“Yoon Taeon?”
At Sunjeong’s surprised-sounding voice, Taeon tried to maintain his composure as he spoke.
“Go Sunjeong, thank you. For the gift you gave me before. This is my gift.”
Taeon, who had made an effort to meet Sunjeong’s eyes as he spoke, hurriedly got out of the car.
Thanks to that, he couldn’t see Sunjeong’s face gradually flushing and soon heating up, reddening with embarrassment.
As expected, there was nothing particularly special about the Suneung.
Even after carefully examining the test papers full of familiar problems for a long time, there was usually time left over, so he even had the leisure to meticulously recheck whether he had properly marked the correct answers on the OMR sheet.
During lunch, he slowly finished his meal with a lunchbox containing an appropriate amount of the menu he always ate. Originally he would check Sunjeong’s note first before eating, but today he absolutely couldn’t muster the courage to look at the note.
Only when there was still a lot of time left after eating and brushing his teeth did Taeon carefully take out the note and read it.
[Yoon Taeon, today too you just have to be yourself. See you in the evening.]
A plain sentence with no particular embellishments added.
In front of this sentence, the tip of Taeon’s nose stung.
Being like Taeon.
Once, an appearance that tried to be satisfied with only what was given in life, no, embracing even less than what was given. An appearance that couldn’t acknowledge his feelings and only followed fulfilling the instincts led by pheromones.
Probably what Sunjeong meant by being like Taeon wasn’t this meaning.
However, the only person who had drawn out another Taeon-like thing within Taeon was only Sunjeong. Taeon knew the fact that without Sunjeong, his current self couldn’t exist.
After checking the note, Taeon was heading to the classroom when he crouched down slightly on a deserted staircase. He sat with his large body well-folded, hugging his knees and burying his face.
It seemed like he needed to properly compose the indescribably overflowing emotions within his heart right now before entering the classroom.
“Excuse me.”
A strange voice reached Taeon’s ears as he sat still for a while.
Since it seemed to be calling him, when Taeon slowly raised his head, a small-framed person who was clearly a current test-taker a few years younger than Taeon came into view.
“……There’s still more of the exam left anyway. Let’s both fight on.”
The student who spoke while catching his breath for a moment held something out to Taeon.
What he held out were a few small chocolates. Probably, seeing Taeon crouched down, he had judged him to be someone already despairing over the exam results.
Not wanting to particularly deny his misunderstanding and goodwill, Taeon opened his mouth with a faint smile.
“Thank you. You fight on too.”
When Taeon received the chocolates, Taeon quietly watched the retreating figure that moved away quickly as if the business was done.
Then he unwrapped the rustling chocolate plastic wrapper and put it in his mouth.
As the sweetness of the cheap chocolate spread in his mouth, only then did Taeon chuckle.
Taeon’s heart after finishing all the exams was relieved. Even without checking the results, they would probably be the same as his last mock exam scores.
Confidence that he would be able to enter Hanguk University spread through Taeon’s heart.
However, it was a matter of whether his grades would reach the cutoff line of the department he had ultimately set as his goal. He was a bit nervous about this fact, but even this wasn’t very nerve-wracking.
Before crossing the school’s sports field, Taeon’s only concern was one thing.
The pink scarf Sunjeong had wrapped around him. Should he wear this or not?
It was a milky pink color that he absolutely didn’t feel like wrapping around his neck himself, just a color for people like Sunjeong.
After briefly agonizing, Taeon ultimately wrapped his neck with the scarf in a clumsy form slightly different from how Sunjeong had tied it. Then he walked steadily across the sports field.
“Yoon Taeon!”
Even without raising his head, he could tell who was calling his name from afar.
Taeon walked unhesitatingly toward where the voice looking for him came from.
Sunjeong, who was weak against the cold and whose face always became slightly drained of color in winter, was looking at Taeon with his white face as expected.
He was smiling as usual, but both eyes clearly showed signs of quickly examining Taeon. While doing so, he held out the hot pack he’d been holding in his hand toward Taeon. Looking at such a Sunjeong, Taeon couldn’t easily say anything, just like in the morning.
Instead, Taeon tightly embraced Sunjeong.
While worrying nonsensically that if he hugged with all his might, Sunjeong’s body that was thin even to the bone frame might crumble, strength gradually entered Taeon’s arms embracing Sunjeong.
Sunjeong, who seemed slightly flustered at first, soon slowly relaxed the strength in his body and quietly settled into Taeon’s embrace.
