By Zephyria “We’ve arrived.”
The car stopped, and Lee-eum looked at Choi Won-joon, who was sitting next to him, with a gloomy expression. He stretched, wearing sunglasses, and looked outside. No matter how much he tried to kick him out, he wouldn’t budge and kept asking where he was going, so in the end, he ended up bringing him to the fishing site.
In the news during the ride, stories about Kim Ji-cheol kept coming out. The country was turned upside down, but the person who exposed it was so calm.
Lee-eum got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out the canopy. He put it down on one side and was connecting the poles when Choi Won-joon, who had followed him out, came next to him. Lee-eum glanced at him.
“Go away. You’re just in the way.”
“I don’t know how to set it up anyway. Instead of that, do that first.”
Won-joon pointed to the colorful cloth on one side of the trunk. It was the hammock from home, and Choi Won-joon had brought it, saying he really wanted to lie down. Lee-eum told him to wait a bit, but he grabbed his arm and whined like a child, so Lee-eum almost hit Choi Won-joon’s head with the pole.
Okay, I’ll be patient. I have to be patient.
After putting down the tent and connecting the hammock between the trees, Choi Won-joon went up as if he had been waiting. It was extra-large, but it was small. He barely squeezed his body in and waved his hand with a satisfied smile.
Even though the hammock was almost touching the ground because of his size, he liked it. Lee-eum was so dumbfounded by the sight that he burst out laughing. He can’t act his age and has a surprisingly childish side.
After quickly finishing the canopy, he took the fishing gear and headed to the nearby reservoir. Choi Won-joon, who was on the hammock, was loitering and following him, so Lee-eum gestured for him to go back.
“Go lie down. That’s helping.”
Won-joon didn’t even pretend to listen and came next to him, unfolding a chair and sitting down. Lee-eum tied a hook to the end of the line and opened a small container. He had bought earthworms nearby to use as bait, and they were in pretty good condition. As he grabbed one and pierced it onto the hook, Choi Won-joon frowned next to him and made an, “Ew,” sound.
“Would President like to try too?”
“I’ll pass.”
Lee-eum picked up the earthworm and handed it to Won-joon. He said it wasn’t difficult, just put it on the hook, but Choi Won-joon refused. Seeing that, he felt a thrill. He slightly understood why Choi Won-joon bothered and teased him so much. A person’s sadistic nature is truly scary.
“What, what are you thinking about that you’re smiling like a pervert?”
“It’s nothing….”
Lee-eum pretended not to know and then threw two fishing rods into the reservoir and fixed them to the ground. Looking at the sky, there were quite a few dark clouds. Perhaps because of that, the float swayed with the waves whenever the wind blew. Lee-eum took out beer and drinks from the icebox and handed a drink to Choi Won-joon.
Choi Won-joon’s eyebrows went up when he saw the drink.
“What about my beer?”
“Who’s going to drive if we both drink?”
“So you brought me along to use as a chauffeur?”
As soon as he nodded, Choi Won-joon opened the icebox and took out a beer.
“Let’s drink fairly and call a designated driver.”
“It’s hard to get a designated driver here.”
“Or we can sleep over.”
“Where?”
“There’s the canopy.”
Lee-eum laughed in disbelief. When he asked how they could sleep together in such a cramped place, Choi Won-joon smiled slyly and retorted that they could sleep while hugging. He told him not to even dream about it and put down the half-drunk beer, just in case.
Then he looked at the reservoir, but it was calm.
Usually, fish were often caught, but today, there wasn’t even a nibble. Lee-eum sat leaning and rested his chin on his hand. Just looking at the calm water made his dizzy mind feel a little more at ease.
After admiring it for a while, he turned his head because it was quiet, and Choi Won-joon was looking at him, not the water, in a similar pose. Their eyes met, and Lee-eum became embarrassed for no reason and avoided his gaze.
But then, the float moved. He hurriedly lifted the fishing rod, and it was quite heavy. Excited, he reeled it in diligently, but what was dangling from the end of the hook was not a fish but a blue boot.
Lee-eum collected it with a stiff expression and then checked inside. It was filled with mud, probably because it had been in the water for a long time. As he unknowingly felt relieved, Choi Won-joon came next to him with an amused expression and spoke.
“Were you expecting a severed foot or something?”
Lee-eum put the boot aside and opened the bait container.
“I was worried because the boot was heavy….”
“Most people wouldn’t think that.”
“It’s an occupational hazard…. I always think about the worst-case scenario. I tell the families to have hope that they’re okay, but in reality, we know. It’s over. They’re dead. We just can’t say it out loud.”
“The worst…. I’m curious what the worst is for Hyung and me.”
Lee-eum didn’t answer and took out an earthworm.
“Come here. I’ll show you how to put on an earthworm.”
