get up from his spot and chase after them, Dohyeong grabbed Haesung’s collar.
“Hyung.”
At the trembling voice, his whole body froze stiff.
The area below his jaw kept pulling taut. He tried his best to somehow suppress his desire.
“Don’t go.”
“Dohyeong, right now…”
He answered without even turning around, but Dohyeong’s words that followed bound his feet tight.
“Stay beside me.”
Right, it was like this in the past too.
Even in the moment when his fever was boiling from his heat cycle and his body was heated up in chaos, Dohyeong only looked for him.
That’s why he had canceled filming several times and flew to his side.
Since it overlapped with his own rut period, he had thought it worked out well for both purposes.
Looking back on it, he realized it wasn’t just for that reason.
No, perhaps his body had reacted first.
His awareness was just late.
“Yeah. Okay.”
So just like back then, he decided to stay by Dohyeong’s side.
This time, acknowledging that it wasn’t his body but Jung Haesung himself who wanted to be by Dohyeong’s side.
“I’ll stay beside you.”
Haesung answered softly and tightly grasped Dohyeong’s hand.
He squeezed his eyes shut, determined to stay by his side with all his heart from now on.
“…I won’t go anywhere.”
Dohyeong’s pheromones pierced his nose and pushed deep into his lungs.
He also felt like he was going crazy with restlessness, but Haesung tried hard not to lose his mind.
In order not to hurt him. With the desire to cherish Dohyeong.
Because he didn’t want to see him swept away by countless rumors and drift far away.
Ruminating on numerous resolutions, he put strength into their clasped hands.
***
[Chat] ★Insider Info★ Glass Holding Stars Live Report ㅇㅇ
ㄱㄷㅎ collapsed from heat
ㅊㅇㅊ ran away
ㅈㅎㅅ carried him out in a princess carry
wtf is this guy doing ㄱㄷㅎ
Comments(880)
;;; doesn’t he know his own heat cycle?
Are ㅊㅇㅊ and ㅈㅎㅅ monks?
└Are they eunuchs?
└└2222 how can they just leave;;
└└└RIP blood sweat tears ㅅㄱ
ㄹㅇ total nuisance
└ㅅㅂ it’s not like he chose to suddenly have it come;
└└222 his cycle might be irregular;;
└└└3333 staying neutral
who the hell is this insider ㄴㄱ???? always spreading Glass Holding Stars stuff
ㄱㅆ (Photo of collapsed Dohyeong, back view of Haesung looking down)
└wow,,, to think his eyes didn’t turn in that situation
└└isn’t that dangerous? lawsuit reversal would be so fun lol
ㄱㅆ (Photo of Haesung running while carrying Dohyeong wrapped in a blanket)
└ㅅㅂ his proportions in this situation what the hell
└└are the two of them really doing noise marketing???
└└└ㅊㅇㅊ is the rejected one lol
└└└└ㅈㄹ; they’re not even dating
└└└└anyway isn’t this real love?
Report this post for slander to their agencies ㅅㄱ
***
Haesung sighed and scrolled down the screen steadily.
[Exclusive] Jung Haesung, Kim Dohyeong’s agencies. Just senior-junior relationship. No personal feelings.
[Exclusive] U&We Entertainment dismisses Choi Yuchan scandal, announces strong response to rumor spreaders
[‘Glass Holding Stars’ – Second half’s anticipated work that draws everyone’s attention]
[<Glass Holding Stars> Director Na Taeseok. ‘All of this is just growing pains.’ Controversy subdued.]
Most of the articles decorating the main page were articles about Haesung, Yuchan, and Dohyeong.
Of course, not everyone was criticizing them.
Some highly praised Haesung’s response and applauded Yuchan’s patience.
There were also articles conveying words of comfort to Dohyeong suffering from his heat cycle.
But the majority of articles were rampant with speculation about the three people.
Interest in the drama had increased, but could this really be seen as a positive reaction?
“Still, you did well. Thanks to you, nothing major happened.”
Seonghyeok patted Haesung’s shoulder as he pondered, comforting him.
“…What if Dohyeong gets hurt?”
