By Zephyria 
“Huh?”
“You really don’t like me?”
“Huh?”
Haon turned his body in fluster. It really was too close.
After hesitating while looking at his face, Haon finally opened his mouth.
“You keep asking similar questions. I don’t like you, senior.”
But I can understand why he keeps asking that question. Honestly, this is my fault for causing a misunderstanding.
“Of course… what was caught on video was just drunken behavior.”
I placed my hand over my heart and swore there wasn’t a single lie.
I didn’t avoid Cha Jeong-won’s gaze either. I thought my sincerity would be conveyed better that way.
But… This man’s red lips kept tugging at Haon’s nerves.
What could be the reason they were so bewitchingly red just from waking up? The pretty lips parted, revealing neat teeth.
And then the red tongue appeared…
“Then there’s only one thing left.”
He uttered incomprehensible words.
“What did you promise to receive?”
“…Huh?”
It was so unexpected that Haon looked up at him with a dazed expression.
“You were like this yesterday too.”
Cha Jeong-won glanced at my arm as if to confirm, then raised his head. It was as if he was saying this was the arm Haon had clung to yesterday.
“You said you liked me, and that you wanted to have something.”
His calm voice was like a tranquil lake that no one disturbed, but Haon, who was listening, felt an oddly chilling sensation down his spine.
“That was just because of the alcohol…”
“What did my mother promise to give you?”
Cha Jeong-won casually cut off Haon’s words and interjected.
“That you’d cling to me like that.”
“…What are you talking about?”
Why is his mother being brought up here?
The blood drained from Haon’s face and then rushed back. His voice rose a pitch.
Why is Cha Jeong-won’s mother being mentioned here?
“Are you saying I received something from her?”
“Otherwise, there’s no reason for you to come onto me.”
Cha Jeong-won said calmly.
It wasn’t even a definitive statement. Even though it was a speculative remark, it had bite.
Haon’s mouth fell open.
“Wow.”
An expression of disbelief came out first.
“Senior, really…”
He took a deep breath, then covered his mouth and nose with his hand again. Whether it was because of the pheromones or this ridiculous situation, his head felt even hotter.
“What do you take me for?”
“A gold digger.”
Cha Jeong-won retorted.
“Who was it that grabbed my arm and hung on, refusing to let go?”
“That was me…”
Haon stammered.
“When I drink, I get a bit, you know, clingy…”
“You can speak comfortably.”
His tone somehow became more relaxed.
“If you’d at least received money from her, it would be less unfair. I’m upset because I didn’t get anything.”
Haon glared sharply. Bringing up his mother a second time meant he hadn’t believed me from the first denial. That made me even angrier.
“On the contrary, it’s me.”
Haon swallowed the saliva that had pooled in his mouth. Since that guy keeps bringing up his mother, I’ll do the same.
“I got into an accident because of you, got trapped in an elevator because of you, blacked out because of you.”
I fired back in the same manner as before.
With each word, my breathing grew rougher.
“Even if you’re sorry, shouldn’t you avoid saying things like whether I like you or if I was paid?”
Only after pouring out all the words did I realize I had just blamed Cha Jeong-won. They were all complaints-like statements.
Cha Jeong-won quietly watched Haon panting before calmly uttering, “Just admit it.”
“Admit what?”
“That you like me.”
What the hell…
Haon abruptly raised his hand and placed it on Cha Jeong-won’s body.
“Is this a wall?”
Otherwise, it wouldn’t feel like I’m talking to a wall.
Interpreting Haon’s struggle in some way, Cha Jeong-won’s gaze fixed intently on Haon’s hand resting on his chest.
“Maybe things reset when you wake up in the morning. How many times is this conversation now?”
What should I say here to make him completely sick of it?
“You keep clinging to me annoyingly.”
“Why do you keep saying that?!”
Haon almost screamed.
His ears turned red and his breathing became rough.
It was more anger than a racing heart. He was so angry that he could look straight at Cha Jeong-won’s handsome face.
What’s the use of being so handsome? The person is weird!
“There’s no reason.”
Cha Jeong-won narrowed his eyes.
“If it’s not my mother, you have no reason to act like this.”
