Forgetting even the passage of time, the two indulged in each other’s bodies and minds.
Even if it began with drugs and pheromones, the end was filled entirely with a time intertwined with longing and affection for one another.
Every now and then, whenever Dojin would drip water between his lips, Yoonwoo would regain his senses, but he would soon lose consciousness again, scattering moans as he felt Dojin’s member thrusting inside him.
How much time had passed? Yoonwoo slowly opened his eyes to the faint sound of water and a comforting warmth.
The bathroom was filled with hazy steam.
He realized he was sitting in a bathtub filled with warm water, held in Dojin’s arms.
Dojin must have carefully carried him here while he was asleep and washed him meticulously.
Dojin’s gentle touch brushed Yoonwoo’s hair back.
Not a single inch of his body had been left untouched by his care.
Yoonwoo, feeling dazed by the attentive touch, was about to close his eyes again when a thought of Dojin’s condition made him snap to full alertness.
“…Dojin… your body…! Cough!”
Yoonwoo tried to speak, but after three days of intense intimacy, his voice was completely gone, leaving only a hoarse, cracked sound.
It sounded like someone else’s voice.
Dojin’s shoulders flinched at the sound.
When his eyes met Yoonwoo’s, his face twisted as if he were about to burst into tears.
His eyes were already rimmed with red.
“Ch, Chief…! Are you okay? I… I was too rough…. I am so… so sorry….”
Dojin checked Yoonwoo’s condition, whimpering. His voice trembled severely with guilt and pity.
“Your voice… and your body…. I… I think I pushed you too hard…. Sob….”
The image of the Alpha who had driven Yoonwoo to the brink during his rut was nowhere to be found.
Before him now sat a gentle, affectionate golden retriever of a man, eyes brimming with tears, not knowing what to do because he thought he had hurt his beloved too much.
Yoonwoo found Dojin so incredibly cute and lovely that he let out a soft laugh.
His body felt heavy, and his voice wouldn’t come out, but strangely, he felt better than ever.
He raised an arm that still lacked strength to gently stroke Dojin’s wet cheek.
Then, he gave a light peck to his tear-stained lips.
“It’s okay, Dojin. I’m really okay.”
Though his voice was cracked, the sincerity within was clear.
“And… I liked it too. Very much. I was… happy because it felt like I truly became one with you.”
At Yoonwoo’s sincere comfort and shy confession, Dojin could no longer hold back and began kissing every corner of Yoonwoo’s face—his forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips again.
His kisses were full of relief, overwhelming happiness, and an uncontrollable affection for Yoonwoo.
“Yoonwoo… Yoonwoo….”
Overcome with emotion, he hugged Yoonwoo even tighter.
Yoonwoo laughed as if tickled by Dojin’s intense display of affection and wrapped his arms firmly around his neck.
After enjoying Dojin’s warmth for a while, Yoonwoo asked, “Dojin… are you okay now? How is your body? It must have been hard because of your wounds….”
Dojin replied while burying his face in Yoonwoo’s chest.
“Thanks to you, Chief… I got through the rut well. But I think I need to go to the hospital.”
His voice trembled slightly at the end.
Yoonwoo examined his face.
Only then did he notice the red and blue bruises remaining on his forehead, forearms, and various parts of his body.
They were marks of self-harm he had inflicted to keep from touching Minjae before Yoonwoo arrived.
The severe wounds showed just how desperately he had fought to hold on.
“What is this…! Why weren’t you treating these! Let’s go to the hospital right now!”
Yoonwoo stood up urgently.
But when he stepped out of the bathtub and stood staggering in front of the mirror, he was speechless at the marks of intimacy left on his own body.
He was covered in red marks like someone suffering from a disease.
From his neck to his collarbones and chest, the “marks of ownership” left by Dojin made Yoonwoo blush.
He stared blankly at the mirror for a moment, then turned to move.
But suddenly, his lower back throbbed, and his legs gave out completely.
Yoonwoo wobbled and almost collapsed back onto the edge of the tub.
“Ahgh!”
“Oh! Chief, be careful!”
Dojin quickly supported him.
