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He showed a confident smile, asking if today almost ended up the same way.
Thinking better to get the pain over with quickly, Siho asked defensively.
“Can I ask what the gift is… beforehand?”
“No. Then it wouldn’t be a gift.”
“It’s okay with me. Even if I know…”
“I don’t want that. What’s certain is that it’s worth looking forward to. It’s something that will satisfy you far more than any gift you’ve received until now.”
Watching him smile brightly sent a chill down Siho’s spine.
The leave of absence was something Siho decided on because his major was different from the capturers’ and to escape them.
But now, he couldn’t shake the feeling that things were flowing according to the original novel.
‘Kim Seunghyun, who took the leave, begged the three of them to have sex with him. And then…’
It was a festival of flesh-colored scenes.
Siho frowned, touching his forehead.
If things continued this way, being confined to a bed was only a matter of time.
Since he didn’t have any particular aversion to them, he felt like he might as well have sex with them once, but the problem was what came after.
If it truly followed the original plot, his body wouldn’t be free from the three men.
Unaware of his thoughts, Joohwan smiled refreshingly.
“It will be the perfect gift for you. Or rather, for us.”
The meaning of his words weighed heavily on him.
His confident expression made Siho sigh.
‘I knew a day like this would come…’
But he never expected it to be tomorrow.
With a strange feeling of restlessness, he pulled at the rope tied around his wrist with his mouth.
Seeing the red marks, Joohwan ran his hand over the spot.
“I did think about putting that model in your mouth, but seeing you today, I don’t want to anymore.”
“…Why?”
“I wished the object entering your mouth would be my real dick.”
“…”
“So, take good care of it. Apply some protective cream or something so it doesn’t tear.”
Joohwan smiled generously and lightly touched Siho’s lips.
His long fingers looked tempting enough to want to put them in his mouth again.
“Are you staying here tonight too?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“I want to be alone. If what you said is true, you should give me time to think too. And of course, to clean my body.”
Satisfied with the last part, Joohwan smiled sweetly.
It was the most cheerful he’d looked all day.
“Do as you wish. Anyway, Kang Taeyun can’t come today. And Moon Dowon, I can easily persuade him. But I’d like to leave the model directly on the headboard.”
“…”
“Just thinking about putting it nicely in a case and cherishing it makes my heart pound so hard I feel like I’m going crazy.”
Joohwan pointed to the area where his heart was and made a playful face. His eyes were lewd, suggesting he was having obscene thoughts.
“Take off your pants for a bit.”
“…Why?”
“To measure the size.”
“…”
“If I put the erect model next to mine, I’ll sleep better, and the bedroom atmosphere will be livened up.”
He looked overwhelmed with joy just by the thought of it.
He was genuinely excited, commenting on how great it was to be a couple, as they could do things like this.
Truly, the more Siho looked at him, the more abnormal he seemed.
Gazing at him intently, Siho picked up the bag next to him and gave a bright smile.
“If we’re a couple, are you going to make ones for Taeyun and Dowon too?”
Pretending to be innocent, he put on a harmless face and blinked his big eyes a couple of times.
Since Joohwan didn’t touch the others’ when they had the huge corn ice cream, he figured this would work.
Joohwan’s face contorted as if the mere thought was horrifying.
“That would be grotesque.”
“I thought since we were a couple, we’d all do it together. So, just yours—”
“I think it’s better to produce yours and have the three of us share it.”
As if that were the most rational method, Joohwan slightly bent at the waist to meet Siho’s eyes.
His deep gaze was so tempting that Siho wanted to kiss him again.
“From the veins to the color, to the size. I’ll make it perfectly identical to yours.”
“…”
“Ah, making it into a pendant for the three of us to share as necklaces sounds good too, doesn’t it?”
“…Why go to such lengths?”
“Because you’re a Beta.”
He slightly intensified his gaze, implying that since Siho was a Beta, it couldn’t be helped.
“What’s the connection between a Beta and a model?”
“If you were an Omega, I’d have my scent mark on you. The pheromones would explain everything—what we did to you, how much you were obsessed with us. But you’re not. Even if I leave my scent on you, you won’t have mine.”
