Lee Saehyeon in the dream was greeting an ordinary morning. The sheets and blanket wrapped around his entire body smelled fluffy like sunshine. Buried in them and sleeping carelessly, he woke to the sound of an alarm. Come to think of it, it seemed he had a morning lecture today.
“Ugh……”
Saehyeon groaned and reached his hand to the side, fumbling. He intended to find his phone to turn off the alarm and check the time. But what his fingertips touched as they crawled over the sheet wasn’t a hard and cold-textured cell phone.
Saehyeon, who furrowed his brow, continued moving his hand. Various sensations were felt at his fingertips where all his nerves were concentrated. Somewhere soft enough to tickle his fingertips, and warm enough to feel hot. It even seemed to move a little somewhere……
Saehyeon squeezed his eyes shut and then slowly opened them. Something white flickered in his still hazy vision. Each time he blinked several more times, his vision gradually cleared as if the day was dawning.
What came into view was someone’s bare upper body sleeping.
Since the man had barely covered his lower body with the blanket, Saehyeon could see the man’s naked upper body right before his nose. Sunlight pouring from the window hit the man’s skin and scattered. In contrast to his pure white skin, his waist with dense muscles attached and over his solid chest, broad shoulders and a straight neck could be seen. The hair disheveled over the clean bedding seemed like a mess of gold threads when it caught the light.
It was an impression like a perfectly calculated and sculpted statue or portrait. If only it weren’t for a few flaws left conspicuously.
Particularly unique traces remained over the man’s body. Lines drawn in red could be seen coming down from his shoulder to his back. Anyone could tell it felt like they’d been mercilessly scratched with fingernails. There were bite marks on his nape, and his lips, from which breath faintly leaked, also seemed swollen and plump.
This was a clear trace of lovemaking, obvious enough even for the naive Saehyeon to recognize.
Saehyeon, half-awoken from sleep, slowly reached out his hand. His fingertips, shaking weakly whether from tension or not fully waking, lightly pressed the man’s lips. The moment he felt the soft texture followed by the slightly rough peeling skin rising—
“……Huk!”
Saehyeon, who opened his eyes, bolted upright. He immediately collapsed forward clutching his forehead, struck by mild low blood pressure though. This time he had really woken from sleep and returned to reality.
Along with a dizzying floating sensation like falling from a high place, the scene from the dream vividly came to mind and struck his brain once more.
Shaking his disheveled and messy hair, Saehyeon muttered.
“……What the hell, this dog-like and lewd dream.”
The problem with all the dreams until now was that they were all too volatile. No matter how much he tried to take notes, they slipped out easily, and later he often reached the point where he didn’t know even when looking at what he’d written. But this dream wasn’t like that. As if finding where it belonged, it slowly seeped into his brain and settled.
Due to the scene becoming so clear, Saehyeon had no choice but to recall the man’s face.
That face was definitely Gil Taeseo. Because there couldn’t be two such violent faces in the world.
After a long period of screaming and denying reality, Saehyeon had no choice but to admit it. That he had found part of the memories he lost last night.
Among the chronic problems the 28-year-old Saehyeon had, the two most urgent were these. First was the body deteriorating moment by moment due to the pheromone gland broken by manifestation and pregnancy as factors. Second was the resulting memory loss.
And to solve that, there were two methods. Saving money to receive treatment using medication, and receiving help from the Alpha who contributed to the decisive cause.
The former was a money problem and the latter was a people problem. In the end, Saehyeon had no choice but to choose the first.
But what continued to bother him here was that neither could guarantee its effectiveness. The diary even had content like this written in it.
Words left by his previous self saying that ‘medication is only a supplementary means so bring an Alpha partner.’
Looking at that, even if he started treatment after saving money, whether it would go well or not was uncertain. Maybe it would just end up wasting money.
‘Am I really not going to suddenly die tomorrow?’
Of course, money wasn’t the only problem either. Every morning when he saw the half-corpse-like state in the mirror, he sometimes thought that too. That this body might not hold out until he saved up enough money.
But even so, he couldn’t do anything about Gil Taeseo. They weren’t in an intimately meeting relationship and he didn’t know his whereabouts. He could remember his previous phone number, but it was questionable whether he hadn’t changed it even after this much time had passed. In fact, even if contact was made, even if he was right in front of his eyes, it was obvious words wouldn’t come out.
In the end, due to various complicated circumstances, Saehyeon had no choice but to cling to the first method until now. But now.
