BB Ch 13

When I woke up, Choi Sung-hoon wasn’t there.

I woke up alone in my messed up room, and then I turned off the loud alarm. I needed to get up and get ready for work, but it was impossible for me to do so.

[Because my heat broke out a day early, I’ll take my annual leave from Friday and return to work on Monday.] 

My hands were trembling and it took me 5 minutes to type a short message. I threw the phone away and went back to sleep without even looking at the section chief’s response.

I was so tired both physically and mentally. After a while of sleeping like I was dead, I felt something touch my bangs.

It was big and warm…

After stroking my bangs a few times and patting my shoulder on the blanket, it went away.

I whined in regret, but the touch never returned.

***

The time I woke up again was 8 PM.

I was astounded to see the hour hand pointing to eight.

When I sleep with Choi Sung Hoon, I become fishy and walk like a newborn deer? I’m sure it was a dying deer!

Damn it, I can’t do anything. My bottom was tingling and it felt like something was still in it. I really don’t know what to do. I thought it was more difficult than the previous time. 

It doesn’t seem like Choi Sung-hoon disappeared without a word, and he probably left a message, but I don’t even dare to go pick up the cell phone that I threw out of bed.

My body was just a mess.

“Ah…” 

When I tried to make a voice, I got the sound of scratching metal rather than a person. That was also a 50-year-old, worn-out iron.

It was the first time I was so excited. It’s not like I’d never slept with a dominant Alpha before…

Was it because of the penis that resembled a weapon? Or was it the never-ending desperation?

I touched my stomach. Fortunately, it was flat. Then I touched my hole with my finger. My precious base was pitifully swollen.

First, I should wash up, then apply some medicine, then eat… and let’s go back to sleep.

I woke up with great difficulty.

“Ughhhh…”

Did I have a fight yesterday instead of having sex?

My legs were trembling, and my entire body was throbbing. 

“Ughhhh… Damn it.”

I groaned and got out of bed. It wasn’t until I got out of bed that I realized the boiler was on in the house. It appears to have been running all day…

Damn it… 

That’s right. I’m sick, so let’s experience some extravagance, so I tried to erase the phrase “Gas bill” from my mind.

I re-draped myself in the blanket and climbed out of bed. The phone’s battery was running low.

There was a message from the section chief saying [Sure haha, call me in case of an emergency~~~], one from my uncle that said [Call me when you wake up], and three missed calls. Also from Won-jo [Let’s drink after your heat is over.] Everything else was notifications of discounts from nearby marts and ex-lovers.

What… there wasn’t even a phone call or a message from Choi Sung-hoon?

I was irritated. I thought he was a dominant alpha with manners, but he was a jerk who ate Omega until he fainted and then left him in a dirty bed.

Sigh, I guess this was all my karma. Well, it was not like we were meeting each other.

Ring, ring, ring.

I leaned against the wall as I struggled to get up, and then the phone rang. It was my uncle.

“Why?”

– Uh-huh, why is your tone like this when an adult is calling?

“I am not feeling well. What’s wrong?”

Ughh…

I made my way to the living room in excruciating pain. I walked slowly because I felt like my body was about to collapse.

– Let’s move up a week. CEO Jin is busy at the beginning of the year.

“A week? When exactly?”

Oh shit. The living room lights were on too. Sigh.

– 24th

“On the 24th? Christmas Eve?”

I took a look at the calendar that was hung on the wall in the living room. This year’s Christmas Eve was on Saturday.

Ahh… 

My legs were trembling and I couldn’t stand for long, so I ended up sitting. But when I sat down, my back and buttocks hurt, so I just laid down.

– In fact, the boss has already reserved a room. You know how difficult it is to find a room at that time, right? When else would you go to the ○○ Hotel suite?

“Hmm…”

I pretended to be concerned by pressing my stinging forehead down and responded.

“Okay. On the 24th, ○○ Hotel suite, right? What time?

– It’s 10 pm.

– Click.

I snorted.

You’re going to have a meeting in the suite room at 10 p.m? Both he and my uncle had an explicit intention for me.

When I hung up, the phone which had been running low on battery for some time was also turned off.

I lay down on the spot looking at the ceiling, put my hand on my forehead, and closed my eyes.

It was a little uncomfortable, but I made the appointment on Christmas Eve anyway.

I recalled he was a 45 year old wealthy dominant Alpha and the head of the Math academy that had commercial buildings in the countryside. Why was it in the countryside? Do I have to live in the countryside if I marry? It makes no difference if he insists on going. I just want to be a good person regardless of where I live. Someone who can have a peaceful marriage and raise two children.

“You’re so slow-witted.”

“Waaaa!”

I screamed. When I jumped up and looked to the side where I could hear my voice, I noticed a huge man standing like a pillar in the kitchen.

