Right, who doesn’t know what a motel is? No, why should he shrink like this over that level of mistake in the first place? Anyway, if Gye Sajun looked up what a motel was when he wasn’t around, the situation would be exposed. Just when he was thinking he’d been caught up in Gye Sajun’s scheme,
“It’d be really great if you come. But one person from their side dropped out, so there’ll be more alphas.”
Minwook answered in a very awkward tone. Woojae’s head shot up.
We’re saved! For once, Minwook doing something nice felt lovable. But it seemed Gye Sajun didn’t think so. The hand that grabbed the back of Woojae’s neck was rough. Inadvertently caught by Gye Sajun, Woojae raised his head and looked at him.
“Go Woojae isn’t an alpha.”
“……What?”
“He can fill the spot on their side.”
Gye Sajun, who didn’t even know what a motel was, apparently knew the meaning of a group date very well. Just because he wasn’t an alpha didn’t mean he wanted to become an omega, but whether Gye Sajun knew the meaning of his words or not, he only stared at Woojae impassively.
“Uh, but their side is all girls……”
Along with Minwook’s awkward words, Woojae’s reason flew away. A thousand flames were rising inside him.
Fill the spot on their side? Am I crazy? Whether he was treated as an alpha or an omega, by their standards he was unqualified anyway, so there was no reason to be angry just because Gye Sajun put him in the omega group.
But Woojae was heterosexual. Even though he still had no first love and no history of dating. Yet to sit on the girls’ side and have a group date with the guys—what kind of bullshit was this? And with Gye Sajun being on the male side, too.
This was an insulting remark. He couldn’t stand it anymore.
“You son of a bitch!”
Woojae shouted, filled with justified rage, and threw a punch at Gye Sajun.
“……!”
Even after being hit, Gye Sajun reacted unexpectedly nimbly. It wasn’t a reaction speed that could be seen from someone who’d suddenly received a punch baptism. Gye Sajun pulled Woojae’s wrist that had struck his cheek as it was and lowered his body. Woojae, suddenly pulled, lost his center. Sensing he’d fall because of the opponent who’d suddenly ducked down, he reflexively closed his eyes.
Though he’d clearly fallen heavily, unexpectedly no physical shock was transmitted. He only felt a strange cushion sensation. When he opened his eyes, he was embraced by the guy who was lying on the ground as if showing off. Woojae, inadvertently captured by the solid body, raised his somewhat free hand and tried to push hard against Gye Sajun’s chest, but he didn’t budge.
“You bastard! You think I’m a joke?”
Gye Sajun was leisurely taking in with his eyes Woojae’s cheeks that had turned red with anger.
“Guys! Don’t fight!”
Minwook began to stop Woojae in shock. Of course, it was useless. Minwook, who’d been trying to pull Woojae apart, got exhausted on his own and fell away. He had no ability to stop two men who were having a contest of strength. Above all, he instinctively felt he didn’t want to get involved. As soon as Minwook fell away, Woojae moved his body even more roughly. It was because he wanted to hit Gye Sajun one more time, harder.
“I’m going to kill you, you son of a bitch! Ugh!”
“Why do you keep rampaging?”
Even though it had clearly been an effective hit, Gye Sajun only gripped Woojae’s arms tightly without any particular counterattack. Of course, because his grip strength was strong, Woojae felt pain from just that. So stupidly strong!
“Did you want to touch me that badly? Your skinship is rough.”
“You fucking crazy bastard!”
His split lip had droplets of blood on it, yet Gye Sajun, who fanned his anger with nonsensical bullshit to the end, was unbearably hateful. His arm, gripped tightly, complained of pain. Shaking it off was harder than a leech. Woojae gripped Gye Sajun’s collar even harder.
“Go Woojae, stop climbing on top.”
“Climbing on top? You want to die?”
“I’m not stuck next to you because I like it either. You’re an eyesore. Why do you keep catching my eye?”
Woojae’s face contorted viciously.
“You can just pass by, you fucker! We’re in the same department and next-door neighbors, how am I supposed to avoid you at school? Just pretend you don’t know me moderately. Like you treat other kids!”
“You’re different from other kids. You keep catching my eye. I want to know the reason.”
The grip strength that held him so he couldn’t put force into the hand gripping his collar was strong. Woojae panted and found that answer for him instead.
“Because you hate me! I hate you too! Why do you keep pestering me?”
“No, you’re wrong. It doesn’t resonate.”
He couldn’t understand at all. There was nothing wrong with what he said, yet Gye Sajun, who firmly said he was wrong, was not a person on a dimension that could be understood.
The moment Woojae stared at him with a contorted expression, an unpleasant hardness was felt beneath his buttocks. Woojae, who’d been struggling roughly, stopped moving and focused on the sensation. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but definitely dirty. What the hell is this? Woojae looked at Gye Sajun with a flustered expression.
