FHO 32

Rubbing his eyes in his sleep, Haon woke up feeling a cozy warmth enveloping his body. He naturally assumed he was covered by a blanket, but what was covering him was a person’s arm.

Startled by the touch of bare skin rather than soft fabric, he forced his heavy eyelids open. His eyes wouldn’t open as easily as he wanted, and he held his breath, feeling an even greater sense of bewilderment.

Ah, no way.

The moment he realized he was lying in a plush bed, his bewilderment turned into deep frustration.

It seemed another heat had hit. This was the first time he had lost his reason in less than a month.

Was there something wrong with his body again? A deep sense of fatigue spread across his face as he struggled to grasp the situation. The ever-increasing anomalies in his body were leaving Haon utterly exhausted.

“Ugh…”

As he tried to move his legs, a sound escaped him due to the sensation of something filling him up tightly. Because his senses had grown dull, as if he were suffering from a severe flu, he hadn’t been aware of the state of his lower body at all.

Haon bit his lip and slowly lowered his head. Everything was pitch black, and nothing was visible.

Waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, he tried to pull out the heavy mass of flesh embedded inside him. It seemed the Alpha who was hugging him had fallen asleep while still inserted. This wasn’t the first time such a thing had happened, but he had never been filled so snugly before.

Gritting his teeth, Haon moved his pelvis to gradually slide out what was inside. Even though it clearly wasn’t erect, it was very large. Truly, it was enormous.

“Ah…!”

As Haon’s pelvis writhed with all its might, it was caught by a large hand. The Alpha, seemingly awakened, stroked Haon’s pelvis and lower abdomen, pulling his body close.

“Shh—.”

Hugging Haon tightly, the man made a soothing shushing sound and buried his lips in Haon’s sweat-dampened hair. Haon was even more surprised by the inexplicably tender touch.

But that was short-lived; the Alpha gave Haon no time to let his guard down and pushed back inside him.

“Nng…”

As Haon’s waist trembled slightly at the sensation of the wet inner walls being parted, the Alpha blew air into his ear as if to soothe him again. Shh—. Shhh—.

The Alpha’s hand, diligently caressing his body, felt limp. The heavy, relaxed touch moved past his lower abdomen and down between Haon’s thighs.

Until that moment, Haon never dreamed that the person touching him was In-ho. Although In-ho had come to mind as soon as he opened his eyes, since he wasn’t in his last memory, he naturally assumed he had spent his heat with a strange Alpha.

“Ex-excuse me.”

The voice he managed to squeeze out cracked weakly. Clearing his throat, he continued speaking with his eyes tightly shut.

“I’m sorry, but…”

The words asking to be let go reached the tip of his tongue. Now that the heat had ended and his excitement had completely faded, Haon didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.

“Could… could we maybe do it after I rest a bit…?”

His heart hammered, fearing the man might get angry.

“I’m sorry…”

Unable to bring himself to turn around, he curled his body up. Feeling a sharp pain in his left cheek, he figured he must have been hit. The thought that he had been hit so hard his mouth felt raw made him even more terrified.

“I’m, I’m really sorry… because of me… I—.”

With nowhere to run, he buried his face in the pillow and whispered. He knew he had to apologize properly, but it was hard to continue speaking for fear that another hand might fly at him.

He should have just pretended to be asleep. His heart beat anxiously, worrying that he might have further irritated the man’s mood. Should he pretend to sleep now?

“Haon-ssi.”

Just then, a familiar voice reached his ears, and Haon snapped his eyes open.

“It’s me. In-ho.”

A cautious hand stroked Haon’s left chest as if to calm his racing heart. Thanks to this, Haon’s tension eased, and he slowly turned his head.

In his still-dark vision, In-ho’s face was not visible. However, his voice was delivered clearly.

“I’m not some strange person; I’m the person you live with, Haon-ssi.”

As if noticing Haon blinking to see him, In-ho pulled Haon’s hand and let him touch his face. Haon knew it was In-ho just by the voice, but he silently felt his face.

“Don’t be afraid of me.”

After touching In-ho’s face for a while, Haon paused at the sound of the deeply hushed voice.

He had never once been afraid of In-ho. Even when In-ho had shaken the door handle of the gosiwon room as if he were about to break it, he hadn’t been scared.