“Your body must have no strength left right now. I made sure to give you water whenever I could, but… you haven’t been able to eat anything for three days.”
“What? Three, three whole days?!”
Yoonwoo looked at Dojin, shocked by the time that had passed far faster than he expected.
His sense of time had vanished completely.
“It’s a weekday right now…. No, I, I have to call the Representative…!”
He muttered, his face turning pale.
“Calm down first… let’s dry off and head out to eat something.”
After wrapping him tightly in a large towel, Dojin lifted Yoonwoo as lightly as a feather.
A “princess carry.”
Still in that state, he carefully walked out of the bathroom.
Once outside, Yoonwoo was speechless.
The room looked like a battlefield.
Torn curtains, overturned furniture, and the remnants of their intimacy on the bedsheets and the floor—it was in a state that screamed, “We had wild, insane sex right here.”
Yoonwoo’s face turned bright red, as if it might explode.
Dojin, looking as if he thought Yoonwoo was the loveliest thing in the world, kissed him on the forehead and sat him on the chair that looked the cleanest.
Then, he found Yoonwoo’s phone and handed it to him.
As expected, the phone was dead.
Yoonwoo hurriedly plugged in the charger and turned it on.
As soon as it powered up, dozens of missed calls and message notifications flooded the screen.
Seeing a message from Representative Seoyeon sent an hour ago, screaming,[I’m going to the police station now, for real! T-T], Yoonwoo immediately called her.
[Hey! Seo Yoonwoo! Where are you right now! Do you have any idea how…!]
As soon as the call connected, Seoyeon’s agitated voice erupted.
“Representative, I’m sorry! I… I had some personal business….”
[Business, what business! Do you have any idea how much I looked for you after you called and disappeared like that?! I was just about to go to the police station! You really…!]
Yoonwoo apologized repeatedly, feeling truly sorry.
“I’m really sorry, Representative. I’ll explain everything when we meet.”
Seoyeon sighed deeply.
[…You aren’t hurt or anything, are you? That guy Kim Dojin is with you too, right?]
“Yes, I’m really okay. Dojin is with me. I am so sorry for making you worry.”
[Haa… okay, fine. It’s enough that you’re safe. Please, never disappear without a word again. I feel like I’m going to develop a trauma!]
“Yes, I’m really sorry. I… I’ll get things settled and contact you again.”
[Got it. I’ve processed both you and Dojin as having taken annual leave for urgent personal matters, so don’t worry too much. But expect a talk when you get back.]
Seoyeon hung up with that final warning.
Just as Yoonwoo was about to catch his breath, the phone rang again.
This time, it was Cha Joowon. When he answered, he heard his weary voice.
[Yoonwoo… you’re finally answering. Is Dojin okay?]
His voice sounded gloomy.
“Yes, he’s okay now. Thank you so much for finding him and bringing him here. Oh, and thank you for the medicine. I… I’m a bit overwhelmed right now, so I’ll contact you later….”
Before Yoonwoo could finish, Dojin, apparently annoyed by the call with Joowon, lightly bit Yoonwoo’s earlobe.
His sensitive body reacted to the sudden stimulation, and a small moan escaped his lips.
“Uh…!”
[…Yoonwoo?]
Joowon’s voice from the other end of the line became heavy.
Yoonwoo spoke quickly, afraid he might realize something.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I’ll contact you later!”
[…Right. Okay. …There’s something I want to tell you… contact me again when you’ve settled down.]
Joowon seemed to have something more to say, but he ended the call shortly after.
Yoonwoo cast a scolding look at Dojin.
“What are you doing right now!”
Dojin rubbed his face against Yoonwoo’s shoulder with a pout like a sad puppy.
“Chief… pay attention to me, not just others. I’m in so much pain right now….”
Yoonwoo couldn’t help but laugh at his pouting.
He couldn’t help but find this golden retriever of a man, who craved his attention, cute and lovable.
“Alright, alright. Let’s go get your pain treated, Dojin.”
Yoonwoo said, kissing Dojin on the forehead.
With that, they changed their clothes, called a taxi, and headed to the hospital.
