“So you’re saying that I smell like Evan right now, so you covered me with your scent.”
Even when he was held tightly by Yechan, and no matter how much he buried his nose in his own arm and sniffed, he couldn’t feel anything, but looking at how the situation was unfolding now, this seemed to be important.
“That’s right.”
“Hey! I’m mine, so why are you and Evan doing this? Plus, you’re saying I don’t even know you guys are playing around and messing with me like this.”
Siwoo rarely got angry, believed good is good, and aimed to live moderately without causing problems all around. However, this matter left him feeling quite displeased.
Yechan closed his mouth. That was right. He’d just thought of teasing Evan after seeing Siwoo always covered in Evan’s pheromones, and Siwoo wasn’t even a consideration in their prank.
“Ah! Hyung, I’m sorry. I didn’t think that far.”
“Don’t do this kind of thing from now on. Don’t do this amongst yourselves without me knowing. Got it? Anyway, how do I get rid of this smell? I just spray deodorant, right?”
He buried his nose in his forearm once more and tried to smell it, but the only scent Siwoo could detect was the one he’d been smelling all along.
“That’s true but. Hyung, my thinking was really short-sighted. I absolutely, absolutely won’t do it. I’m sorry.”
Since Yechan kept apologizing, Siwoo roughly raised his hand and waved it to show it was okay. It would be awkward to get really angry in a place with many people, and he’d already heard him say he wouldn’t do it again, so he planned to wrap it up appropriately. That said, the problem now was that there was no deodorant.
“Can’t be helped. I can just tell Evan not to do this kind of behavior too at this opportunity. But what kind of scent is it?”
Seeing Yechan lower that large frame of his with a flustered and apologetic expression, even drooping the corners of his eyes, Siwoo couldn’t say anything more. Come to think of it, they had been enduring Evan’s pheromone scent coming from him all this time.
“Me? I’m…”
“No. Evan.”
Yechan, who was about to answer thinking he was asking about his own pheromones, cut off his words and scratched his head as he looked at Siwoo who only asked about Evan.
“Evan hyung is, well, how should I say this? First of all, it’s not a mint scent, but it’s cool and chilly and something like that? It’s hard to pinpoint exactly what kind of scent a pheromone scent is. So most people describe it as the closest scent. If you say strawberry scent, everyone knows similarly. But actually, each strawberry smells a bit different. Some are sweeter, some have a lighter scent, like that. Plus, pheromones are also influenced by mood and emotions.”
“You can really feel emotions from pheromones?”
Siwoo tilted his head as he walked following the moving line. It was a world he’d had no interest in until now. Hearing about it, it was also fascinating.
“Roughly.”
“That must be convenient.”
As if he’d never warned Yechan, Siwoo’s gaze, now calm, turned back to Evan. If he could smell his pheromones, would it have been a bit easier to know him? At least wouldn’t he be able to feel what kind of emotions he had toward him without hearing it directly?
“What is?”
“You said you can at least know the other person’s emotions and such through pheromones. Whether this person is angry at me, whether they like or dislike me, those kinds of things.”
“Hey, that’s true, but everyone controls their pheromones so it doesn’t show. It’s my emotions going out, would I let them leak everywhere? Honestly speaking, me covering you with my pheromones just now isn’t courteous toward the other person. It’s something only very close people do. It’s no problem because you’re a beta, hyung. Look. Ian immediately stiffened and went somewhere else.”
“What. But you said you can feel Evan’s pheromones on me. Then you know those emotions too?”
At Siwoo’s suddenly probing question, the corners of Yechan’s mouth trembled as he forced a smile. He was confident he could somehow be forgiven for covering Siwoo with playful pheromones just now. But if he revealed the meaning of his pheromones, he felt like he’d really die.
“There isn’t really any particular emotion in it. It’s the kind that can stick just from being beside you. Um, to put it differently, it’s like spraying perfume… Ah, this is difficult.”
He couldn’t say it was pheromones full of thick possessiveness. Pheromones are something you have to feel directly to know, they’re not something that can be explained with words. Seeing the troubled Yechan, Siwoo didn’t ask further. Anyway, pheromones could be controlled, so what was important was the fact that Evan had intentionally marked him with his pheromone scent.
Evan was having miscellaneous conversations with Hyunsu when he took out his phone. After he started uploading Siwoo’s photos and videos, he’d unknowingly developed the habit of frequently going in to check. He didn’t care if he got hate comments, but he was always concerned about things regarding Siwoo.
Evan, who had been pressing various hashtags and looking around, stopped at one SNS post.
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#Yechan #filming #Evan #Ian #Luca Celebrities I met while traveling. But I think I’m a bit better looking lol Anyway, who is #Yechan clinging to and why do they both have the same #pheromone scent #grass smell? Whose is this?
Did one of them give the other a #pheromone shower?
Funny, are they all doing it amongst themselves?
#alphapack #theworldtheylive in #tsk #disgusting #gotta call mom. #I’m an alpha too.
