Romantic Gangster

#40

“I’m here now, so it’s okay. You’ll feel better soon.”

Soon, a pleasant pheromone colored the surroundings. Ji-woo’s body naturally leaned towards Hyun-joon. Hyun-joon pulled Ji-woo’s collapsing body into his arms, embracing him as if to trap him.

When the strong arms firmly embraced his trembling body, Ji-woo finally relaxed completely. As the fear in the darkness gradually lifted, a small passage to breathe emerged. The breath that wouldn’t enter his body no matter how much he inhaled became easier to take.

Ji-woo fully embraced Hyun-joon, who was giving him stability. Their bodies intertwined so closely that their breaths touched each other’s necks. Hyun-joon’s pheromones, which completely covered the unpleasant ones, felt so good.

Wanting to be even closer, he buried his face, feeling the arms around his back and waist tighten. Ji-woo silently rubbed his lips and cheeks against Hyun-joon’s neck. The more he did so, the deeper sense of stability washed over him.

“…Damn.”

As Ji-woo felt more stable, Hyun-joon felt like he was about to die. It was fortunate that Ji-woo wasn’t in a state to accurately perceive and feel the surrounding situation. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have maintained this position… sitting on Hyun-joon’s lap on the floor, bodies tightly pressed together.

Moreover, Ji-woo’s buttocks were placed exactly on Hyun-joon’s most sensitive area. Every time he moved, pressing down on Hyun-joon’s involuntarily aroused lower region, Hyun-joon’s arms tightened.

Although he was helping to calm Ji-woo because he liked him, Hyun-joon was still an alpha. Susceptible to stimulation and omega pheromones. And now, Ji-woo was giving him both that stimulation and those pheromones. The Seo Ji-woo he liked.

It was hard to ignore the thoughts in his head that dreamed of unspeakable acts. When Ji-woo hugged him with both arms and buried his face in his shoulder, Hyun-joon’s hands almost went inside Ji-woo’s school uniform. As he barely managed to lift his hands that had gone down to Ji-woo’s waist, Ji-woo pressed his lips against Hyun-joon’s neck. And gently rubbed them.

“…Shit.”

He managed to prevent his eyes from rolling back, but instead, his lower region went crazy. It was unavoidable. He was in a very difficult situation, becoming so aroused that he was thankful Ji-woo hadn’t noticed.

“How do you feel now? Are you okay?”

“Yeah…”

The pheromones that had been bursting out intensely were no longer noticeable. Hyun-joon slightly turned his head to look at Ji-woo’s white nape right in front of him.

“…”

Being this close, wouldn’t it be okay to pretend not to know and press his lips against it just once? Just once… wouldn’t it be okay to just taste a little to see if it really tastes like castella? Since Seo Ji-woo was hugging him, and he was hugging Seo Ji-woo. And because they were this close… Since Seo Ji-woo had rubbed his lips against his neck too.

Even that moment of trying to rationalize was unbearable. Hyun-joon turned his head more and approached. First, his nose touched, then his lips pressed against Ji-woo’s skin. Just touching made him feel like his head was going to explode.

A sweet scent that was more than pleasant, making him feel like his heart would melt, vibrated. When he first opened the music room door, he had been irritated by the mixed scents of those damn alpha bastards’ pheromones, but now he was filled only with Ji-woo’s pheromone scent that felt like it was caressing his cheeks and body, making it hard to keep his mind straight.

He was so tense and pleased, and the skin touching his nose and lips was so soft that it was hard to breathe. Hyun-joon fondled Ji-woo’s nape and slowly parted his lips. There was nothing to take in, but he could taste. The moment his already heated tongue tip touched the warm skin, his lower abdomen churned.

It was sweet.

He wondered how human skin could be sweet, but Ji-woo’s skin he had just tasted was… sweet. Sweet and hot. Just touching it once with the tip of his tongue made his head spin.

Although he hadn’t done anything like that before, he thought that masturbating four times in a row might make him feel this dizzy and churning in his lower abdomen. He didn’t care if someone called it a low-class comparison. It was the purest thought he had since Ji-woo had nestled into his arms.

“Let me see your face. Are you okay?”

