I wheedled once more while sneakily looking up. Kwon Jukyung’s face was somehow red. Even his earlobes. Huh, did he already have a drink in the kitchen without me knowing? No, this bastard isn’t the type to get a red face from drinking.
“Let. Go.”
Jukyung shook his foot to remove my hand. Then he rubbed the area my hand had touched. What’s that? Is he doing that because my hand touching him is dirty? I clicked my tongue inwardly.
I washed my hands, you know. After coming home from work, after washing up, after coming back from the bathroom, before and after eating. I’m worried I might get eczema from washing too much.
But Jukyung seemed to find even feeling a person’s body temperature unpleasant, so there was nothing I could do. Magnanimous me had no choice but to understand and let it pass.
Anyway, the important thing was that Jukyung put the bottle back down and sat down. That’s all that mattered. Having achieved my goal, I grinned. And since it was also Friday night, I drank the delicious alcohol I was meeting after a long time without worry, draining it to the last drop.
***
When I woke up in the morning, I thought, this is an embarrassing situation. Not only was my head buried in Kwon Jukyung’s arms after rolling over, but I even had my leg fully thrown over him. That alone was maddening enough, but the problem was that my leg was wrapped around Jukyung’s thigh, so my important part—to put it bluntly, my penis—was slightly touching his leg.
Well, I mean, that could happen in sleep too. That much was something Jukyung, who insisted on one bed, should understand. After all, I was accommodating his preference of sleeping cold by covering myself with a blanket.
The problem was that lately, while freeloading and being on edge about work, my junior that I hadn’t been taking proper care of was extremely upset and crying out to be noticed. I had to take action before Kwon Jukyung noticed that outcry. Even between men, embarrassing things were embarrassing.
Moreover, I… No, there’s no need to revive memories unnecessarily. Barely pushing away a few flesh-colored images that rose up like mist, I tried to naturally pull my body back while pretending to toss and turn in sleep. That’s when it happened.
It wasn’t me but Jukyung who moved first. Jukyung’s arm pulled my head back, and Jukyung’s thigh that had been under my leg burrowed between my legs. The languid sigh spreading from the top of his head still had a drowsy quality.
I instantly stiffened. Because Jukyung’s thigh pressed against my already sensitive junior as if rubbing it. My nose was buried in Jukyung’s nape and my lips pressed somewhere on his shoulder. The cool yet sweet scent of his flesh was absorbed deeply into my lungs.
Kwon Jukyung’s body odor. No, to be precise, it would be perfume smell.
I’d thought he didn’t want to tell others about the perfume he used, but not long after, surprisingly Jukyung showed me the actual perfume bottle. But the scent when sprayed in the air seemed the same yet slightly different from the smell actually coming from Kwon Jukyung. Of course, it would mix with Jukyung’s body odor and be influenced by body temperature, so naturally it wouldn’t be exactly the same.
Honestly, it’s a bit strange to say this, but the scent coming from Jukyung’s body after spraying was much better than the original fragrance.
Jukyung’s perverted nature also showed in this perfume usage—he had the preference of spraying perfume and sleeping at night rather than during the day. Seeing how the scent I couldn’t feel much during the day suddenly became strong after showering or when sleeping, he must be spraying it all over his body at night.
He’s not Marilyn Monroe, so what the hell is he doing? Now he sleeps wearing at least shorts, but when he lived alone he slept in just underwear while spraying perfume. Trying to imagine it was absurd. I’m not saying he’s perverted for nothing.
Even now, being close like this, I could feel the scent more strongly. The scent was good, but the problem was my mood became strange. As if smelling an Alpha’s pheromones, my heart pounded and I seemed to have a slight fever. I heard some Betas deliberately get pheromone perfumes to use, but surely not that? Even if they name it pheromone perfume, it’s just marketing and the established theory was that there was no actual effect.
It must be because I’m tense given the current position. I erased the absurd thought and tried twisting my body a bit. I had to pull away quickly before Kwon Jukyung woke up. But if I pulled away while embraced like this, Jukyung would definitely wake up.
Since it was well past September and we weren’t even using cooling anymore, I couldn’t insist that I unknowingly clung to him sleeping because of the air conditioner’s cold air. Even if it were summer, honestly the current pose was too much to pass off like that.
Jukyung seemed to have simply pulled me into his arms thinking in his sleep that I was a girl he liked or perhaps a pillow, but anyway, the problem was that I was currently erect down there. If he caught me like this, that bastard who already has a prince complex might think I’m in heat for him or something.
No, rather, if it just ended with him being smug thinking I’d fallen for him, I could just endure some ridicule and move on, but if he had some kind of phobia and kicked me out of the house, it would be an immediate disaster. I’d only just gotten a job, and if I became homeless again, I might lose my workplace. I had to endure somehow until I settled in stably.
