By Zephyria 
…Why is he staring so intently?
Feeling awkward, Eun-myeong shifted his hips from side to side. His plump cheeks puffed up slightly. Even while feeling this discomfort, he was secretly glad that the man wasn’t ignoring him.
He really had no backbone. He hated him, yet he missed him; he wanted to eat with him and talk to him. His heart was so fickle that even he couldn’t handle it.
I’m like this, but I wonder what the Boss is thinking as he looks at me. Eun-myeong glanced at him.
Due to the overhead light, the pupils sunken deep within the eye sockets were invisible. He looked strangely subdued. His large ribcage expanded and contracted in deep breaths. The ashtray beside him was filled with cigarette butts, standing up like a hedgehog.
Maybe he’s in a bad mood…. Eun-myeong’s face clouded over.
Tick, tack, tick, tack.
As silence fell, the sound of the clock in the hotel became audible. Naturally, thoughts of his Noona came to mind. She was an office worker, so she wouldn’t be able to answer the phone if it was too late.
“I’m just going to call my Noona for a moment….”
Eun-myeong slowly turned his back to the man. Perhaps the call to his Noona was half an excuse, and perhaps he simply wanted to escape this overwhelming atmosphere.
He cautiously approached the nightstand and picked up the provided phone. Trrrr, the dial tone sounded as if it were curling inward. Soon, a voice saying “Hello?” was heard.
“…Uh, Noona.”
At his words, a voice filled with worry—sounding almost like a scolding—asked why he hadn’t been in touch for so long.
“I’m sorry, I lost my cell phone, so I couldn’t contact you.”
—How? You were so happy when you got a new one….
He felt a prickle at the back of his neck; static electricity had occurred. Eun-myeong repeatedly brushed down the messy hair at the back of his head. Yet, his back still tingled, making him suspect that the Boss was still glaring at him. The nape of Eun-myeong’s neck shrank.
“I don’t know, I don’t really remember. Maybe I lost it while working on the boat, or maybe it fell into the sea….”
He mumbled vaguely, his left eye blinking rapidly. At a glance, it might be mistaken for a wink or an act of cuteness, but it was a habit that popped out unconsciously whenever he lied.
—It must be frustrating without one. It would be nice if you at least had a free phone.
Suddenly, a dark shadow stretched over Eun-myeong’s socks. When he looked back, the man had already stepped inside from the terrace and was leaning his massive frame against the doorframe.
“Yeah, make sure you eat well, …I’ll hang up now.”
He carefully put the phone down. With a cigarette in his mouth, the man spoke in an indistinct voice. He beckoned with a large hand, as if calling a dog.
“Come here.”
Then came that low voice. For a moment, Eun-myeong’s heart throbbed. His chest trembled as if someone had gripped it painfully and then let go. He felt like rushing to him right then and there, but he hesitated.
“I’ve been handling a lot of fish, so I probably smell.”
It was certain that a bizarre smell was swirling around his body. It felt terribly unfair. What if the man changed his mind and stopped looking at him because of this? His heart raced. Thinking he should quickly go wash up, he tried to turn toward the bathroom.
“I’ll go wash….”
“…Hmm.”
The man brought the tiger lighter to his mouth. A grinding sound leaked out. He had bitten down on the top of the lighter.
…Oh, he really is in a bad mood.
There were a few habits of the man that Eun-myeong had naturally learned while living skin-to-skin in the same room; the man tended to clench his jaw when he was displeased.
Though Eun-myeong had spent his whole life reading people’s moods, it seemed his social skills were bottom-of-the-barrel. He hadn’t learned how to navigate such situations wisely. Fearing he might irritate him further, Eun-myeong approached him on tiptoe.
“I really will smell….”
Please don’t hate me, he murmured softly.
“Boss, is something wrong?”
He stood before the man with his hands clasped like a child being punished. The man’s eyes stared directly at Eun-myeong’s face as if piercing through it. Fluttering, Eun-myeong felt a compulsion to say something to break this heavy silence.
“I went to roll the nets today and we caught a lot of fish…. Some even had roe.”
Eun-myeong laughed awkwardly, like someone with a fishhook caught in their mouth.
“I even got a bit of a bonus.”
He hadn’t intended to take the daily wage, but not only did the captain insist, he had generously given him an extra 50,000 won.
Following that, after rambling through trivial stories about the shop, he ran out of things to say. Eun-myeong slowly pressed his lips together. Silence heavily crossed between the two of them once more.
Moreover, facing the man like this, the words Yong-hee had said about him floated up.
