By Zephyria 
“Seung-jae.”
As Seo Yi-kyung tried to lift himself up, the doctor stopped him. Unable to either sit or lie down, Seo Yi-kyung remained in an awkward position, bracing himself with his palms against the examination bed.
He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. With a stunned expression, he looked up at Han Seung-jae standing before him. The suit draping over his broad shoulders only served to emphasize his cold gaze.
A moment later, Jin Seon-yu turned around with a tense face and jumped in surprise.
“…….”
Jin Seon-yu slowly opened the door and stepped out of the consultation room. The commotion inside the room had been settled by Secretary Park’s explanation. He, too, followed Jin Seon-yu out into the hallway.
Jin Seon-yu sat on a chair in the hallway. Clutching his coat to his chest, he reflected on what had just happened. Seo Yi-kyung had looked shocked. In contrast, Han Seung-jae’s expression was frigid.
Was that why Yi-kyung looked so unwell this morning? Even someone as obtuse as Jin Seon-yu could vaguely sense that the atmosphere between the two was unusual.
…The doctor’s calm voice spread through the consultation room, which had become somewhat chaotic due to Han Seung-jae’s sudden visit.
“I can see the uterine sac.”
The doctor proceeded to explain the shape, position, and size in a soft tone. Seo Yi-kyung’s only thought was to quickly hide his exposed stomach. He couldn’t hear a word the doctor was saying. He felt as if he were on the verge of being crushed by the gaze of Han Seung-jae looking down at him.
As usual, Han Seung-jae wasn’t pouring out criticisms, nor was he wearing a displeased expression; however, he didn’t seem to be listening to the doctor’s words either.
“Since it’s the fifth week of pregnancy, you may feel very sleepy. Also, you must refrain from strenuous exercise.”
The doctor looked at Seo Yi-kyung and informed him of the symptoms and precautions.
“Yes.”
Seo Yi-kyung simply repeated, “Yes, yes.” His gaze remained fixed on Han Seung-jae. As soon as the examination ended, Seo Yi-kyung hurriedly buttoned his open shirt as if to hide his stomach and pushed himself up from the bed to step down.
The doctor’s diagnosis had just proven that what Seo Yi-kyung had said was not a lie. He had only used Butler Do as an excuse to Han Seung-jae because he wasn’t certain; after all, if it turned out he wasn’t pregnant despite thinking he was, it would be Seo Yi-kyung who would be in a difficult position. Just as he was about to say that—
“You came dressed like this?”
Seo Yi-kyung hurriedly looked down at his attire. Comfortable pants and a loose, buttoned shirt for the examination. Seo Yi-kyung smoothed out the curled hem of the shirt to completely cover his stomach. Han Seung-jae was a man who had never shown a disheveled appearance in public. Had he known he was coming, Seo Yi-kyung might not have worn such clothes.
Because his thoughtless choice of clothing had been pointed out, Seo Yi-kyung’s voice came out small.
“Ah, I brought a coat. Seon-yu is holding it.”
Seo Yi-kyung stared past the partition. At that, Han Seung-jae turned around and walked ahead. Seo Yi-kyung followed slowly behind him, offering a greeting to the doctor. The doctor told him to return in two weeks. Seo Yi-kyung replied that he understood and left the consultation room.
Slide. As the door opened, Jin Seon-yu, who had been sitting on the hallway chair, stood up.
“Yi-kyung.”
He flinched and shrank back, unable to approach due to Han Seung-jae’s movements as he led the way. When Seo Yi-kyung, following behind, reached out both arms, he held out the coat he had been carrying.
Jin Seon-yu continued, glancing at Han Seung-jae.
“Something suddenly came up.”
His tone was excessively awkward, unlike his usual self.
“Sorry. I don’t think I can take you home. Get home safely.”
It seemed Jin Seon-yu had taken Kwon Gwi-jun’s previous comment about him being clueless to heart. However, Seo Yi-kyung had no choice but to thank him as he took the coat.
Seo Yi-kyung slipped his arms into the coat. As he stepped out of the hospital building, Secretary Park, who was opening the rear door of the sedan to match Han Seung-jae’s descent down the stairs, looked at him.
Watching this, Seo Yi-kyung’s legs stopped moving on the stairs. It seemed they weren’t going back together. That made sense, as Han Seung-jae appeared to have come only for a brief moment. Moreover, he didn’t even know why he had come.
Han Seung-jae stopped walking. Just as he was about to enter the car, he slowly looked back. That alone silenced Seo Yi-kyung’s wandering thoughts. He hurried down the stairs, brushed past Han Seung-jae, and leaned forward to get into the sedan.
