Vol. 1 Chapter 8.1 - Blue blooded
This time, Aelock would really have nowhere to go if he got abandoned again. He tried not to be arrogant like he was during his second pregnancy. He didn’t lash out at the servants who brought him meals, nor did he starve himself. He tried to live quietly and obediently as much as he could.
But it wasn’t easy at all to do things he had never done before in his life. He cut his fingers too many times while peeling potatoes, so the soup ended up boiling with his blood. He tore his clothes to shreds while doing laundry. It took him all day to light the fire pit in the kitchen, and sometimes he bumped his head while cleaning and got a bruise. Nevertheless, he still managed to do it.
Klopp came once a day. He looked around the cabin without saying any words and checked if Aelock was okay. While Klopp was checking if the omega he owned stayed safe overnight, Aelock was too nervous to say anything and just stood there observing Klopp too.
Klopp always looked like a hero from Northern mythology. He looked like an intellect in his reserved clothing but still looked strong like an alpha, and he could embrace him passionately when he went into heat. After everything that happened, sometimes Aelock would get scared and sad, but he was still happy. Sometimes when their eyes met, Aelock awkwardly smiled. Then Klopp frowned as if he was offended and glared at him.
“You really have no self-esteem....”
Aelock already knew what Klopp was going to call him without hearing it. There was a time when Aelock was full of jealousy that he outrightly insulted Klopp, saying that if he had no self-esteem, he was not human but a bug. There was the time when Aelock had tried to berate his beloved wife, and Klopp, who was his fiancé then, had stepped in, so Aelock had berated him instead.
Klopp remembered all of that. He must have a really good memory.
Aelock just smiled.
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“I don’t want anything. I just wanted to mention it. I’m satisfied now as it is.”
His dark auburn eyes flickered with interest, but when Aelock smiled, they quickly turned into displeasure. He despised Aelock’s smile so much. But Aelock always unconsciously smiled, and the air always became cold. It just couldn’t be helped.
Occasionally, Klopp would stare at him absentmindedly. But he didn’t say anything. When he looked at him like that, Aelock didn’t know how he should respond, so he just sat still with a thin smile, staring back at him.
Sometimes, almost imperceptible, Klopp would return a momentary smile. When that happened, Aelock felt his heart pounding. His fingertips trembled, so he deliberately grabbed the hem of his shirt and crumpled it. He wanted to keep looking at that smile, but he didn’t want Klopp to notice his blushing cheeks, so he deliberately turned his head away.
“I am the one who feels uncomfortable.”
Klopp stood up, leaving incomprehensible words behind, and left without further actions. He could have stayed a little longer.
Left alone, Aelock found himself wondering what to do in the center of the cabin that had suddenly turned into winter. He wiggled his frozen toes for a bit, then stood up and walked aimlessly around the empty space. He grabbed a potato on the table and put it down, then wiped the back of an empty chair that Klopp had forgotten to push back in place. And he caught a glimpse of himself in the dusty mirror hanging on the wall.
His unruly hair had grown quite long. The hair that he had cut short when he last came back to the cabin was now long enough to reach his shoulders. His once golden and lustrous hair was now dull and ugly. As he glanced at his face, he noticed that his cheeks had sunken in, and his eyes had lost their sparkle. Aelock smiled faintly without any hint of arrogance. He felt awkward looking at his own reflection, but he also felt somewhat familiar with it. After a while, he realized who the person in the mirror looked like.
Ah. That smile Klopp made wasn’t directed at me.
His chest ached.