“I’m… not afraid.”

As he spoke each word with emphasis, a small sound—whether a laugh or a sigh—returned as an answer. Haon’s thin hair fluttered in his breath. Haon’s fragile heart fluttered along with it.

“Haon-ssi, one moment.”

Asking for understanding, In-ho placed his hand on Haon’s waist and whispered for him to relax his body for a moment. At this, Haon’s face flushed hot, and he looked down, holding his breath.

At the whisper to relax, his body actually tensed up so much that his thighs grew rigid.

While In-ho pulled himself back as slowly as possible, Haon gripped the blanket, not knowing what to do. He gritted his teeth to suppress the sound as much as possible, but strange noises kept leaking from his throat.

“…Ahem, hm!”

In the end, the sound of wet flesh sliding out of the narrow opening echoed vividly. Haon intentionally cleared his throat loudly to cover that erotic sound.

If the bedroom had been bright, In-ho would have seen Haon’s bright red face. He was glad it was dark.

In-ho pulled up the blanket, which had fallen to their waists, and covered him up to his chin. Finally feeling comfortable, Haon hesitantly turned around to face In-ho.

“……”

Although he couldn’t see his face, he could feel the gaze directed toward him.

Haon bit his lower lip while pondering what to say, then opened his mouth in surprise at the stinging pain. Tasting blood, it seemed his lip had been torn.

“You don’t remember, do you?”

“…No.”

Following Haon’s faint answer, silence returned.

Just as In-ho said, he had no memory of anything after washing his hands in the bathroom.

“I’m sorry.”

At In-ho’s unexpected apology, Haon’s mouth dropped open, his eyes wide like a rabbit’s. Sorry? What on earth did he have to be sorry for?

“It was probably because of my pheromones. That you lost consciousness, Haon-ssi.”

“Ah…”

So that’s why another heat triggered.

Haon, who had been worried that his already irregular cycle had shortened, felt a deep sense of relief. He felt at ease now that the cause was clear.

“I didn’t think it through. Like a fool.”

“No, it’s not that. I wasn’t thinking either. I’m just very dull to pheromones.”

Just as he couldn’t release pheromones, he wasn’t very good at detecting others’ pheromones either. However, his Omega body responded faithfully to them.

He needed to feel and know in order to be careful. A typical Omega would have guarded themselves or avoided the situation the moment they detected an Alpha’s pheromones. If they had already been swept away by pheromones, they would have taken suppressants.

“I should have known and avoided it beforehand… I’m sorry because of me.”

Not being a typical Omega, Haon had been unable to do anything. He couldn’t run away, nor could he protect his body with medicine. Because of that, he had ended up causing trouble for In-ho.

“I’ll be more careful next time.”

“Haon-ssi, please…”

Suddenly closing the distance, In-ho hugged Haon tightly.

“Can you stop apologizing?”

He tightened his arms as if to block Haon’s mouth.

Trapped in In-ho’s broad chest, Haon could only blink in a daze. He liked being hugged, but the embarrassment of their naked bodies touching caused heat to rush to his face.

“If you apologize again, I’m going to cry this time.”

As the tender warning followed, a warm heat began to spread in his chest. As In-ho continued to speak, Haon’s body temperature rose bit by bit. Of course, it wasn’t the lingering effect of the heat.

“Haon-ssi… you did nothing wrong.”

In-ho’s slowing voice gradually faded. The tender hand patting his back also gradually lost its strength.

He must have been very sleepy.

Watching In-ho, who had suddenly fallen asleep mid-conversation, Haon held his breath.

Haon, lacking the memory, didn’t know, but In-ho hadn’t slept a wink since Haon collapsed at the movie theater. He had repeatedly engaged in relations and constantly monitored Haon’s condition until the excitement subsided.

Even without knowing that process, Haon felt an overwhelming sense of emotion toward In-ho. Despite having seen his ugliest side, In-ho hadn’t said a single negative word.

He hadn’t gotten angry, asking why he couldn’t take care of his own body, nor had he mocked his frustrating behavior or manner of speaking.

Haon gently rested his forehead against the chest of the deeply sleeping In-ho. He liked the feeling of the heavy arm wrapped around his body. It felt exactly like being embraced by a cozy spring.