First, I waited in a stiff state for him to fall into deep sleep again and for the strength in the arm holding me to loosen. Come to think of it, hadn’t he done the exact same thing before? The day Jukyung intertwined fingers with my hand in his sleep. Back then too, when I stayed still without breathing, his hand did gradually loosen.
But today was a bit strange. Even though quite some time seemed to have passed, the strength of Jukyung holding me showed no sign of loosening. No, he’s pulling me even closer? Wait, what if he moves his leg? You can’t stimulate my already sensitive junior like that. Wa-wait!
“Ugh, aah!”
The moment Jukyung tightly pulled my waist area and pushed up the thigh between my legs, I screamed without realizing it and strongly thrust out my arms and legs. Just as I felt warm body temperature on my palms and soles, a loud crash immediately rang out.
“Ah, shit…”
A low groan and curse came together from below the bed. I lay on my side with arms and legs stretched out, staring blankly at the spot where Jukyung had been lying until just now. The sheets were wrinkled there, but there was no sign of a person. Of course there wouldn’t be. I’d just kicked him off to the floor.
I crawled across the bed and looked down. Kwon Jukyung, who had fallen to the floor, was sitting while rubbing the back of his head. A few days ago, our positions had been the exact opposite.
“What? What are you doing? Why are you kicking people while sleeping?”
Jukyung glared at me with a fierce momentum as if ready to bite.
“No, well… that…”
I had nothing to say. I couldn’t very well babble that I’d clung to you while sleeping and gotten hard down there, but you tried to carelessly stimulate my junior so I kicked you off.
“I m-must have had a dream. Sorry.”
I thought I was making a stupid excuse even to myself, but I couldn’t expect my still half-asleep head to spin quickly. No, even if my head were working well, what more could I say in this situation?
“Ah, Kang Doyun, really…”
Jukyung got up from his spot as if annoyed, ruffling his hair. Then he immediately turned and strode toward the bathroom attached to the bedroom.
But just before Jukyung turned his back to me, I saw it. The front of the thin shorts Jukyung was wearing was pulled taut. I wasn’t the only one with an erection! While watching Jukyung’s well-built back disappear into the bathroom, roughly closing the door, I was about to cheer but stopped short for a moment.
“……”
What cheer? What is there to be excited about to cheer? Just because that bastard also had a morning tent, so he won’t pick on me for being the only one with an erection?
“Mmm…”
I sat cross-legged and fell into brief anguish. Both that bastard and I were in our early twenties, full of vigor. Sharing not just one bed but one blanket, I couldn’t guarantee this wouldn’t happen again besides this morning. We couldn’t make a fuss like this every time something like this happened.
Moreover, thinking about it conscientiously.
I glanced at the spot where the two of us had been lying together just now. That side was undeniably the left side of the bed, Kwon Jukyung’s territory. Whether Jukyung pulled me into his arms in his sleep or whatever, I couldn’t pin all the blame on him since I always rolled over to his side.
No. I didn’t have a habit of burrowing into someone’s arms even though I rolled around the bed while sleeping, but wasn’t that entirely because Jukyung made the cooling too strong? Because it’s cold, I unconsciously move seeking warm heat. If you think about it that way, isn’t it fundamentally the homeowner’s fault? Plus, using one bed and one blanket in the first place is also because of Kwon Jukyung.
“……”
Well, then fundamentally it would be my fault for leaving home at my age without a plan and freeloading off someone else. Me clinging to someone who was eating well, living well, and sleeping well on their own. Thinking like that, it was back to square one after all.
I let out a deep sigh. Between Beta men, something like this happening might actually not be a big deal. What was it like before I manifested as an Omega? I’d never had something like this happen, but if I hadn’t caused a major accident on the first day of heat, I probably wouldn’t have been this sensitive.
Sighing again, I sluggishly got up. I was thinking of going to my dedicated shower room in the living room to take care of it. But while I was causing confusion going back and forth by myself, my junior had already somewhat deflated. Instead, I felt annoyed by the unsettled feeling.
Bright sunlight was already filling the living room, but considering it was Saturday, it was still early. It was a weekend when I could have lounged around until later, but I woke up too early. No, in that sense, the one who should feel more regretful than me would be Kwon Jukyung, the full-time office worker. Feeling a bit sorry, I sighed and scratched my cheek.
From now on, I should take care of it in the bathroom before bed when it builds up moderately, even if I don’t particularly feel like it. Just like going to the bathroom and brushing my teeth before sleeping.
One more reason to become independent quickly had increased.
***
In any case, it should have been a weekend starting leisurely with sleeping in. Jukyung, whose morning started by being kicked off the bed, couldn’t be in a good mood, so I was slightly on guard. But Jukyung’s face when he came out after washing up and changing clothes, though a bit blank, didn’t seem to be in a bad mood.
We roughly had breakfast with bread, eggs, milk, and such. Jukyung had bought it for me to eat since I’d been skipping breakfast.
