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Yoo Joohwan smiled gently, saying it was quite a special experience.
He couldn’t say that this was only possible because he wasn’t someone who grew up taking this secondary gender for granted, so he lightly grasped Yoo Joohwan’s hand, which was stroking his cheek, and lowered it.
“I’m a Beta. If I were to break up with you guys, I’d have to be the one to lead the other person.”
It was close to an excuse, but it wasn’t entirely wrong.
It would be a huge problem if he got used to the three of them and then couldn’t fulfill his role as a man.
When he spoke seriously, Kang Taeyun, who had been touching his outer ear, gently tugged his earlobe.
“Siho.”
“…Yes.”
“You can’t do it.”
“…I can. I can learn from you guys.”
“But they’ll be things you can’t use, won’t they?”
At Kang Taeyun’s confident assertion, Yoo Joohwan slowly spread three fingers in front of him with a look of amusement.
The smile on his face was subtly chilling, making his shoulders instinctively tremble.
“It’s not one, and not two, but three, for crying out loud. The desired location, preference, and acts are all different. Do you think you can accommodate all of that? You’ll have to learn how to self-pleasure anally, satisfy the gift I prepared, and learn everything from how to grip and shake a cock to how to use your mouth. You have so much to learn, but when are you going to learn all that to use it?”
“…”
“And you think you’re going to use it on someone other than us? Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Who says we’ll let you use it on someone else? Or do you want your face plastered all over the front page of the news?”
Yoo Joohwan scoffed briefly, implying that using their kind of taste on ordinary people was the problem. His stern voice sounded slightly angry.
“I said you’d switch if I didn’t like it.”
“Yes, after you penetrate. But you don’t dislike it right now, do you? You want to do it when you think about penetrating us?”
To make sure he couldn’t deny it, Yoo Joohwan pointed to his own chest with a cold gaze.
It was the area he had diligently rubbed moments ago, under the pretense of wiping him down.
“I’m the same. My cock feels like it’s going to burst, and every time I see you, I want to suck you anywhere. It’s not just you.”
“…”
“Regardless of Alpha and Beta, or our interests, my desire as a man is boiling over. So why am I doing this? Because I have to hear the word ‘sex’ come out of your mouth.”
His expression said his pride wouldn’t allow otherwise.
Yoo Joohwan clenched his fist, asking if he knew how much effort he’d put into self-control.
His entire body felt sensitively stimulated, reacting to the deeply suppressed desire.
The moment he was about to apologize, a sound like gunpowder exploding deafened his ears.
Bang. Bang.
Elastic popping sounds burst one after another, coloring the surroundings with bright colors.
“Ah, damn it. My event.”
Yoo Joohwan’s voice was drowned out by the sound of the fireworks.
Seeing his annoyed, deeply scowled face, he seemed displeased.
“I wasn’t planning on showing it here.”
Yoo Joohwan lightly grumbled, saying he had forgotten about it in the serious situation.
Seeing him place his hands on his waist, full of disappointment, he poked his back lightly, finding him momentarily cute.
“Thank you. No matter the location, it would have been amazing.”
When he smiled, telling him not to be disappointed, Yoo Joohwan widened his round eyes, then gently curved them as he pecked his mouth.
“Thank you for saying that.”
It was the first time.
The first time he had kissed him without desire, in the context of a loving relationship.
Perhaps because of that, his heart was pounding wildly, and the fireworks exploding behind Yoo Joohwan didn’t register.
Yoo Joohwan’s bright smile kept filling his vision more than the dazzling fireworks shining behind him.
“I want to go back quickly. My gift will be even more special than this.”
“…”
“Please look forward to it. Seriously, it’s a gift that won’t lose to anyone else’s.”
The last night in Busan passed safely.
Nothing happened thanks to Kang Taeyun’s consideration, but he felt that having three of them allowed them to spend the night more innocently.
‘I need to have sex if I want to penetrate them, though…’
Strangely, it was too quiet.
The serene feeling, like standing in the middle of a storm, made him uneasy.
“Why am I so anxious?”
It felt like an unknown fear was creeping up from under his feet.
Perhaps it was due to the sky, which had darkened as rain clouds gathered.
He turned on the dehumidifier due to the air that felt damp and heavy with moisture, and stretched his stiff body in a long yawn.
“I feel like I should do something.”
If he stayed still, his distracting thoughts seemed likely to grow.
He randomly thought of buchimgae (savory pancakes), grabbed his card and phone, and went outside.
