'Of course.' He feels a pat from the omega and decides to just accept it without making a scene. Of course he did, Chansol would already shared it with him seeing as they are now bonded pairs.
'I feel like I owe you an apology.'
Looking at the slightly chubby male, he notices the face of true regret. 'I thought the same thing when I met him few days ago. But you can't hide your mate's scent right? Even if you're a noble…'
'You smelled him on Won-?' Jeongmin suddenly closes his mouth with both his hands, afraid that it would trigger something. Minwoo pretends he didn't see it, trying to focus on what Seungyun was about to say. This is the first time he heard about it from someone outside the pack. Moreover, coming from Seungyun who spends a lot of time with him, if he says he senses Minwoo on Wonho, it is probably true. And that, he doesn't want to hear.
'But yeah. You're obviously still a single, narcissistic noble so that's weird.' Laughing it off awkwardly, the trio continues chatting until nothing is left in their cans. They will never say it, but all three are very much confused with the whole situation the noble managed to catch himself into.
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Four days. It took four days until Chris finally called him back. And in that four days, Minwoo had taken a few pills, skipped a few classes, and spent his time punching bags at the gym until his knuckles and elbow bruised, only to put bandages over them and start again. At least, the pain and fatigue took his mind away from Wonho and he could finally have a good sleep.
Taking a few moments to catch his breath, Minwoo answers the phone and walks towards the vending machine to lean against the nearby wall without bothering anyone. He hears pieces of paper being flipped in the background, documents Chris got on the omega, he assumes. There is a sigh, to which Minwoo rolls his eyes in annoyance. After a few moments of silence, Chris finally asks, 'What do you wanna know?'
Everything, he wants to say. Everything on Seo Wonho. He knows the man has the info in his hands right now. He should just ask him to send it to his address.
…But that is private information. He realizes that. He knows what he is doing is wrong. Thinking for the best question to ask to bring himself a peace of mind, he finally inquires, 'Is he a part of the group you took out?'
The answer is negative. That is a relief to hear… That is all he needed. With just a word from the Chinese, he feels as if half the weight on his shoulders is gone.
He hears the documents being put down, and there is an eerie silence that he dreads. Not because it is peaceful, but because he can somehow hear the butler rubbing his face, inhaling deeply, as if preparing himself to deliver a bad news. 'Young Master, he was in the west district that night. If that is what you wanted to know.'
That, is not what he expected. Why? What is…? What? Did Wonho just happens to be in the club? 'He was involved in another case.'
So, he is a part of another crime? Maybe he is right about them being conmen. Or maybe they are street gangsters. He can imagine them mugging people on the street because, they are actually not as innocent as they initially seemed. He thought they were, but he was beaten by that beta and almost got another from their main alpha. And Wonho? The man can really make someone shake in fear just by staring at them coldly. Or maybe they are involved in drugs? Because that Chansol kid seems like someone who is high all the time…
'No. He was the victim.'
Owh. That makes sense too. Wonho may look like that but based on their short time together, Minwoo decides the omega is more of a house cat. Always looking uninterested and act aggressive when deep down, he wants to be petted and taken care of. He will never actually hurt anyone. Not Wonho.
'Of what?'
'Group sexual assault.'
'What?' Standing back up on his two feet, Minwoo closes his free ear to dilute the noise and quickly walks out of the gym, running towards the back, trying to find someplace quiet where he can be alone. People back there were too loud he thought he misheard something, 'Group sexual assault?
'Yes.'
'Group? More than one?' He asks again, conveniently assuming the man mistook the word because, he is not a native Korean speaker. And also, because he didn't want to believe that.
'Six. They found six different samples. And he was marked.'
His knees almost give in and Minwoo leans against the rough wall. He can literally feel the blood disappearing from his lips, and the eye area because he is starting to see white. His heart is beating violently, threatening to jump out of his ribcage, and he hears buzzing in his ears. He knows something like that happened to Wonho which caused him to act all crazy, he can accept that. But…
Never in his dreams, would he thought… six…
Shit…No wonder…
Swallowing hard to wet his sore throat, Minwoo clears it a few times before he can find his voice, though still hoarse, 'Who?'
'They only identified two.'
'WHO??' He will to find those fuckers and kill them!! He will rip them apart and throw the human trash into the sewer to be fucking feasted on by rats. How dare they? To Wonho??
'There's no information on that. All of them are alphas, based on the reports.'
Alphas? Fuck… No wonder…
All his crazy words and actions during his heat makes sense now. It finally makes sense. The slap he received at the lake, his curses at Minwoo for being an alpha…
He would hate his kind too if he is-
He would run away from himself too if it happened to him…
Shit. A teardrop can be felt, tracing down towards his lips. What is happening to him? Is he crying? For what? It isn't as if it happened to him. Shit. Why can't he stop crying? What the fuck?
'-ster? Minwoo-sshi?'
Owh god. They only found two out of the six… 'Did I-?'