By Zephyria 
Lee-eum woke up naturally from the heaviness. Was he having sleep paralysis? But surprisingly, Choi Won-joon was on top of him, smiling. Completely naked, he was moving his hips between Lee-eum’s legs.
“Choi Won-,”
Before he could finish, Choi Won-joon devoured his lips and grabbed his cock, shaking it. Lee-eum felt dizzy, having experienced the sensation once before. The more he struggled to push him away, telling him to stop, the rougher the hand movements became. Even biting his lip and slapping his cheek didn’t make Choi Won-joon budge.
“Ahjussi…. You like Young-shik, right? Just let me put it in once. Huh?”
At the desperate voice, Lee-eum grabbed Won-joon’s shoulders. As he angrily told him to get off, Choi Won-joon’s cock touched his hole. Uh-oh? There was no way to stop the cock from forcing its way in, widening the hole and slipping in like a snake.
It didn’t hurt as much as he thought, and it felt good. He was being roughly pounded to the point where his head was shaking, and electricity surged from his toes. Ahh! He groaned without realizing it, and Won-joon curled up the corners of his lips beautifully, whispering in his ear.
“Does Young-shik’s cock taste good?”
Huh! Lee-eum shot up and sat up in bed. Startled, he looked around, but darkness still lingered. After turning on the bedside lamp, he first lifted the blanket and looked down. He was wearing pants, and his cock was properly attached.
Ah, damn it. He rubbed his face roughly, annoyed, and then lay back down. Even in his dreams, he was being tormented…. He was even chasing him into his dreams to harass him. He shuddered and closed his eyes, but he couldn’t fall asleep easily.
He used to fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but lately, he had more and more restless nights. On those days, fatigue built up quickly, and he was exhausted by evening.
Did he catch insomnia from that damn guy….
In the end, Lee-eum gave up on sleeping and came out to the living room, sitting there blankly.
【I was kidnapped when I was young. I couldn’t sleep for three days and nights. I was afraid I would die if I fell asleep.】
【I’m not trying to flirt, I came to you to save me. If you’re a detective, you shouldn’t turn away someone who came to you to save them.】
If he was that desperate, he should have asked politely. Who would want to help someone who secretly drugged them and lied like it was nothing? He should be grateful he wasn’t thrown in jail. And yesterday, he handed him an unpleasant white bouquet, saying he was sorry. Isn’t white usually offered to dead people?
Lee-eum shook his head, replaying things one by one. He shouldn’t keep thinking about it.
“Get lost. Shoo- Begone, demon!”
He mumbled and dozed off for a while, but when he came to his senses, it was almost time to go to work. Lee-eum woke up his sluggish mind with a cold shower and hurried to get ready to leave. He came outside, and the opposite front door caught his eye. Choi Won-joon didn’t seem to be staying here after all. He thought, “He must be rolling in money,” but he was relieved.
He drove to work, and the weather was clear again today. This time of year, transitioning from spring to summer, was Lee-eum’s favorite season. He turned up the volume on the radio, and cheerful music flowed out.
He nodded his head and sang along, and before he knew it, he had arrived in front of the police station. He greeted people as he entered the office, but the atmosphere was unusually chaotic. Lee-eum called Nam-soo.
“What’s going on? Where’s Team leader?”
Nam-soo dragged his chair over and lowered his voice.
“He was called in by the Chief.”
“Why?”
“The Omega in the detention center had a Rut this morning. There was a mistake, and they put him in with an Alpha. Detective Park saw it, and they were both stark naked, uh….”
Lee-eum frowned. Usually, when detaining someone, they are classified by their registered traits in the system. This was to prepare for any possible situation, but it happened to occur today. He pictured the Team leader’s face as he was being scolded by the Chief.
“What happened to those people?”
“The paramedics came and gave them inhibitors and sedatives, so they fell asleep. No, maybe they’re pretending to be asleep. They’re young, so how embarrassing would it be to be panting naked in front of others?”
“…….”
“Sunbae and I are lucky to be Betas. We don’t have to lose our minds because of those pheromones. Imagine going into Rut while catching a criminal. Horrible.”
Lee-eum couldn’t answer and just smiled bitterly. Come to think of it, he did feel particularly out of his mind when he was doing that with Choi Won-joon. At first, he thought it was because of the pheromones, but why did he feel that way the second time? Choi Won-joon wasn’t even in Rut.
More than anything, what kind of expression would Nam-soo make if he knew I was an Omega?
Would he treat me the same way he does now?
“Oh, you said you were going to the Southern District today, right?”
“In the afternoon.”
“Then I’ll go to the Prosecutor’s Office this morning. There’s something missing from the evidence items in the House case.”
