Pheromone Off Chapter 10

“…Right. There won’t be anything for you to worry about.”

“…”

“It’s not like there’s any danger of getting a child anyway.”

He threw out the words mindlessly and checked his wristwatch.

“We should get going. The adults must be waiting.”

Whether his business was finished, he tried to end this conversation, but Seong Yeonwoo seemed to still have more to say.

“Kwon Sayoung.”

Calling him with a face that seemed to swallow something down, Seong Yeonwoo clenched his fists tightly. Kwon Sayoung, who was about to move his steps, turned his head curiously and looked straight at Seong Yeonwoo.

“…Sleeping together is a no.”

When Seong Yeonwoo let out the words he had been holding back with a face where his rising jealousy couldn’t be hidden, Kwon Sayoung let out a light laugh.

“Ha.”

Kwon Sayoung added words as if the other party’s statement was dumbfounded.

“…With a boy who isn’t even an Omega?”

“…You never know. Who knows what will happen if you live attached to each other,”

“Besides, isn’t he quite young? Was he the exact same age as Sabin?”

“…He just turned twenty now.”

“Seong Yeonwoo, how amusing. Are you jealous of that kind of child?”

Whether he found that reaction amusing, Kwon Sayoung laughed handsomely and glanced at Seong Yeonwoo with interest. At that appearance, Seong Yeonwoo pouted his lips roughly and rebuked him.

“Is it funny? Is it amusing to you?”

“It’s amusing. Seeing that you show this kind of side too.”

“…It’s not amusing at all.”

“Don’t worry.”

Approaching Seong Yeonwoo, who looked to be filled with anxiety, he kissed him briefly and continued his words ordinarily.

“Because I have zero interest in that kind of child.”

In an instant, Hajin’s hand that was gagging Kwon Sabin’s mouth dropped loosely. At Hajin’s complexion darkening somewhat, Kwon Sabin crumpled his brow and once again stared back and forth between them and Hajin. It was a gaze assessing how this situation was turning.

However, the only thing that could be known was that that couple would remain solid despite the hardships ahead, and that Hajin, who was facing marriage, looked somewhat disastrous.

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“Hey.”

When Kwon Sayoung and Seong Yeonwoo left the spot first, Kwon Sabin lightly called out to Hajin, who was trying to quietly step away. At the atmosphere that had somehow sunk, Kwon Sabin subtly read the room. However, there was no reply. Tagging along right behind Hajin, Kwon Sabin casually threw out words once more.

“Hey, can’t you hear me?”

At the words mixed with irritation, Hajin, who was walking silently, came to a dead stop. At the back view suddenly stopping, Kwon Sabin also stopped along with him.

“What.”

Hajin replied in a calm voice and looked back. The face turning around was composed and steadfast. As if the feeling of the atmosphere being dark was a mere illusion, it was a flat face no different from usual.

“No… I mean.”

“…”

“I’m asking if you want to marry someone who has absolutely zero interest in you.”

Whether he wanted to ask that even in the midst of this. At Kwon Sabin’s lack of awareness, Hajin let out a silent sigh, turned his body again, and walked the path he was going.

“Ah, I’m asking if you’re going to do it—.”

As Hajin began to walk, Kwon Sabin also walked along, throwing consecutive questions that received no answers. Whether he found the ignoring opponent resentful, or whether he wanted to act childishly, Kwon Sabin acted persistently.

“Looking at them, it clearly looks like those two won’t break up.”

“…”

“How on earth is this turning? Isn’t it fine if just those two marry? Why is Grandfather making you marry hyung?”

Whether he had many things he was curious about, Kwon Sabin did not stop his questions. However, Hajin did not answer any single one of them clearly. It wasn’t because he didn’t want to, but because he didn’t know how he should answer. His own opinion, existence, respect—there was nothing, and he knew nothing, so what would he reply? Moreover, the words Kwon Sayoung had spoken kept coming back to him too.

‘The Chairman doesn’t have much time left.’

He thought it was strange that he was doing something he normally didn’t do. After hearing that story, Hajin was also distracted in many ways. News that his grandfather didn’t have much time left was simply sad, but this situation where he couldn’t just be sad was somehow depressing. Moreover, just as Kwon Sabin said, that couple had no intention of breaking up either, yet they were trying to proceed with this marriage.

“You piece of… not answering? You’ve gotten a bit presumptuous just because you’ve graduated now, huh? Back at school you couldn’t even make a squeak….”

“Why are you coming just now?”

As he walked blindly, before he knew it, it was the exit. The entrance that looked like a palace gate was open, and the languid appearance of Kwon Sayoung waiting for someone in front of a black sedan could be seen. Leaning his body against the open back seat door, he was staring blankly at Hajin.

“Get in.”

He spoke like that and gave a tilt of his head toward the inside of the car.

“Why is hyung with him?”

Kwon Sabin asked curiously toward him who was waiting.

“What do you mean why. I’m trying to drop off my fiancé, is that a no?”

“What fiancé, earlier Seong Yeon….”