“……Wow. The effect is killer.”
A face dripping with water was reflected in the old mirror. It was still shabbily thin, but at least it wasn’t the corpse-like bluish complexion.
There was also the merit of being hit with cold water several times, but Saehyeon looked with curious eyes at his cheeks where very faint color had risen.
It wasn’t like there was some groundbreaking change like his body feeling light enough to fly or remembering the glory of his Beta days. But there was definitely a difference.
Saehyeon fought a battle with his own body every morning. It wasn’t just a day or two of living with this damn body. But the period living as a physically healthy Beta was incomparably longer than that, and Saehyeon’s standards were set right there.
Even enduring had its limits; this terribly glass-bodied state was something that made him click his tongue the more he experienced it.
Low blood pressure that gave him a real-time gyro swing ride even when stepping on flat ground was the basic passive. On top of that, joints that ached sharply and limbs like water-soaked cotton were attached as non-detachable options.
But today was a bit different. It would be a lie to say his body was light after all that chaos yesterday, but the fact that he didn’t collapse sick for several days was actually proof of change.
“What’s this, why are my eyes opening so wide?”
His eyes opened refreshingly and the complexion in the mirror was also the most tolerable since waking up.
Enough that he didn’t think thoughts like ‘Should I write a will in advance, but then the child…’ every morning while washing his face.
Now he at least looked alive, though he looked very tired and quite sick.
“Probably pheromones…… well that thing…… right?”
Saehyeon, who was examining his face as if it was unfamiliar, muttered quietly.
No matter how much he thought about it, that was the only reason. That moment when Gil Taeseo pressed him down onto the sofa when he said he was going home immediately.
The thing that covered his entire body, burrowed in, filled him and aroused strange sensations must have been pheromones.
Even if he was a half-baked Omega with a pheromone gland broken by forced manifestation, did he still respond to that damn ‘Alpha partner’?
‘Fuck.’
So maybe that’s why his body wasn’t bad, as if he’d gotten an IV drip for a moment, and that… creepy memory also returned calling itself a memory. If you think about it that way, doesn’t everything fit together perfectly?
“Right, there’s no way I’d get hard for that bastard.”
Saehyeon’s ears, who buried his face in a towel frayed at the ends, were bright red as if they’d immediately spew steam. They were almost the same color as the commemorative phrase embroidered on the towel.
Confirming that Gil Taeseo was the key to solving this problem was definitely a discovery. But that wasn’t the end. Additional problems were dragged out in succession like sausages.
First, he had absolutely no memory of things that happened with Gil Taeseo. Anyway, it was obvious they would have been swayed by sexual desire at such a hot-blooded age, fought like dogs and become enemies.
In any case, the fact that an unknown section remained made Saehyeon anxious and disadvantaged. Because not knowing the past also meant being unable to prepare for the future.
The information Saehyeon lacked wasn’t just that. His life living as a trait holder was extremely short, and even that wasn’t intact. Even if he could ignore other Alphas like Mr. Gwak who became a eunuch in the most modern way, Gil Taeseo was different. Just looking at that… lower body reaction from yesterday proved it.
‘Wait. But why suddenly?’
The child had been looking up clearly at the father’s diverse expressions that had been turning red and frowning since earlier. Water dripped from the small face that had finished washing, standing tall on a dedicated chair placed right next to him.
“What’s wrong, Papa?”
“Uh-uh, it’s nothing. Are you done?”
Saehyeon covered the small, pretty face dripping with water with a towel and rubbed vigorously. It was the towel in the most decent condition in the house at least.
Even while spending his daily routine like that, thoughts about Gil Taeseo continued intermittently.
Come to think of it, didn’t Gil Taeseo have no particular reason to mobilize his pheromones? It was true that Saehyeon had ignored the recommendation and insisted strongly on going home, but physical conditions alone were enough to subdue him.
After a period of contemplation, the only conclusion Saehyeon could reach was this. The blatant pheromones of another Alpha must have been unpleasant.
It was because something that came to mind from the information about trait holders he’d looked into superficially after becoming an Omega. In the case of people with the same trait, each other’s pheromones, especially pheromones with lewd implications, could be extremely unpleasant.
Gil Taeseo had even mentioned that pheromones were stuck all over, so it was certain.
So yesterday, he had been hit with pheromones instead of fists because he reeked of a dirty smell.
‘……I’m not possibly a maso…… chist or something like that, right?’
Saehyeon’s face turned pale in an instant.
