CH 20

After a short phone call with Cho-seung, Ha-hyun twisted his flowing hair.

“Nest…”

Should I make it?

Ha-hyun, who had never made a nest before, was worried about the clothes full of Cho-seung’s pheromone.

He didn’t have a single alpha he was close enough to make a nest with and above all, he, a recessive omega, never felt the need to do so.

Even if he had heat, he could control it with medicine and he only had heat once a quarter. In many ways, the situation was like that, so even when Cho-seung left his clothes for making a nest, he wondered if he really needed them.

He obviously thought so.

“I feel like I want to make it.”

He thought it would be cozy and would sleep well.

Ha-hyun, who had been picking out good reasons one by one as if he was persuading himself, eventually took the piled clothes in his arms and moved them to the bedroom. He hated it because the living room floor was hard.

He should have told Cho-seung to move it from there before going.

Still, it was a little too much to ask such a favour of someone who was late for work. He put away the blanket that was lightly smeared with Cho-seung’s pheromone, thanks to sleeping together in bed for about two days, and piled the clothes high and round.

After checking it by pressing it with the palm of his hand, he brought the blanket that he had put away when it became moderately soft. He wrapped himself in the nest, hugging the soft blanket, and enjoyed the scent of pine trees brushing his nose.

“Ah… it’s very addictive.”

They said that even if they had never made it, there was no one who had made it only once and that was exactly what they said.

It was quite ecstatic to feel the scent flowing from the clothes permeate the body. The pheromone that flowed straight from Cho-seung’s body was good, but it seemed that there was nothing like a nest when it was away.

Ha-hyun, who blinked fiercely while enjoying the sense of stability, soon felt heavy in his eyes. In a quiet room with a digital clock in place, there was no ticking sound, and as he was burying himself in the nest, the sleep he hadn’t had before came flooding in.

He yawned and thought for a moment whether he should walk a little since he hadn’t exercised in a long time, but he didn’t intend to actually do it. He had no desire to leave this cozy place. Besides, Cho-seung also told him to stay at home if possible.

Ha-hyun, who made an excuse naturally and closed his eyes, fell asleep while exhaling evenly.

* * *

Cho-seung left the company as soon as it was time for getting off work.

Since he wasn’t an employee who was aiming to leave work on time, a curious gaze followed him, but the team leader who knew the truth didn’t stop him. He left the company without any interruption, bought ingredients for the food Ha-hyun wanted to eat, and hurriedly went home.

“Ha-hyun-ah, I’m here.”

In the quiet living room, he put down the bag containing the ingredients on the table and looked at the sofa first. Did he go out for a while? No, to say the least, the shoes he wore often were still in the hallway.

“Ha-hyun-ah?”

Cho-seung went straight to the bedroom and was stopped by the scent of ylang-ylang.

It was a pheromone that didn’t hide the feeling of drowsiness that had never been smelled before. In an instant, Cho-seung’s expression was relieved to the fullest like a drunk man.

The more he sniffed the pheromone, the more he became more and more lethargic. Cho-seung barely made it to the bedside, and before he knew it, even his eyelids became heavy.

Ha-hyun, a recessive omega, didn’t have strong pheromones, but the scent of ylang-ylang was strong in the bedroom as it was released for a long time in an enclosed space.

“I’m sorry for waking you up.”

When he looked at the kitchen, he seemed to have eaten kimchijjim he so longed for. The problem was dinner.

Seeing Ha-hyun not thinking of waking up even though it was already seven o’clock, Cho-seung sat down on the floor. If he climbed onto the soft bed, he would fall asleep right away and it was uncomfortable to go up in outdoor clothes.

He wanted to make buchujon batter in advance, but he gave up because he was afraid that Ha-hyun wouldn’t want to eat it.

Cho-seung noticed that he couldn’t feel his own pheromone from his clothes anymore, so he let go of the pheromone he was suppressing. Don’t be in too much, but don’t be devoured by Ha-hyun’s pheromone.

As he pondered over the dinner menu, he released enough pheromones into the room and lifted his heavy body.

He went to Busan on the weekend, so he was tired today. First of all, after washing, he looked at Ha-hyun’s condition then Cho-seung yawned and took a step whether he wanted to eat dinner or not.

“Uung…”

Did he wake up?

Cho-seung, who was about to grab the metal handle, stopped moving at the small sound. Ah, should he not wash and prepare dinner right away?

“…you’re here?”

“You didn’t eat dinner.”

“Uung… Did you have a good trip?”

It was ambiguous as if the conversation seemed to be continuing, but the two continued their conversation that way anyway.

Ha-hyun closed his eyes tightly as if his eyelids were still heavy and moved to the bedside. Seeing that he was lying on the edge of the bed and was about to fall, Cho-seung approached Ha-hyun.

“Are you going to wake up?”

“Uung. Please help get me up.”

Cho-seung, who raised Ha-hyun up in line with his stretching arms, didn’t lose his arms wrapped around his waist. Ha-hyun, who clung to Cho-seung like a cicada clinging to the old tree, rubbed his cheek against his shoulder and barely opened his eyes.