It was Choi Sung-hoon. He was leaning against an old refrigerator with his arms folded, and a pitiful expression on his face as he looked at me.

“What?”

“Yeah, I said the truth.”

Choi Sung-hoon approached the cup of water on the table, then pointed his finger at the man dressed in a perfect suit and acting like a statue. Now that I saw it, there were three laptops on the table.

It looks like he was working with it. However, it was a strange sight that didn’t fit in with the surroundings. I guess I’ll just have to get used to it.

He bent his knees and sat in front of me.

“Drink it first.”

I took the water and drank it in a daze. The water temperature was lukewarm.

Phew…

After drinking it all, I tapped my pounding chest and asked, 

“What happened? Didn’t you go?”

“I’ve been here the whole time.”

“Your clothes are different from yesterday?”

“I asked them to bring it.”

Wow… Did he wash up, change, and get his hair done here?

He’s a diligent person. I was both embarrassed and amazed at the same time.

“How come you didn’t wake me up?”

“I had no idea you’d sleep for so long. I was going to gradually wake you up.”

I was about to say that I fainted instead of sleeping.

Choi Sung-hoon helped me in getting up. He sat me on the sofa and carefully wrapped the blanket around my neck.

Then he knelt down and looked at me in the eyes.

There was no disorganized hair. Manly brows, a straight nose bridge, a firm chin, and even a scar on the cheeks.

Why was he getting more and more handsome? Was it because I slept with him twice?

Unlike him, who has a perfect figure, I was embarrassed to discover that I looked like a crucian carp.

“Is your body okay?”

“Is your conscience okay?”

He grinned when I retorted. When I asked about it, I was one hundred percent serious.

“Why didn’t you go?”

“Because I have a good conscience.”

He stroked my bangs back as he replied.  It was such a natural action, and I remained motionless because I wanted to be stroked more.

“The meal is in the refrigerator, so you just have to heat it up. I also put the medicine on the table.”

“Yes…thank you.”

“Can you do it?”

“Of course, I’m not a child… I’m 27.”

He smiled briefly as I spoke grumpily. And he patted my head twice with his big hand as if he was amused with me.

My face felt like it was burning, so I drew the blanket over my eyes.

His tall figure strode to the table and cleared the messy table. He stuffed three laptops and a stack of documents into a large briefcase before pulling his coat from a hanger in the living room.

It was unbelievable to see a man walking around my house as if it were his own.

Choi Sung-hoon said as he tucked his arms into his coat,

“Now that you’re awake, I’ll get going.”

“…You really going?” 

Even when I heard it, the voice was filled with regret.

Choi Sung-hoon took a brief pause before crossing his arms and approaching me. Then he looked down at me with black eyes of unknown depth.

“If we’re going to do it again, I’ll stay.”

The moment I heard the low voice, I came to my senses.

I hunched my shoulders and strengthened my grip on the blanket.

” Goodbye!”

“…”

“Take a rest,” he said after a brief laugh.  He did not hesitate and walked straight out the front door, like a cold-hearted psycho.

The front door was soon shut and the door lock was heard. I was still perplexed, so I sat for a long time, blinking my eyes dazedly.

The house quickly fell silent, and all I could hear was the old refrigerator running.

“Ah…”

Only then did I come to my senses and sighed deeply as I looked around the kitchen.

A gas stove full of grime, a cabinet with one door missing, an empty beer can in the dishwasher, an unwashed ramen pot in the trash bin… The side dishes I bought at the market about a month ago were in the refrigerator. They must be producing mold… and how much more…

“Fuck…”

Yeah, anyway, I didn’t have to protect my image from Choi Sung-hoon, did I? 

I’ll just add one more embarrassing moment…

I staggered into the bathroom to wash up.

I almost fell backward when I saw myself in the bathroom mirror. Choi Sung-hoon, who did not laugh at this face, must be a psychopath.

I had a hard time in the shower and came out in a gown when I was done. I became increasingly hungry, so I opened the refrigerator and saw a white bag.

What was it?

There was no franchise logo, and it was served in a pricey-looking bowl. Choi Sung-hoon would not have made it himself, but it doesn’t seem that he purchased it anywhere.

After warming up and tasting a spoonful, I gave Choi Sung-hoon great generosity and excluded the modifier “psychopath.”

***

The next morning, I put strawberries in an empty bowl and contemplated how to return them.

If it were possible, I’d keep it. However it seemed to be very luxurious and expensive, so I thought I should return it.

After much deliberation, I picked up my cell phone and sent a message to Choi Sung-hoon.

[Thank you for the porridge. How should I return the bowl?]

As soon as I pressed send, I could hear the bell ringing.

Ding-dong

When I went out, I saw a man dressed in a black suit standing there. It was the gangster-looking brother who was tricked into playing hide and seek.

“You’re at home.”

“Yeah… did you come to pick up the bowl? Wait a minute.”