When he moved his thumb a few times, the photo moved sideways. Following the photo of Yechan grabbing Siwoo’s shoulder was one of Yechan hugging Siwoo. And it continued to a photo of the two having a friendly face-to-face conversation.
What made Evan’s expression colder than the photos was the content. Grass smell? Same pheromone scent. These words caught his eye. Evan took his gaze off his phone and looked toward where Siwoo and Yechan were. Unaware that such photos and such content were circulating now, they were calmly having a conversation.
The short Siwoo was tilting his head back to look at Yechan’s face. A shadow fell over his face. Not a shadow naturally created by Yechan’s height, but Yechan was fluttering a fan and holding it above his own head to create shade over Siwoo’s face.
Evan raised his hand and touched his own forehead. It couldn’t be helped. What he needed was time. Several times a day he suppressed the impulse that felt like blood surging up madly.
He knew he was crossing the line. And Yechan had just provoked him. Yechan, who had been creating shade over Siwoo’s face, turned around, and their gazes met, but Evan turned his head away first.
What could he say if he approached now? Finding out who among all these people posted this SNS was nonsensical. Even if he found them, what could he do?
The person who posted it had a high probability of still being here. Even now they’d be secretly taking photos of them.
If Siwoo’s scent, which until just now had the same pheromone scent as Yechan, changed, it would clearly make things even bigger.
“What are you doing? Not going?”
The ride seemed to have completed one round as people moved, and Evan turned his body at the touch that tapped him. It seemed better not to look at them for a moment.
Frustrating. He couldn’t even speak. Not knowing how long this kind of time would continue, Evan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
It seemed like he hadn’t realized or learned anything despite living much longer than others. He’d thought he excelled at waiting and patience, but the moment what he’d imagined became reality, everything became bubbles.
Slowly, one step at a time, so as not to startle. Evan’s fist, swallowing his burning insides, clenched with force.
“Can you hold the self-cam while riding? Raise your hand if you’re good at riding rides.”
Siwoo raised his hand toward the PD who was gathering the scattered members and checking.
“Siwoo?”
“Yes. I like riding rides.”
“If you drop it, it’s a major accident.”
Since it was a situation where they were even handing over their headbands to staff, the PD repeatedly cautioned Siwoo, Yechan, and Hyunsu who said they’d hold the self-cam while riding.
Evan watched Siwoo from a slightly distant spot. He was smiling brightly as if riding the roller coaster was enjoyable. Wrapped in another person’s pheromones all over his body, he was innocent.
He never reached out to anyone first, but he was used to accepting others’ touches. When the members he’d become close with touched his hair or playfully hugged him, he never pulled away. He was like a cat accustomed to human hands. The kind of cat that doesn’t approach first but doesn’t refuse those who approach.
“Coco. Ride with me.”
Evan, who had been hanging back, closed the distance with him at once and approached from the side. Damn it. He’d thought he’d be okay, thought he could understand and endure enough. This was a much more irritating situation than he’d thought.
“Hm? Isn’t Evan getting a self-cam? Don’t you like rides?”
As soon as Yechan felt Evan approaching, he quickly ran behind Hyunsu. Nothing would happen in front of the camera, but since he’d come this close, it was only a matter of time before Evan knew.
“I’m scared, can you hold my hand?”
As if roller coasters were scary, Evan had jumped down saying even skydiving was fun.
“Really? You have things you’re scared of too? Come here. I’ll hold your hand tight.”
Holding the self-cam in one hand, with the other hand Siwoo grabbed Evan’s hand first. He felt it every time he held it, but it was truly a large and warm hand. In the distance, the roller coaster they would ride came into view.
“Are you trembling?”
In Siwoo’s mind, enjoying the thrill of the roller coaster, the pheromone conversation he’d had with Yechan a moment ago was completely forgotten. Such things he couldn’t even feel weren’t important to Siwoo. He’d decided to firmly have a word with Evan when he saw him, but that place wasn’t in front of a camera.
“Yeah.”
Siwoo would have asked if he was trembling because he was scared of riding the roller coaster, but Evan gave an affirmative answer. Because he trembled at the fact that Siwoo grabbed his hand first. Though he was pretending to be calm, it was good even seeing him covered in another person’s pheromones.
He moved his fingers and slipped his fingers between those small, thin fingers. It seemed like Siwoo glanced at him briefly, but however they held hands didn’t seem to matter to him.
Sitting side by side in the next seat, Evan took the self-cam Siwoo was holding. When Siwoo asked if he could hold it well when scared, saying it was dangerous and he’d keep holding it, Evan just gave a good-natured smile.
“Will you really be okay?”
“Don’t worry.”
He held the self-cam so that both of them would appear well and held Siwoo’s hand with his other hand. The clanking sound, the roller coaster with added speed made everything in the world blurry.
From the moment of departure, the corners of Siwoo’s mouth that had risen pleasantly didn’t come down. Every time he got excited from the fast speed, he laughed loudly without hiding his emotions.
From beginning to end, Evan only looked at Siwoo. And from the closest spot to Evan’s gaze, the self-cam fully captured him smiling brightly and enjoying the thrill.