Haon waved his hand vigorously.
“What do you mean no reason? There’s the sweet room!”
The faint pheromones still enveloped the two. It was a situation he couldn’t ignore, but his rational brain was spinning rapidly.
“Not to show you the space, but to let you rest.”
The hotel’s advertising slogan, which he had thought about repeatedly and couldn’t forget for a while, popped out of Haon’s mouth.
Rather than being accused of talking about money from a mother he never received, it seemed better to honestly say he was envious of winning the sweet room.
“I was envious that you won the sweet room there. I never get to go to such places, I just wanted to see it for myself.”
Haon spread both palms wide to emphasize his innocence.
“That’s all. That’s the only thing about you I could be envious of, senior.”
“…”
“And not all Omegas are the same.”
Haon paused to catch his breath before speaking.
“Even if your mother promised something, I’m not the type to just bite at anything.”
I don’t know exactly what Cha Jeong-won’s mother is offering, but from the conversation so far, it seems like she’s trying to attach an Omega to Cha Jeong-won.
But how could I, a clueless person, do that?
Of course, one could retort that being clueless doesn’t mean I can’t. But Haon could declare proudly: That’s something only people who know how to seduce do. I can’t do that kind of thing!
From childhood until now, my life has been filled with art and raising my twin sibling!
The excuses that suddenly came to mind felt pathetic. Haon gave an awkward cough and tried to wrap up the situation.
“So from now on.”
He said while grabbing the doorknob again.
“Don’t ever say things like that. Next time, I’ll ignore that you’re my senior and older and bite you.”
This time, he pulled the doorknob he was holding firmly.
Click. The door opened halfway.
At that moment, a low laugh flowed very briefly from behind.
Unable to ask the reason for the laugh, Haon almost fled out.
The hallway air felt particularly cold. Haon hurriedly pressed the elevator button. Unable to wait even for that, fearing Cha Jeong-won might follow, he exited through the emergency staircase.
“Really…”
Haon barely swallowed the curse that was about to come out.
“Why do we keep getting entangled?”
Muttering to himself, Haon came down the stairs and entered the house. As soon as he opened the door, he roughly kicked off his sneakers and went in. Kim Hyun-gyu, who was in the living room, peeked his head over the back of the sofa.
“Hey. You yesterday…”
Without even listening to Kim Hyun-gyu speaking, Haon threw himself onto the bed. And pulled the blanket up over his head.
“…”
Kim Hyun-gyu approached the bed.
“Hey, I’m talking to you and you just go? By the way, yesterday with Cha Jeong-won senior…”
“Ughhh!”
The blanket shook.
Instead of answering, his feet went out first. Inside the blanket, Haon kicked relentlessly toward empty space.
Thump thump. Even though the mood was quite fierce, only dull thudding sounds were heard.
Kim Hyun-gyu looked down at Haon and asked,
“That’s why you shouldn’t have drunk so much.”
Kim Hyun-gyu thought Haon was embarrassed about yesterday’s events, but Haon couldn’t care less.
“Why did I bring up the sweet room there?!”
Kim Hyun-gyu blinked.
“What? You didn’t actually go to a hotel with the senior, did you?”
While Kim Hyun-gyu’s misunderstanding deepened, Haon gritted his teeth, recalling the conversation he just had with Cha Jeong-won.
“What kind of person does he see me as now?”
Haon tightly hugged the blanket.
“I should have just been envious. Was I coveting, wishing I had that kind of luck too? At this point, I deserve to be cursed at.”
He even answered himself.
Haon clenched his fists tightly. I’m really going crazy.
Then he pushed the blanket away roughly and sat up.
“No, why does that guy keep treating me like that… What is it? Excessive self-awareness should have its limits.”
I wanted to question what reason he had for not believing me.
“I should have just not mentioned the sweet room and said, Yes! I’m trying to seduce you! Damn it!”
The last part was almost a scream.
Kim Hyun-gyu leaned against the doorframe, watching, and chuckled.
“Hey. Do you really like Jeong-won senior?”
“What nonsense!”
Haon shouted.
“Yeah? But to anyone looking, it seems like you like that person.”