The timing was right and I didn’t ask the stupid question about how he knew my house. I wrapped the bowl of strawberries in plastic wrap and put it in my shopping bag.

“Here you go. I put some strawberries inside, so you should eat some too.”

” …. “

He took the shopping bag and handed me another paper bag.

I received it without knowing what was inside, but it was quite heavy. When I looked inside, there were four large lunch boxes that looked like they had 8 tiers.

OMG?

“I’ll come at this time tomorrow.”

“Yes? Wait!”

The gangster-looking brother gave me the paper bag with the lunch box and went down the stairs without looking back.

I brought it in dazedly.

Stir-fried squid jjolmyeon, eggplant with burdock root, vegetable pancakes, beef bulgogi, marinated crab… There was also a variety of side dishes and yukgaejang soup, as well as fresh fruits in a round container.

I could eat three meals a day with this.

Vibrate, vibrate, vibrate

My phone vibrated while I was staring blankly at the colorful lunch box.

Choi Seong-hoon [I prepared it because I thought your body might not have gotten better yet. You have to eat it]

This man… my heart, it was the perfect time to tell him…

I used a lot of emoticons to say thank you.

I didn’t have any side dishes at home and I was tired, so I was going to cook ramen. The day passed by with three luxurious meals.

The same thing happened on Thursday.

‘Am I flirting with this guy?’ I wondered as I looked down at the lunchbox containing the disheveled goose liver.

Ay, no way.

There was no way the wealthy, dominant Alpha Choi Sung-hoon would flirt with me, and he might be unaware that I am a recessive Omega. However, it was difficult to tell if he enjoyed our sex because I couldn’t show my technique and was swayed and shaken by him. What was it?

Sympathy? Responsibility?

Was it compensation?

Whatever it was, it was not good for me.

This feather-light heart might have unreasonable expectations, so I’ll have to crack down on it thoroughly.

So, on Friday morning, I said to the gangster-like brother, who had come for the third day in a row.

“You can stop bringing me food now. My body has gotten better.”

“Yes, I will only give you today. Seo-yu ssi, please tell the director.”

“Yes.”

The gangster-like brother seemed very familiar with these errands, so I became curious. I asked while trying to receive the lunch box he had given me.

“Does Choi Sung-hoon always take care of his one-night counterparts like this?”

“…”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like this. Usually, it’s over after a one night-…”

“Don’t be mistaken.”

The gangster-like brother’s eyes changed and filled with disgust. Even the polite honorifics also changed in an instant.

“Because you are close to little boss Sung-hyun, the boss cares about you. However, he doesn’t like you, so don’t misunderstand. Our boss always has good manners, so it’s not just one or two empty-headed omega kitties who misunderstand it. Even a rag like you was just one of them, so don’t think you’re special. Do you understand?”

I looked up at the angry gangster-like brother and smiled as hard as I could to seem helpless and harmless.

“I know. Don’t worry. I don’t misunderstand that.”

“…”

“I am well aware that Choi Sung-hoon and I live in different worlds. I’m not going to climb a tree that I can’t even climb just because we had a few sexes. I know my fountain well.”

“… “

“The question could have been so misleading. I’m sorry. I was asking too rashly.”

It was difficult to smile because of my sense of shame. But I closed my eyes and smiled. The gangster-like brother was deafeningly quiet. He seemed to sense that something wasn’t quite right, and he seemed surprised.

Were you not going to accept my apology? So you were going to tell the boss when you went back? Omega, with whom you’ve slept a few times, acts as if he was something special.

I’m not like that, and I didn’t do it on purpose. I asked because I was really curious.

“…You are not empty-headed.”

I was relieved by the answer that came out soon. Does this mean that you accept my apologies?

I apologized one after another when he handed me the lunch box.

He had a gloomy expression on his face the whole time.

“Thank you for today as well. Goodbye~” 

When the door locked, I stood in front of it for a while, and I heard the sound of the gangster-like brother going down the stairs.

My head was dizzy.

I put down the lunch box calmly, grabbed my phone, and texted Choi Sung-hoon.

[You don’t have to give me lunch boxes anymore~~~~ I’m so sorry for troubling you~ Thank you for the past few days~ I’ll buy you dinner later]

I instantly regretted sending it. I shouldn’t have said that I would buy him a meal later… It might seem to be a trick. But I couldn’t help myself…

I picked up the lunch box and placed it on the table. Today’s meal was also lavish. I opened it one step at a time and smiled in disappointment.

Who takes care of their one-night stand partner’s meals for three days after having sex twice? Choi Sung-hoon was not an ordinary person either. This was why I shouldn’t have misunderstood anything.

Thanks to the gangster-like brother’s stinging reminder, I came to my senses.

Choi Sung-hoon has a good subordinate. Let’s think of this as compensation.

The lunch box tastes bitter today.