Hajin grabbed his wrist invisibly. At the unspoken sign telling him not to speak, Kwon Sabin warped his brow.

“You’ve been daringly grabbing and touching me all over since a while ago, huh? Eh?”

A while ago he was just touching his face without hesitation, and now he was fingering his wrist—he had a face that found Hajin’s daring behavior dumbfounded. At the truly childish reaction, Hajin let out a low sigh and put down the wrist he had held.

“If the two of you have no more words to say, get in. Because I have another schedule ahead, so time is tight.”

Kwon Sayoung checked his wristwatch once more, and without hiding his bothersome sign, continued his words once again.

“Sabin, since Mother and Father are waiting behind, you go over that way.”

Kwon Sabin looked back and forth between Hajin, who made him unable to say any words, and his hyung, who told him to go quickly, and clicked his tongue discontentedly.

“Talk to you again later, you.”

Placing a threat on Hajin, who didn’t give any reply until the end, he ultimately took a step back and walked toward the lined-up foreign cars. Only when they were left as just the two of them did Kwon Sayoung give another tilt of his head, walked to the opposite side of the open back seat, and got into the car. The open side was directed toward himself.

A minor manner. He was a person who did this kind of thing truly as if it were nothing. Basic kindness, yet things Hajin had never received while living.

Because Hajin also had words to say, he entered inside the car he had opened. Sliding his body comfortably into the spacious interior and closing the door, the car departed immediately. As his private chauffeur stepped on the accelerator like a machine and departed, he, sitting in the next seat, put down the tablet he had been checking.

“Are you very close with Sabin?”

Whether the appearance of them being attached was quite unexpected, he suddenly opened his mouth.

“No.”

Hajin replied flatly. At the firm answer, Kwon Sayoung twitched one eyebrow as if it were unexpected. When he saw them just now, they were conversing comfortably with each other, and above all, the appearance of his younger brother, Kwon Sabin, was extremely unexpected. The sight of a guy who had zero interest in others chattering while his expression shifted every second by Hajin’s side was quite impressive. Conversely, Hajin, his opponent, was replying as if it were bothersome without a single shift in expression.

“…I heard you were at the same school.”

Kwon Sayoung glanced once at Hajin, who was sitting straight and looking only forward, and asked once more.

“Yes.”

“I guess you weren’t close despite frequent interactions between the families.”

They were words with absolutely zero interest toward his younger brother or toward Hajin either. A human crowd like Kwon Sabin wasn’t particularly the type of human to keep something like a friend. It was just to the extent of keeping them as his own followers or simply acquaintances, not a personality that genuinely respected the other party and felt a human bond. But there was naturally no way he would think of himself—an illegitimate child, not even a dominant but merely a Beta—as a friend.

“…Why did you say you would drop me off?”

Toward him whose introduction was getting long without bringing up the full-fledged topic, Hajin threw a question instead of an answer. Since being in one place as just the two of them wasn’t a common occurrence, he thought there was definitely a reason. Though he had roughly expected it.

“What do you mean why. You heard it when dining earlier.”

His blank gaze landed. Somehow, the skin it touched felt like a tingling sensation. The characteristic eyes he possessed were just like that. They were sharp and deep, and while coldness could be felt, there was also clearly a greedy part. Whenever he saw his deep and arrogant eyes, he always felt as if his insides were being seen through, making one side of his stomach heave.

“…I didn’t know hyung would accept Grandfather’s proposal.”

Hajin suppressed his heaving insides as hard as possible and brought up the words flatly.

“Since someone said they would convince that old man but there was no news.”

Hajin glanced at him out of the corner of his eye with a startled face. He clearly remembered him saying that in his grandfather’s hospital room. That he would try to convince him, and not to worry.

“…I failed. I’m sorry.”

“And it’s not that you had no intention to do it?”

“Excuse me…?”

At the words he lightly snapped back, Hajin’s eyes grew large as if somewhat surprised.

“I heard it, from Yeonwoo.”

“…”

“I heard you liked me.”

The incident not long ago where Seong Yeonwoo had called him right in front of his face as if to show off crossed his mind. At the appearance of casually letting his story slip out subtly, Hajin had struggled and blocked it, but it seemed it had ultimately entered his ears. Everyone thought he had played tricks, and now even he thought he had played tricks. For the reason that he liked him.

Hajin hesitated for a moment to answer. Denying it saying it wasn’t true—he was also a bit exhausted from that now. Even if he said it wasn’t true, everyone didn’t believe it, and now that even the party involved thought that way, he even felt resignation. Even if he hadn’t played tricks, the fact that he had secretly harbored him in his heart was the truth, so denying it felt like it would feel like hypocrisy as well. Because there was definitely a sin in harboring in one’s heart a taken person, and on top of that, his half-brother’s lover.

“But what should I do.”

“…”

“I have no intention of breaking up with Yeonwoo though.”

He continued his words ordinarily. Unlike himself whose mind was complicated, he had a simple and clear way of speaking.