“Leave it for tomorrow as well.” (It seems to refer to making a nest)

“Was the nest okay?”

“Ung.”

That’s a relief.

The two left the bedroom, walking at the speed of slugs while facing each other, and naturally headed for the kitchen. Ha-hyun, who was sitting on the chair and was about to fall on the table, was blocked by the bag already taking up his seat.

“What’s this?”

“I bought it to make buchu, lemon syrup, and strawberry syrup.”

“Lemon syrup…?”

He didn’t know what the word touched him, but Ha-hyun’s eyes twinkled. Then he jumped up and trotted back to the bedroom to take out his cell phone.

“What are you going to do?”

“Do you like dessert?”

“I like it.”

“Wait a minute.”

Ha-hyun, who quickly moved his fingers to make a call somewhere, touched his lips, probably nervous. Hurry, pick it up, quickly.

[Yes, Boss.]

“Are there any desserts left today?”

[Left? Today, lemon financiers and egg tarts, what else again… ah! It’s been a while since we made a grapefruit tart.]

It seemed that the patissier made a lot today. At this time, almost all desserts were sold out, but if there were three kinds left, there were many left.

“Are there many desserts left?”

[It’s not many. One financier, two egg tarts, and three pieces of tart.]

“Pack all the egg tarts and financier, also pack only one tart.”

Concerned that the dessert might be sold out at that moment, Ha-hyun spoke in a hurry unlike usual and let out a long breath. In response, Cho-seung handed over the glass of water he had prepared and he drank it all at once.

[When are you coming?]

“No…”

He was taken aback as he looked at Cho-seung with his words blurry. How could he guess when he didn’t even know where Ha-hyun was going?

“Can we get there in 30 minutes?”

“Ung. We can go.”

“Then let’s go right away.”

Ha-hyun, shook his head, saying, did you hear it? When he asked, the manager, who said that he would prepare it right away over the phone, hung up.

“What was that just now?”

“A cafe where I’m the boss?”

“Aha.”

At those questionable words, Cho-seung immediately realized what they meant. It meant that he didn’t touch the actual management.

First of all, Cho-seung arranged the ingredients he bought and gestured to Ha-hyun, who was still sitting at the table.

“Get dressed.”

“I’ll just wear a cardigan.”

Seeing the clothes that were obviously pyjamas, Cho-seung wanted to recommend him one more clothes, but he let him do as he wished.

The two left the house side by side with the car keys and tried to take the elevator, but Ha-hyun hurriedly blocked Cho-seung.

“Wh, why?”

“Why is my hair like this?”

“Ah…”

It was only then that he realized what he had forgotten because he was so used to it. Actually, the back of his head had been floating since he woke up, but he didn’t say it because he was at home anyway. He forgot now.

Cho-seung grabbed Ha-hyun as he was about to go back into the house and dragged him into the elevator, then combed it with his fingers. There was no way his loose hair could have been fixed it well, but it became neat to some extent.

Ha-hyun sighed as he looked at his half-straight hair.

“You should tell me.”

“I forgot because I was used to it.”

Sorry.

He nodded his head willingly since there was nothing to be too angry at the words that followed quietly. Ha-hyun yawned softly as he pressed the palm of his hand to make his hair sink.

“Are you still sleepy?”

“It’s because of your pheromones. I keep falling asleep…”

Cho-seung, who listened to his continued grumbling while holding his hand from rubbing his eyes, raised his mouth.

He didn’t seem to notice it himself, but over the past few days, he could see that Ha-hyun’s attitude has become more comfortable with him. The person who just finished saying that he was simply going to sleep naturally complained.

Ha-hyun hesitated as he looked up at Cho-seung, whose eyes were bent in a proud mood.

“What is that?”

“What?”

“No… your expression, no.”

Ha-hyun evaded his words. It wasn’t a feeling that could be explained. He thought his eyes seemed adoring as if looking at a cute creature.

He didn’t know if that was an exact expression, but he was sure it felt similar. It was because of that that he instinctively fell away from Cho-seung. Even though he was hugged.

Ha-hyun was dragged along as Cho-seung gently wrapped his arm around his shoulder and pulled him. He slowly released the pheromone as if he was being attracted by Cho-seung’s pheromone on the suit.

“Can we do this here?”

“Um… then in the car?”

When the elevator door opened at just the right time, the two headed to the car and had a brief scuffle.

“Am I driving?”

“I’ll do it.”

“You don’t even know the way.”

“How well the navigation has been these days.”

Ha-hyun, who saw Cho-seung’s car once, suddenly realized that he hadn’t brought his car key.

He didn’t even think that he had to take care of the car keys as he was moving being led by Cho-seung. No, actually, when he saw him take the key, he naturally thought that it would be okay not to take his.

“Alright.”

Ha-hyun answered sulky and climbed into the passenger seat. He entered the café address in the navigation as soon as he started the engine and leaned back comfortably in his chair.

“Are you mad?”

“What do you mean being mad at thirty-three…”

“Are you upset then?”

“…no.”

Ha-hyun, who answered like shedding, let out a deep sigh. He couldn’t help but pout his lips because his answer just looked really upset.