Being able to hear Taeon’s heart beating fiercely from the closest distance, unlike his solid and calm movements, Sunjeong was just happy.
I should take him home quickly and feed him delicious food.
When Sunjeong was thinking this, unexpected words flowed from Taeon’s mouth.
“……I want to imprint.”
Not words of thanks, not words of I love you, but words that he wanted to imprint.
No matter how much modern medicine had advanced, once trait-bearers imprinted with each other, it couldn’t be reversed.
Everyone had thoroughly received education that it was something that should absolutely never be done carelessly in life. Whether Taeon had properly received that education well too, when Sunjeong once brought up the topic of imprinting, his face had hardened to the point of seeming excessive.
He must have thought he shouldn’t do such a thing with Sunjeong.
“I want to imprint on you……”
“……”
“I hope you’ll also imprint on me. I’m sorry for thinking like this.”
The voice mixed with various emotions that burst from his heart soon regained composure again.
Simply after saying he wanted to imprint on Sunjeong and wanted to receive an imprint from Sunjeong, Sunjeong quietly thought within Taeon’s embrace about what kind of heart Taeon had that still ended up apologizing.
Soon after, belated joy came like a flood. He was happy that Taeon had said none other than that he wanted to imprint.
“Why are those people acting like that?”
Hearing the voice of a middle-aged woman who was clearly probably a parent waiting for a test-taker, Sunjeong ended up giggling. This place was the entrance of the school where the Suneung exam, which would become a quite important milestone in some people’s lives, had just ended.
Once Sunjeong started laughing, Taeon also gradually relaxed the strength from his body.
When he slightly raised his head, Taeon’s gaze looking down at Sunjeong came into view at once.
A gaze different from the various gazes of Taeon that Sunjeong was familiar with. Jet-black pupils filled with the desire of an alpha who wanted to imprint on his omega.
Sunjeong wanted to just become submerged in those pupils.
“Let’s go quickly, to my place.”
Sunjeong, who had overcome his own desire, barely managed to say to Taeon.
It might have been unavoidable that the two people’s lips became entangled with each other as soon as they got in the car.
However, it was a kiss that was excessively slow compared to their thirst.
Sunjeong had pride that it wasn’t his first kiss since he had already kissed Taeon before, but as expected, he couldn’t help but be clumsy. However, it was unexpected that even Taeon was clumsy.
Tongues getting tangled and intertwined, isn’t that a kiss?
But Taeon only repeated the work of caressing Sunjeong’s lips with his tongue as if tickling them, then biting his lips with his own lips. Even with just that, Sunjeong could only be completely swept up in Taeon’s movements and be entranced.
After clumsily kissing each other for quite a while, Taeon’s tongue finally entered Sunjeong’s mouth. Once the kiss began in earnest, Sunjeong’s feelings were hurt just very slightly by the tongue movements that weren’t clumsy.
Somehow Sunjeong’s body seemed to be heading in the exact opposite direction of his heart. His body, which had always been indifferent as if he had no sexual desire from taking high-quality suppressants, felt wrapped in heat. He also clearly felt the pre-cum flowing damply from his cock constantly getting on the front of his underwear.
While doing that, as his mouth received Taeon’s tongue, his whole body felt worn out.
Since it seemed difficult to do anything more in the car, Sunjeong slightly pushed Taeon away.
“I can’t breathe well.”
At Sunjeong’s words, Taeon nodded.
Then he quietly said.
“I’ll drive. Go Sunjeong, looking at your condition, you shouldn’t drive.”
“……What’s my condition.”
Even though he clearly knew his condition with his core expanded, at Sunjeong’s words, Taeon only answered with his eyes. In an instant, Sunjeong’s face turned red.
“Why are you okay?”
In the end, Taeon and Sunjeong switched seats with each other.
Breaking the thick silence that remained filled with heat, when Sunjeong asked, Taeon quietly answered toward Sunjeong.
“I’m not okay.”
Unlike his words, Taeon’s pants didn’t seem to have much change. Is it because he’s skilled after all that he doesn’t even get hard from this much? While Sunjeong was wrapped in doubt with his spirits dampened, Taeon opened his mouth again.
“Once I thought I wanted to imprint, my body won’t listen.”
“……”
Imprinting between trait-bearers wasn’t something urgent that happened in a state where they couldn’t think straight, in a state where they were completely heated up with each other.
The pheromone glands anticipating imprinting urge rational movement. Thanks to that, the brain’s function becomes clearer than usual. Sometimes the biggest thing is committed in what seems like the most normal state.