He felt like he would definitely do something if he kept holding Ji-woo any longer. Hyun-joon slightly separated their bodies and faced Ji-woo’s tear-stained face. His eyes were red from crying so much, and his eyelashes were soaked. He pouted his lips as if upset, then slightly parted them to breathe… and it was so arousing. He wanted to question Ji-woo thoroughly about what was so upsetting, if he was terribly scared without him, and make him cry more.

“Can you breathe properly now?”

“…Yeah.”

The long, still tearful response was insanely cute. Having never thought Ji-woo would have such cute sides, Hyun-joon had to tightly hold his wildly beating heart every time he saw one of Ji-woo’s cute aspects that popped out occasionally.

“Which bastards released their pheromones? Did they deliberately release pheromones to prevent you from escaping and bring you here?”

“Yeah… The guys we saw at the pool hall that time.”

“Kim Seung-chan and Jo Seung-jae, right?”

“Yeah…”

“Those fucking bastards have a death wish.”

They seemed to have lost all sense of judgment after he had hung out with them a bit because it was convenient to play with such messed-up people. To release pheromones at school and drag an omega here even after causing such an incident yesterday.

“Don’t worry, I’ll deal with those bastards.”

“Don’t… If you get involved with them at a time like this, what if you get misunderstood too? Don’t do it. You’re already… being misunderstood…”

At the word “misunderstood” coming from Ji-woo’s mouth, Hyun-joon looked at Ji-woo’s reddened eyes and gently stroked his head. Both the homeroom teacher and the passing PE teacher had started talking assuming he had naturally been at the scene of the incident yesterday. Even when he denied it, the suspicious gazes didn’t easily disappear. The stares that had clung to him all day were also of “suspicion.”

Everyone in this school was suspecting him as if it were the most natural thing. Everyone except for one person.

That one person was now voicing the word “misunderstanding” in front of him. So naturally. Telling him not to do anything because he shouldn’t be misunderstood, stopping him from dealing with the guys who had forcibly brought him here.

“Why don’t you suspect me?”

The visibly wet eyelashes lifted. He wondered if they would taste sweet too if he took them between his lips.

“You were with me all day yesterday.”

“I could have gone out and played after dropping you off in the early morning.”

The eyes, now back to normal, looked at him straight. There was no wavering.

“I know you didn’t.”

“…”

“You’re not that kind of person.”

It was the first trust he had encountered in his life. Unlike others who had easily betrayed him, it didn’t waver or hesitate. He was glad that there was someone who believed in him, and that it was Seo Ji-woo. He had given his heart, not just his pheromones. His heart was beating inside Ji-woo’s eyes.

“Everyone else says I’m that kind of person.”

“That’s because they don’t know you. They haven’t talked to you much or spent time with you.”

“…”

“I’ve been with you. If you ask how I can know just from that, I have no answer… But still, the you I’ve seen isn’t someone who would do such things.”

“Then what do you think I would do?”

“Hmm, just… Cursing and maybe hitting a bit?”

“I’m not sure if that’s seeing me in a good light or just a little less badly.”

They both chuckled softly at the same time. Hyun-joon, laughing while looking at Ji-woo laughing with his wet eyes and face, cupped Ji-woo’s face with both hands and wiped his wet cheeks with his thumbs. When he gently rubbed Ji-woo’s eyes, they closed. Leaning in to take the tears on Ji-woo’s eyes between his lips was a purely impulsive act.

The warm, damp skin touched his lips, and was gently sucked between them. Why is it that the realization always comes after the act is done? Hyun-joon only realized what he had done after he removed his lips.

“…”

He had put his lips on Seo Ji-woo. And directly, openly at that. Fortunately, he hadn’t sucked on his cheeks or lips, but… it was still a major incident.

“It tickles…”

He thought Ji-woo would coldly ask what he was doing, if he had been releasing pheromones with such thoughts all this time, but Ji-woo just opened his eyes naturally and rubbed his eyes once with the back of his hand. Then he met Hyun-joon’s eyes and smiled.

“I really feel better now.”

Does he not know…? Does he just think the finger sensation was a bit strange once…? Well, since it happened while his eyes were closed, it would be difficult to definitively say, “Why did you suck my tears?” Hyun-joon, feeling both relief and anxiety simultaneously, helped Ji-woo up by holding his body.

It was extremely fortunate that Ji-woo didn’t know that he had sucked his tears and had been aroused the entire time.