“Give it to me. I’ll go.”
“Sunbae-nim?”
“I’ll go and meet Prosecutor Jeong.”
Nam-soo was happy that he was taking some of the work off his hands, and Lee-eum took the evidence from him, grabbed his coat, and went outside. Just then, the Team leader was stomping down from upstairs. He greeted him, and the Team leader asked where he was going.
“To the Prosecutor’s Office. To deliver evidence items.”
“Let’s go to the front together. I need to have a cigarette before going back in.”
“Was the Chief very angry?”
As they went outside, the Team leader put a cigarette in his mouth, frowned deeply, and lit it.
“What’s there to say? The police are already in an uproar because of Kim Ji-cheol’s recording, and then they caused another accident. As if I told them to hook up. Right?”
“He’s always like that.”
“It’s worse these days. I think he’s going through menopause. Last time, he suddenly asked me to have a drink and started complaining to me. He asked me to help him get promoted this time. I can barely manage myself, how can I help him? He wasn’t like this when he was active, people change. Ugh, I’m tired of it.”
The Team leader finished his cigarette, patted Lee-eum on the shoulder, and went inside, telling him to have a good day. Lee-eum headed to his car, put the evidence in the passenger seat, and started the engine.
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“The Prosecutor is out for a while.”
“Ah, is that so?”
Lee-eum handed the envelope containing the evidence to the investigator, explained the circumstances of the omission, and asked him to pass it on to Prosecutor Jeong. Then he left the Prosecutor’s Office, and a familiar car drove in.
Soon, the car stopped, and Jeong Dae-han got out and hurried over.
“Lee-eum-ah!”
He waved happily, and Lee-eum saw his childhood self.
“What brings you here?”
“There was something missing from the evidence I sent the other day. I gave it to your investigator.”
“I see….”
An awkward silence fell. They had been to the brink of death together, but after that day, it was a little uncomfortable to see Jeong Dae-han. Choi Won-joon’s words weren’t all lies.
“Then I’ll go. Later,”
“Have you had breakfast?”
“Huh?”
“The day I got drunk and slept at your place, we were going to have breakfast together, right? I was wondering if you hadn’t eaten yet, we could eat together. The restaurant isn’t far. It’s right in front. I went there on my first day after being assigned here, and it was really good.”
Jeong Dae-han, waiting for an answer, looked somewhat nervous. When Lee-eum nodded, a smile finally spread across his face.
The two left the Prosecutor’s Office and stood side by side in front of the traffic lights. The restaurant Jeong Dae-han mentioned was actually a place Lee-eum occasionally went to when he visited the Prosecutor’s Office. But seeing Jeong Dae-han’s excited expression, he couldn’t be honest.
They went inside the restaurant, took a seat, and a staff member came to take their order. Jeong Dae-han poured water for Lee-eum and placed the utensils in front of him. Then, as he was talking about work, his cell phone rang.
“Ah, yes, Head of department. Yes? Now? I understand…. I’ll go up right away.”
Jeong Dae-han, having finished the call, looked somewhat embarrassed, and Lee-eum smiled and waved him off. Jeong Dae-han took his wallet out of his jacket, placed it on the table, and quickly continued.
“If you need to pay, use my card. I’ll be right back. I’ll really be right back. 10 minutes, no, 5 minutes. Okay? Don’t leave.”
Then he ran out of the restaurant. It would take at least 5 more minutes just to wait for the light to change. Lee-eum couldn’t help but laugh, feeling the urgency even in his retreating figure. Then he became a little worried. Did he have no one to have breakfast with? Or was I his only friend?
As the staff member brought over the hot earthenware pot and placed it down, he moved Jeong Dae-han’s wallet, which was in the center, to the side.
“Thank you.”
After greeting him, he picked up his spoon and stared blankly at the wallet he had just touched. The first day Jeong Dae-han gave him his business card, a small piece of paper fell to the floor, and he hurriedly picked it up and hid it.
At the time, Lee-eum suspected that he might be doing drugs. He had seen a type that was made of paper and stuck to the tongue, and the shape was quite similar. After confirming that Jeong Dae-han was gone, Lee-eum took his wallet and subtly opened it.
He opened it one by one and looked inside, and sure enough, there was a small, stamp-sized piece of paper tucked behind the business card. Lee-eum put his finger in and grabbed it.
Huh?
Lee-eum was thrown into confusion as he identified the object. Soon after, the restaurant door burst open, and Jeong Dae-han ran in. His face was flushed, and he was panting, but when his eyes met Lee-eum’s, it turned completely red, like a ripe tomato.
Lee-eum looked back and forth between Jeong Dae-han at the door and his own childhood ID photo in his hand.
Why do you have this….