‘What the hell does that old fogey see in you to trust you? Do you know how many rich, pretty women there are in Seoul? He probably has several hidden away even now.’
When Eun-myeong had pushed him away, Yong-hee had spat those words out in a fit of rage. He criticized without hesitation, his tongue like a blade. Meanwhile, Eun-myeong’s heart was sliced into pieces like minced meat. He had been struggling to piece it back together.
‘He’s just a bastard who’s going to throw you away eventually, so don’t waste your heart on him. You’re the only one who’ll get hurt, Hyung.’
Yong-hee had poked painfully at Eun-myeong’s heart, telling him to stop talking nonsense. He looked down upon Eun-myeong’s feelings as if they were troublesome food waste.
He knew that even a sliver of affection was a luxury. But, for now, he just liked being together like this.
“Boss….”
Just then, vrrr, vrrr. The cell phone in the man’s hand vibrated. Eun-myeong’s gaze drifted toward it. When he saw the caller ID read ‘Chairman Go,’ Eun-myeong’s shoulder blades jumped. For a moment, his vision felt empty.
Please don’t answer, don’t answer, Eun-myeong prayed inwardly, but the man betrayed his prayer.
“Yes, this is Kang Pyeong-won, Chairman.”
While Eun-myeong stood there blankly, his vision feeling as if it had burned black, a large hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him. In a daze, Eun-myeong followed and ended up sitting on the man’s thigh.
“Haha, the baby? He’s doing well. I should bring him to greet you soon, but he’s not ready yet….”
He let the words melt away like a sigh.
―…….
A voice flowed out, rambling about Songhwa-gu. Eun-myeong looked up at the man with an anxious heart.
“Then of course there are many things to prepare.”
His firm jaw shifted. His eyes were still aimed at Eun-myeong. He was seeing exactly how the white body in his arms was trembling and despairing.
“I’ll have to give him proper sex education, and I must teach him manners so he doesn’t accidentally offend the Chairman.”
Then, was the reason the man was keeping him also to provide such education? Was that really all…? Anxiety scorched his insides again.
“Ah, Viagra?”
Then, the man whispered something suggestive into Eun-myeong’s fuzzy earlobe.
‘…This old man says his dick gets rock hard just thinking about the baby?’
The smell of alcohol wafted from him. Come to think of it, an orange liquor bottle sat on the small table attached to the terrace. He must have been drinking while smoking.
“Yes, I know a good place, so I’ll have some sent to your house.”
With that, the call ended. The man slid his hand inside Eun-myeong’s pants. When the cold metal of the watch touched his bare skin, Eun-myeong jumped.
“He must be losing sleep just thinking about eating this baby; what am I going to do with him.”
The man sneered as if it were hilarious. He gripped Eun-myeong’s plump butt firmly and, out of habit, slid his index finger under the crease of the buttock to rub it.
“Legs are slender and pretty, the butt is plump, and the pubic hair is as soft as hair.”
The man’s large, hot hand kneaded Eun-myeong’s slender thigh before winding the pubic hair around his fingers.
“But you don’t keep your pubic hair in check. You left some on Mister’s bed last night. People might misunderstand, right? They’ll think Mister has a lover.”
Eun-myeong’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry.”
He felt so ashamed he wanted to melt away into the air. The man gave a short laugh.
“Before, you weren’t an Omega, so there was no risk of getting pregnant even if I came deep inside. Now that you’re an Omega, you’ve become a nuisance.”
Eun-myeong suppressed the surge of resentment inside. He had to swallow his sorrow because of this man who shamed him with such heartless words.
Yet, at the same time, the words that he had become a “nuisance” made Eun-myeong anxious.
He wondered what would happen if the man decided to find someone else. The man inverted the liquor bottle into a small glass and poured it lavishly. He downed it in one go and then spoke.
“Then today, can I dump something else into the baby’s hole?”
“Something else…?”
When Eun-myeong asked, the man smiled with eyes gleaming with madness.
“Yeah, I’ve had some drinks, so I feel the urge to pee. There’s no need to go far, right, since I have this here?”
He squeezed Eun-myeong’s butt tightly. At those inhuman words, Eun-myeong looked up at the man with his mouth agape.
“The baby might not get pregnant, but the urine poison might rise.”
He added that it was fine if he didn’t want to. The man chuckled, mentioning another Omega who had begged him to pee in their mouth. To that, Eun-myeong quickly realized.
If he refused, the man would abandon him and leave.
Thump, his heart dropped from his chest to his lower abdomen.