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Living at the villa had allowed him to resolve the pheromone gland issue more easily than expected.
Though he hadn’t undergone any tests, he was certain his mate was pregnant.
The mere thought of Yeo Woohee carrying his child made Yeo Jinwoo’s emotions swell.
He’d heard of alphas who experienced morning sickness and depression on behalf of their pregnant omegas; it seemed his sensitivity had heightened like theirs.
He made a mental note to get checked for Couvade syndrome at the hospital later.
But that wasn’t the important thing right now.
He placed a pot of sinseonlo broth with beef, scallions, and garlic on the induction cooktop and called his secretary.
“Hey, how long has it been since I told you to prepare a wedding venue? Still no contact? Do you want to die?”
Cowering under the abusive demands of his morally bankrupt superior, the secretary groveled obsequiously.
-I’m sorry, Executive Director. The Chairman found out you were preparing for a wedding and canceled everything.
“……Damn it. Who told you to go around advertising my marriage all over town!”
I’m so annoyed I could die.
Yeo Jinwoo irritably ended the phone call.
He looked up the nearest township office online first.
Maybe it was for the best.
It would probably be easier to just go and file the marriage registration alone than to tie Yeo Woohee up with a rope and drag him into a wedding venue.
The laws in this country were incredibly lax, allowing people like Yeo Jinwoo to run rampant.
All a couple needed to become legally married was their IDs, a marriage registration form, the names, resident registration numbers, and addresses of two witnesses, and their seals or signatures.
Even if one person went alone, they could file the marriage registration just by bringing their spouse’s ID and seal.
Yeo Jinwoo decided to feed Yeo Woohee breakfast and then make a quick trip into town.
He had the fake ID he’d made for Lee Woohee (Yeo Woohee) with him.
And there were plenty of places that would make a seal without asking for identification.
All he had to do was get a seal made, go to the township office, and file the marriage registration without Yeo Woohee’s knowledge.
He returned to the kitchen, boiled some bamboo shoots, pan-fried pancakes for the sinseonlo (a kind of hot pot), and shucked some clams.
He scored an ‘X’ into shiitake mushrooms and deep-fried them.
He also shredded the boiled brisket.
He neatly arranged the prepared sinseonlo ingredients, brought the broth to a boil, and finally added the crown daisies.
After washing his hands at the sink, he moved right on to the next dish.
He seasoned the raw beef tartare (yukhoe), placed it in a bowl with julienned pear, and finally topped it with an egg yolk for decoration.
He removed the blood from thin slices of eye of round with a paper towel, then coated them in flour mixed with salt and pepper.
He dipped them in egg wash and cooked them in an oiled pan to make jeon (pan-fried patties).
He sliced red chili peppers into heart shapes to decorate the jeon and immediately prepared some green onion kimchi.
Nothing cut through the richness of greasy food quite like the pungent kick of green onion kimchi.
He finished preparing the busy breakfast and opened the bedroom door.
Yeo Woohee, tied up in the blankets, turned his head away the moment he saw Yeo Jinwoo.
He was sulking because Jinwoo had held him recklessly and hadn’t given him his reward.
“Woohee, let’s eat breakfast.”
“I’m not eating.”
Yeo Jinwoo was wondering if the dream he had last night was perhaps a pregnancy dream (taemong).
The peach the fox and tiger were searching for was surely our child.
“Oh really? You worked so hard to get punished by hyung, and now you don’t want your reward?”
The small brown head twitched.
He glanced back at Yeo Jinwoo, checking his expression.
Jinwoo laughed, finding his pure heart, like a child who wanted a reward, adorable.
He picked up Yeo Woohee, who had been putting up an adorable resistance.
“Hyung made you a strawberry cake as your reward. Let’s eat quickly so you can have some.”
“Strawberry cake?”
Yeo Woohee’s eyes grew wide.
He wrapped his arms around Yeo Jinwoo’s neck and rested his head on his shoulder.
No wonder he appeared as a fox in the dream, Jinwoo thought.
Smiling slightly, he sat down at the table.
Before feeding Woohee, who was placed on his lap, he gave him some cool water to drink.
Yeo Jinwoo fed his omega one spoonful of rice at a time, picked out the fried shiitake from the sinseonlo and fed it to him, put the yukhoe and pear into his mouth, and let him taste the jeon with the green onion kimchi.
Treated to a lavish breakfast right after waking up, Yeo Woohee’s mood quickly improved and he beamed.
“You like it that much?”
“You have to give Woohee a massage later too.”
“Of course, naturally. I’ll give you a massage, and even a foot bath, and let you watch dramas all day today. You worked hard, our Woohee, enduring your rut.”
Yeo Jinwoo patted Yeo Woohee’s buttocks.
Woohee was so happy he felt like he could fly.
Getting all his rewards at once felt like an amazing points accumulation.
After being fed without lifting a finger, he went to the bathroom with him.
Then, spotting the catheter left by the sink from before, he flinched, buried his face in Yeo Jinwoo’s chest, and hid.
“Don’t worry. Our Woohee, you pee whenever hyung tells you to, so we don’t need the catheter anymore.”
There was no specific ‘event’ as he might have expected, but he was already thoroughly satisfied.
Yeo Woohee thought it best not to ruin this good mood and just do his business.
Omegas had thin, short penises, so they had to urinate sitting down.
But he claimed that when he sat on the toilet, he couldn’t see his own penis, so Jinwoo let him stand.
When Yeo Jinwoo lifted the toilet seat for him, Yeo Woohee stood proudly like an alpha, thrusting his lower body out to urinate.
Because Jinwoo had poked his hole every time he needed to pee, even now, while urinating, his hole felt ticklish and itchy.
“Hueut. Nn.”
Feeling like he needed something inside him, his hips swayed.
Urine splashed around the toilet, but Yeo Jinwoo didn’t scold him.
“Turn around. Let me inspect the hole.”
To show the alpha just how aroused he’d gotten while peeing, Yeo Woohee turned around and spread his buttocks.
Jinwoo inserted his finger and swirled it around once.
Sticky love juice soaked his finger thoroughly.
“Euha. Aah.”
Yeo Woohee rubbed his dripping nipples against the cold bathroom wall.
Yeo Jinwoo thrust his finger in and out until love juice flowed down Woohee’s inner thighs, then pulled it out.
“Now you’re getting your backside all wet even while peeing. Good job.”
Yeo Jinwoo was pleased with the omega’s body, steadily changing through the training of shiofuki (a term implying training/conditioning).
His perverted gaze relentlessly scanned Yeo Woohee’s collarbones, armpits, nipples, navel, and groin.
Ashamed, Yeo Woohee pressed his knees together, covering his chest with one hand and his perineum with the other.
As if telling him not to cover up, Yeo Jinwoo pushed him into the shower stall.
Warm water poured from the showerhead.
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