“Ah…… It’s hard.”
Soon, unbelievable words flowed from Gye Sajun’s mouth. Woojae’s face, reflecting on that meaning, was instantly stained with shock. In an instant, goosebumps spread eerily down his spine. Hard. A solid feeling. Two keywords flickered in Woojae’s head. Soon Woojae sprang up, shaking off Gye Sajun’s hands as if burned.
“You crazy gay bastard! If you catch my eye one more time, I’ll crack your skull! Just wait and see!”
Woojae fled like a defeated villain. He had to flee. It was because accepting this situation head-on was impossible. Watching Woojae escape like a shot, Gye Sajun got up with a furrowed brow. Though he didn’t show it outwardly, he was shocked in his own way.
‘Why?’
Since Minwook had long since stepped back, exhausted from trying to stop Woojae, he couldn’t know the physical conversation that passed between Woojae and Gye Sajun.
Well, unless you were Gye Sajun’s or Go Woojae’s pants, you couldn’t know about that problem. Minwook only speculated that Woojae had said something sexually harassing because he’d called Gye Sajun gay or whatever. Of course, that was also a somewhat correct guess.
For now, Minwook approached Gye Sajun, the superficial victim, and asked after his wellbeing. He was flustered because he never imagined the two would suddenly fight like this.
“Um, Gye Sajun. Are you okay?”
“Go Woojae has heavier hands than I thought.”
It was a very weak erection to begin with, and it subsided easily the moment Woojae disappeared. Gye Sajun wiped his bloody mouth with the back of his hand and brushed himself off to stand. He always showed irritation, but the face that had turned pale was a different kind of fun. Minwook looked at Gye Sajun’s expressionless face and tried to smooth over the situation.
“Well, I’ll talk to the guys and try to fill the numbers, so don’t provoke Woojae too much. If you say you’re coming, their side will be fuller.”
“You can just take Go Woojae out.”
“Huh? No, but Woojae was originally supposed to come……”
“Go Woojae has to watch a movie with me that day. It’s an assignment. Lie to Go Woojae and say I’m going. Then that bastard definitely won’t go either.”
Why should I do that? Minwook also wanted to ask Gye Sajun, but it wasn’t easy to defy him when he spoke like giving orders.
Minwook tucked his tail a bit at his expression that felt intimidating. Woojae might not know, but being high-spirited in front of an alpha like Gye Sajun was a difficult thing. Like a mediocre male in nature tucking his tail in front of the leader.
“I-I will.”
“You can’t handle him.”
Moreover, it was a proper recommendation. Honestly, he’d worried a lot thinking about taking Woojae out. That was because there were too many people who hated Woojae.
“You know he’s not a docile kid, right?”
Somehow he felt like Gye Sajun knew Woojae better than he did. When did those two become so close? And when Minwook entered the dormitory, his concerns about what to say to Woojae became pointless. It was because as soon as Minwook came in, Woojae declared he wouldn’t go to the group date.
“You go alone. Fuck, I get goosebumps thinking about that filthy bastard following.”
“What on earth did Gye Sajun say to you?”
He was so curious that he worked up the courage to even ask, but,
“Agh! Don’t make me remember!”
There was nothing he could hear besides a shriek. Minwook pressed his forehead. It was the college life he’d been looking forward to, but somehow he’d gotten caught up in the fight between two men who’d become bitter enemies. I hope they fight somewhere without me if possible. It was Minwook harboring a futile hope.
***
Three days passed since then.
Fuck, fucking hell. Fucking goddamn…… Woojae suffered from a strong urge to tear off his buttocks and burn them in a fire. It was because the presence of an even more absurd thing that had touched an absurd place kept being felt as if it had been wedged between his buttocks. A full three days had passed, but the unpleasant sensation showed no signs of disappearing.
“That pervert bastard……”
No matter how many times he rubbed with soap suds and showered dozens of times, that unfamiliar sensation kept coming back to mind. It was the first time he’d sat on a guy’s thing, and the fact that it was erect was even more shocking.
– Ah…… It’s hard.
If Gye Sajun hadn’t said such things, he could have pretended not to know. He never imagined that guy would get a hard-on for him. He would have just thought, damn, he originally has a somewhat hard dick. But I sat wrong. He would have thought that. Even the words that seemed to blame him were absurd.
Fucking horrible school. Fucking horrible alpha bastard. If he’s an alpha, he should get it up for omegas like an alpha should—why the hell would he get hard for him, a perfectly normal male beta? Ah, right.
“He’s definitely…… a pervert.”
Woojae muttered as if he’d gained enlightenment. Right, they said there were those kinds of seeds in the world. Strange humans who like being hit and feel ecstasy when cursed at.