It was almost lunchtime, and on a day when it looked like it would pour, buchimgae was the best choice.
He turned corner after corner and bought squid, chives, and pancake mix at the visible mart.
As he stepped outside, a drop of rain fell.
Seeing the large raindrops, it seemed like a downpour was imminent.
“I didn’t bring an umbrella.”
Thinking he was in trouble, he hugged the ingredients in the bag to his chest and ran as if sprinting.
The distance wasn’t far, so it didn’t take long to arrive home, but the rain was gradually getting heavier.
Swa—
Watching the rain pour down coolly, he urgently opened the door, put down his groceries, and headed into the bathroom.
He had anticipated rain but thought it would be fine since he was only going near the house.
Telling himself he was naive, he quickly took a light shower, dried his wet hair, and put on comfortable clothes.
After the shower, his stomach rumbled even louder.
Unable to endure the hunger, he quickly washed the chives and squid in water and cut them into easy-to-eat pieces.
He cracked an egg into the pancake mix, added water and the sliced onions, and stirred it with a ladle.
“At this point, it can’t be anything but delicious, right?”
With a satisfied face, he took out the shrimp powder he had stored in the freezer, added two spoonfuls, and poured oil into a frying pan.
The natural flow even made him think about changing his career path by getting a qualification in the food service industry.
With an excited, childlike face, he poured the batter onto the oil.
Chiii-ik—
With a delicious sound, he spread the batter thinly, and bubbles began to surround it, starting to cook golden brown.
“It’s just this, but why does it make me so happy? I really can’t resist good food.”
He finished the tidying up and brought a spatula to flip the buchimgae.
A spontaneous hum came out when he saw the deliciously cooked pancake.
Unconsciously, he lifted his head and a curse word slipped out of his mouth without meaning to.
Yoo Joohwan was standing by the small window next to the gas stove, having arrived an unknown time ago.
“…Ha, you scared me.”
His still-shocked heart wouldn’t calm down, and it was pounding so fiercely that he put down the spatula he was holding.
“Can’t you please make a normal entrance?”
He let out a deep sigh laced with annoyance, his nerves chilled.
Yoo Joohwan’s smooth brow furrowed slightly, as if he read his mouth shape.
But it soon disappeared, and Yoo Joohwan raised his hand to greet him.
Seeing Yoo Joohwan greeting him from outside the window in the rain, he realized once again that he was truly not a normal person.
‘I’m going to die before my time at this rate.’
He picked up the spatula again, flipped the buchimgae, and looked up at Yoo Joohwan again.
Yoo Joohwan pointed to the door, gesturing for him to open it.
Nodding in acknowledgment, he turned the gas stove to low and went to the front door to open it.
Yoo Joohwan, holding an umbrella and a shopping bag in one hand, was smiling affectionately.
“If you came, you should have knocked. I was surprised to see you standing by the window.”
“I knocked, but you didn’t open the door, so I looked to see if something had happened.”
He felt he should install a curtain on the kitchen window soon.
Whether it was Moon Dowon or Yoo Joohwan, whenever he met their eyes through that small window, he felt his lifespan decreasing.
“Sorry. I must have been too focused on the buchimgae.”
“Any thoughts on moving residences in the meantime?”
“No. I like it here.”
It was already overwhelming to deal with three of them now, and he didn’t need to think deeply to know how much harder it would be if they lived together.
He politely refused with a faint smile.
“You should have come on a clear day.”
“Days like this are nice. Since the weather is foul, no one else is around.”
Yoo Joohwan shook the shopping bag in his hand and held it out in front of him.
Without asking, he knew it was the final gift Yoo Joohwan had mentioned.
He swallowed nervously, and Yoo Joohwan smiled brightly, revealing his white, even teeth.
“Were you waiting? For my gift.”
A bolt of lightning flashed behind Yoo Joohwan, accompanied by the loud sound of rain.
A few seconds later, a strong thunderclap that shook the ground pierced his ears.
And, of all things, the fact that he was wearing matching red clothing made it feel eerie.
He held his breath as a powerful shudder spread across the back of his neck.
He turned the conversation and averted his gaze from the vividly spreading sense of dominance.
“…Your outfit is unique today.”
“My pheromone is rose, so I tried red. Is it not good?”
“It’s not that. It’s just particularly intense today…”
“I can’t help it. Since you can’t smell pheromones, I have to make an impression on you this way. Today will be a special day for you.”
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