Choi Won-joon strongly refused, and Lee-eum was genuinely curious about what kind of reaction he would have if he threw the earthworm at him. At that moment, the sound of raindrops falling on the parasol was heard. Ah, Lee-eum looked up at the sky and frowned.
“The weather forecast didn’t say anything about rain.”
“Let’s pack up. This isn’t rain that will stop easily.”
As Choi Won-joon said, the sky was black, and the raindrops were getting thicker. The two of them packed up the parasol and fishing rods and put them in the trunk of the car. After taking down the hammock and canopy that were hanging on the trees, they got into the car to avoid the rain.
But they were already soaked. Lee-eum grabbed a towel from the back and handed it to Won-joon. While Won-joon was wiping his wet face, Lee-eum took out the car keys. Then, he belatedly realized that he had drunk alcohol and sighed.
Even though it was only half a can, he couldn’t drink and drive as a police officer. He turned on the app to call a designated driver, but it was harder to get one than usual, probably because of the rain. It was the same even if he widened the range.
Lee-eum sighed and looked out the window. The rain was hitting the window fiercely, pouring so hard that it obscured the view.
“Do you want to sleep in the car until I sober up and then go?”
He asked, but Choi Won-joon didn’t answer. Come to think of it, it was strangely quiet. Turning his head, Lee-eum immediately realized that Choi Won-joon was not in good condition. He was hanging his head and breathing heavily, looking like he was in pain.
“President Choi?”
“…….”
“Are you okay? Does it hurt somewhere?”
Won-joon’s eyes, which had lifted his head, were deeply sunken.
“I’m sorry, but I have my coat in the back seat. There’s a box in the inside pocket. Can you take it out for me?”
Lee-eum hurriedly reached out and grabbed Choi Won-joon’s coat. When he rummaged through the inside pocket, a rectangular box about the size of a hand came out. What is this? Choi Won-joon took the box without a moment to spare and opened the lid.
Inside were a syringe and a vial. Choi Won-joon skillfully took the syringe, removed the cap with his mouth, and inserted the needle into the vial without hesitation. When he pulled the piston back, the liquid quickly filled the syringe.
Lee-eum grabbed his arm in a panic.
“What are you doing right now? What kind of medicine is this?”
Won-joon smiled even though he was struggling.
“It’s not drugs.”
“Then what is it?”
“It’s a suppressant. Rut.”
Rut…?
Lee-eum’s complexion paled. If Omegas have heat cycles, Alphas have Ruts. He had heard that the more dominant they are, the harder it is to suppress, so they sometimes get injections. Choi Won-joon skillfully inserted the needle and bit his lip as the medicine went in, then tilted his head back.
Lee-eum scratched his head in a panic. What should he do in this situation? Should he call an ambulance? No, more than that, is it okay for him to be this close to him?
While he was confused, Choi Won-joon moved his black eyes and looked at Lee-eum. His eyes were full of heat. He didn’t know why his heart dropped when he saw that. Lee-eum flinched and pressed his body against the driver’s side window. Then he took out his cell phone.
“I’ll call an ambulance. Just hang in there.”
The moment he pressed 119, Choi Won-joon snatched his wrist and pulled it with force. Wait, let go. It hurts. A wet voice flowed from Won-joon’s mouth.
“It’s okay, the medicine is in.”
“Are you sure you’re okay…?”
“It’ll subside in 30 minutes.”
It takes 30 minutes? Choi Won-joon still didn’t let go of Lee-eum’s wrist.
“Can’t Assistant manager help me?”
“Just hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.”
“Is it okay if I go to the hospital like this and strange rumors spread?”
Lee-eum swallowed hard. That wouldn’t do. Besides, he was in the same situation not long ago, and Choi Won-joon helped him. Of course, it was Choi Won-joon who caused it. While he was hesitating, his wrist had already been taken over by Choi Won-joon.
“Come over here.”
Even his voice was damp and humid.
“If you leave me like this, I might really act like a son of a bitch. Huh?”
At the desperate voice, Lee-eum eventually let go. As if he had been waiting, Choi Won-joon pulled the seat back as far as possible and pulled Lee-eum. As he moved as he was led, he was already straddling his thighs.
He was about to die of embarrassment when he faced him in his right mind. When he tried to avoid his gaze, Choi Won-joon grabbed his chin and made him look straight at him. He had only made eye contact, but his dick was hardening under his ass, growing as if it would break through his pants.
“C-can I just stay still like this…?”
Then Choi Won-joon grabbed Lee-eum’s ass hard. Ah, when he panicked and tried to take it off, he started moving his waist from below. Choi Won-joon’s dick was blatantly rubbing between his buttocks, and as he panicked and tried to return to his original position, Choi Won-joon’s lips came right up to his nose.
“Open your mouth. I’m going to put my tongue in.”