However, at Haesung’s words that followed, Seonghyeok blinked his eyes slowly in surprise.
He had never said anything like this before.
Maybe if it were words like “what if it affects the drama” or “Director Na must be having a hard time.”
But the first name that came out was Dohyeong.
He couldn’t believe it even hearing it, but it must mean that Haesung was that sincere.
Whether it was a red light or a green light, no one knew.
“I got a message from Wootae.”
“What did he say?”
Haesung turned to look at Seonghyeok with wide eyes.
He had contacted him several times, but Dohyeong didn’t give an answer.
No, he must not have been able to.
Because the first few days were extremely difficult whenever his heat cycle came.
It would be harder if he didn’t release it. His worry was considerable.
“The expectations for the drama have increased.”
Haesung nodded silently.
“He said that’s enough. He doesn’t care about what people say about him. He laughed saying he’s already toughened up, so there’s no real damage.”
If it were the past, he would have believed it.
He would have been relieved asking if Dohyeong said that, and would have roughly brushed it off saying that must be right.
“…That can’t be true.”
This time he couldn’t believe it.
There’s no way he’d be okay. No one is accustomed to criticism, and they shouldn’t become accustomed to it either.
However, there was nothing he could do for him.
“Anyway, don’t worry too much. You should rest too while you’re at it. Your rut is coming soon.”
He couldn’t give any answer to Seonghyeok’s words either.
He just stared intently at the chat window with Dohyeong where no answers came back.
***
When he barely came to his senses, he had already been moved home.
‘Jung Haesung scooped you up and ran out. Wrapped you up tight in a blanket. It was really amazing. He didn’t lay a single hand on you, you know?’
Wootae’s voice remained in his head for quite a while.
Even when his fever was boiling from his heat cycle, even in the moment when his whole body was heated up and he didn’t know what to do.
In Dohyeong’s mind, it was all Haesung.
When he barely regained his reason, two days had already passed.
The first thing he did was search through websites.
His heart sank at the rumors and articles that had spread far and wide, but he had to try hard to pretend he was okay.
Because it was an unavoidable situation. If he collapsed from something like this, he would become no different from his past self.
Jung Haesung
I’m worried
Then, as if he had been waiting, Haesung’s message arrived.
When he entered the chat window with half-open eyes, there were as many as seventeen unread messages.
Startled, he barely put strength into his eyes and looked at the chat window.
Most of them were content worrying about him, saying he missed him.
“…What a strange person.”
Though he wasn’t sincere.
He didn’t know how to explain this ticklish feeling.
He hugged his phone tight for no reason. He wanted to reply, but he couldn’t put strength into his fingers.
In the end, what Dohyeong chose was to make a call.
After a long ring, a welcome voice was heard.
[Dohyeong, are you okay?]
Again, his heart tickled.
Every time he inhaled, it felt like something was poking around his insides.
“Yeah. I’m okay. You were very worried, right?”
[…Yeah, very much.]
After a moment of silence, at the honest words that fell, Dohyeong burst out laughing.
And after hesitating for a moment, he spoke with difficulty.
“Thank you.”
[For what?]
“…At the filming site.”
[Is this the first or second time? Taking care of Kim Dohyeong during his heat cycle.]
At Haesung’s words responding as if it were natural, as if it were no big deal, his body curled up on its own.
Dohyeong, who had been lying curled up under the blanket, let out a hot breath.
[Is it hard?]
“…Yeah, very much.”
Realizing he had answered exactly the same as Haesung just before, Dohyeong giggled and laughed.
Whether Haesung also realized why Dohyeong was laughing, a low laugh could be heard.
However, soon an awkward silence flowed, and a low voice that broke the stillness was conveyed to Dohyeong.
[Think of me as being beside you.]
He was startled by his words that followed.
“What?”
[Like before, like we always did.]
When he said before, did he mean the times when he spent the night in his arms?
His head became dizzy. When he fumbled around his neck area, hot heat seeped into his palm.
“…Ah.”
[Think of me as being by your side. Like when I used to hold you.]
Soon, heavy and rough breathing could be heard from beyond the phone.