“…”
“So what can I do? I have to carry around a model of you to let others know I have a lover. That way, other Omegas won’t approach me.”
It sounded like he was asking Siho to be as obsessed with him as he was.
But the thought of making a model and wearing it as a necklace made Siho feel embarrassed.
As a light blush appeared on his cheeks, Joohwan gently stroked his neck and lowered his gaze slightly.
“You have a handsome lover, so you better be a little nervous. What will you do if your lover really cheats on you?”
He wanted to smile and say it’s okay, but Joohwan’s lips, which touched his left cheek, made his heart flutter as if it were touched by a feather.
“…Are you going to make it even if I say no?”
“Since you don’t have any sense of vigilance, I have to be proactive. But don’t be too scared. It’s an action befitting the gift you’ll receive tomorrow.”
Siho couldn’t understand what kind of gift it was that was making him display such madness.
Siho woke up early in the morning, dressed lightly, grabbed his phone and wallet, and headed out.
He was planning to take the train to Busan, which he had booked the night before, to hide his turbulent feelings.
Fortunately, no one was tailing him, and the three men were not waiting in front of the door.
He had a hunch that Kang Taeyun was still at his family home, and Joohwan would appear later due to the need to perfect the gift.
“The problem is Moon Dowon…”
He was quieter than the other two, doing whatever he was doing.
He wasn’t the type to noticeably stand out, but he wasn’t someone Siho could let his guard down against either.
Reminding himself that Moon Dowon was the protagonist of this novel, Siho took out his phone and looked for Moon Dowon’s contact.
It was a number Joohwan had saved himself, insisting that Siho should at least have his contact information.
“Let’s forget it. No need to make a big deal by calling him.”
It was just a short trip to clear his head.
He didn’t want to call and create a situation where Moon Dowon might tag along.
He knew they would all appear for the final gift anyway.
Siho used an app to call a taxi and headed to the station.
The scenery rushed past the car window.
He silently gripped his phone tightly and let out a long sigh.
‘How am I going to handle the three of them? No, wait. If worst comes to worst, I can just top them, can’t I?’
His eyes took on a strange glow, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smirk, thinking there was no reason why he had to be the bottom.
The idea of them crying and panting beneath him made him feel insanely good.
“Student, we’re here.”
The driver, who had been irritated while Siho was lost in thought, turned around.
Siho apologized, took out his card from his wallet to pay, and got out of the taxi.
The summer sun beat down relentlessly.
Rushing to the station due to the heat just from looking at it, he checked the route.
Thanks to his perfect timing, he boarded the train without having to wait, and he grinned as he watched the outside world flash by.
“Yeah. There’s no reason for me to be the bottom.”
He planned to tell them officially once he returned from Busan.
‘When I get back, I’ll tell them formally. If we absolutely have to have sex, I’ll top them, so open up.’
Then they would also understand how he felt. He pursed his lips, thinking, ‘isn’t this just a taste of their own medicine?’
“Why did I worry so much about something so simple?”
But he shouldn’t think so simply.
He couldn’t tell if the desire to have sex was his own feeling or if it was the original Seo Siho’s feeling merging with his.
On one hand, the possibility that the feeling wasn’t his own was scary and frightening, but on the other hand, he was Seo Siho.
Refusing wouldn’t change anything, and the transmigration itself made no sense anyway.
He accepted the situation because he knew nothing would change, but he was a little scared.
So, he thought, ‘maybe if I have sex, I’ll figure out which feeling is real.’
“Alright. Let’s give it a try.”
Since the original plot had already changed, what was wrong with him dominating them from the top?
His eyes took on a dangerous gleam. In the midst of the strange, glistening excitement, his phone rang.
Flinch—
His surprised shoulder twitched slightly.
Fortunately, the caller was Kim Seunghyun.
“…What’s the matter?”
“Do I need a reason to call a friend? Where are you? I’m in front of your house, but the door is closed.”
“I went out for a bit. Why are you at my house?”
“Because I wanted to see you. I felt uneasy after we parted ways yesterday.”
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