He truly hadn’t known he would come. He hadn’t told him, nor had he sent the location via message.
And yet, Han Seung-jae had come.
Seo Yi-kyung took a low breath. Soon, Han Seung-jae sat beside him. The breeze that drifted from him was cool. Seo Yi-kyung fiddled with his coat, maintaining a calm expression as if he couldn’t feel his heart racing wildly.
As the sedan glided away, Seo Yi-kyung looked at Jin Seon-yu through the window. Standing at the bottom of the stairs, he was looking this way. There was no way Jin Seon-yu had a sudden appointment. He was the type of person who spent his time agonizing over what to do after a medical appointment.
A strange tension vibrated within the silent car. Han Seung-jae usually handled work during travel time, but right now, he wasn’t looking at anything. The tablet PC he always carried was gone, and no laptop was in sight.
Seo Yi-kyung stole a glance at Han Seung-jae. They would arrive home soon. Therefore, he had to say something. Did Han Seung-jae really come to the hospital to verify? Did he come to see for himself in case his words were a lie? He was certainly the kind of person capable of that.
However, it wasn’t something he needed to take time out of his busy schedule for. He could have verified it just by sending Secretary Park. Furthermore, he didn’t need to come exactly at this time.
Seo Yi-kyung felt his mouth go dry. Should he ask if he was coming home late tonight? Should he just wait without falling asleep? If they arrived home like this, he would probably head straight back to the office. He always did.
Meanwhile, the sedan arrived in front of the townhouse. Secretary Park, who got out of the passenger seat, walked around the front of the car toward the other side. Seo Yi-kyung tightened his grip on his coat and hurriedly opened his mouth to speak to Han Seung-jae as Secretary Park approached. However, Han Seung-jae was faster.
“Don’t sleep. Wait for me tonight.”
The rear door of the sedan opened. After Secretary Park stepped back, Seo Yi-kyung got out of the car. Did he hear that correctly?
Seo Yi-kyung stood there, doubting his own ears. Just before the car door closed, he leaned in and replied lightning-fast.
“I understand.”
Only then did Han Seung-jae, who had been facing forward, turn his head to the left. Immediately after, the door shut with a thud, cutting off his view. Seo Yi-kyung stood in that spot until the sedan glided away and disappeared from sight.
* * *
Inside the fast-moving car, Han Seung-jae’s face reflected in the window glass was heartless.
Since he had instructed Secretary Park to find out what Seo Yi-kyung had been doing, he had been receiving frequent reports.
—There is a record of him visiting Seju Hospital.
Secretary Park had reported everything to Han Seung-jae: Seo Yi-kyung’s movements, the location of the hospital, the fact that the reason he went to Seju Hospital instead of Haseon Hospital was related to Jin Seon-yu, and even photos of Seo Yi-kyung purchasing baby supplies.
Since he already knew the reason for the hospital visit, there was no change in Han Seung-jae’s expression. However, when he received the photos of him buying baby supplies, he couldn’t take his eyes off them for a long time. And when he returned home late, he saw Seo Yi-kyung asleep, clutching a pair of baby shoes.
Seo Yi-kyung did not wake up even as he took the shoes from his hand and placed them on the nightstand.
“We have arrived.”
The sedan stopped in front of the Myeongjun Financial Group. Han Seung-jae stepped out of the car with an expressionless face. People passing by hurried toward him, bowing their heads in greeting. Cutting through them, Han Seung-jae entered the building.
He recalled the expression on Seo Yi-kyung’s face when they met at the hotel. A face that seemed to know the end, a person who knew exactly what words would come out of Han Seung-jae’s mouth. Seo Yi-kyung had worn such a face.
Was it because of his father?
Han Seung-jae had grown up under the care of Butler Choi, neglected by a father who frequently met other Omegas and a mother who drank while watching it happen. He had never felt affection, nor had he ever craved attention. He had never felt that such invisible things were necessary.
Furthermore, most cases of an Omega becoming pregnant were achieved through an Alpha’s knotting. The act of the penis swelling to plug the opening tightly so that semen could not leak out. That was how an Omega’s pregnancy occurred.
Han Seung-jae’s face was cold as he entered the elevator. Suddenly, he recalled the image of himself shoving his penis into Seo Yi-kyung’s body and not pulling it out. Like a starving man, he had sucked on Seo Yi-kyung’s lips and gripped the chin of the man turning his head away to bite his lips. He had spread those thighs, thrust his penis in, and ravaged the narrow, hot hole.
Holding Seo Yi-kyung’s slender waist with both hands, Han Seung-jae felt an unquenchable thirst every time he shoved his cock inside.