My Alpha Era Began with Gongjindan – Chapter 69

Author: nicotine

Moon Yeonghwa was always like this. Just when it seemed like he was letting his guard down a little, he would quickly pull himself together, say it wasn’t allowed, and push away.

Moon Yeonghwa was the person who wanted Jung Pureum’s success more than anyone else, so Jung Pureum understood his rejection. The constant problem was that understanding and feeling hurt were two completely different things.

While Jung Pureum tied up the used condom and unwrapped a new one, Moon Yeonghwa did nothing but stare at the ruined sheets. He had quite a distraught expression on his face.

“I can’t do any more….”

“We only did it once.”

“The sheets are completely soaked, too.”

Complaining like he was dying after doing it just once.

Jung Pureum leaned back in, gently trying to soothe Moon Yeonghwa. Their skin, slick with sweat and bodily fluids, stuck together closely.

“That’s just… because you got too overly excited, Hyung.”

“….”

“You might not care about anything else, but you like my body, Hyung….”

“It’s not just your body that I like.”

“Even though you said imprinting is out of the question.”

“Of course it is. Does it make any sense to imprint at your age?”

“I’m an adult too, Hyung.”

Moon Yeonghwa knew that better than anyone. If Jung Pureum weren’t an adult, the person who would be in the most trouble right now was Moon Yeonghwa. However, this wasn’t a problem that could be solved just because Jung Pureum was an adult. Imprinting wasn’t child’s play.

Imprinting is different from marriage. Unlike a legal union where a divorce makes two people strangers, once an imprint is made, it isn’t easy to undo. Even though imprint removal surgery exists, it wasn’t particularly safe.

It is true that many dynamic traits imprint in their mid-to-late twenties because it makes pheromone control easier. However, there were also many cases where people imprinted recklessly and ended up regretting it.

A quick search on online communities easily revealed posts about people being in a bind after their feelings for their partner cooled down post-imprint. It was also common for people who imprinted and married early to be left high and dry because their spouse had a change of heart.

Unfortunately, messy, dirty soap operas were closer to reality than the unchanging love in romance dramas. Therefore, rushing to get anything done at a young age is not a good choice. There is no guarantee that one won’t regret that decision as life goes on.

Moon Yeonghwa thought that if Jung Pureum imprinted with him now, he would definitely come to regret it. When Jung Pureum turns twenty-two, Moon Yeonghwa will turn thirty. Right now, it’s fine since both of them are young, but being eight years older meant that he would age several times faster.

There is no such thing as eternal love or affection. Moon Yeonghwa was always realistic about things like this. Even Jung Pureum, who constantly shouted, ‘I like you, Hyung!’, was bound to waver someday. Could the rose-colored glasses really stay on forever?

“You’ll definitely regret it….”

“I won’t.”

“What do you know?”

“I know more about myself than you do, Hyung.”

Moon Yeonghwa looked at Jung Pureum, who was running his hands over his arms and legs while he lay completely limp.

His sharply defined face had features so distinct that anyone would call him handsome. It went without saying that his physique was great since he was a swimmer, and apart from occasionally hitting people (this was a problem that would be resolved as long as Moon Yeonghwa wasn’t around), he had a good personality too.

To think someone so lacking in nothing like Jung Pureum liked him. Moon Yeonghwa reached out and tugged at Jung Pureum’s curly hair.

“You really are a fool.”

“Ouch.”

“Idiot.”

“You know that nowadays, that means ‘I love you’, right?”

“Says who?”

Their lips met again. Jung Pureum now skillfully bit and sucked on the spots Moon Yeonghwa liked.

Without knowing who started it first, their bodies entangled. Aligning the tip of his penis against the thoroughly loosened opening, he inserted it again, and they mated endlessly until they grew sick of it.

Even though it wasn’t a heat cycle, it was just as messy and wild. Moon Yeonghwa deeply inhaled Jung Pureum’s body scent. It was a fresh soap scent, so clean it was hard to believe it was a pheromone.

“Yeonghwa Hyung, don’t close your eyes.”

“Ah, ngh… why again….”

“Because I’m worried you might pass out….”

No matter how hard one looked, the shameless conversation continued. It lacked romance for pillow talk.

In reality, Moon Yeonghwa was gradually reaching his limit due to his lack of stamina. Since an overwhelming wave of pleasure had already swept through once before, his strength was draining even faster than before.

“Hey, I’m… ngh, tired now….”

Jung Pureum picked up and held Moon Yeonghwa, who was collapsing forward. Moon Yeonghwa buried his head into Jung Pureum’s shoulder just as he was. Even though his body was exhausted, leaning on him like this made his mind feel at peace.

Because Jung Pureum intentionally moved slowly to match Moon Yeonghwa’s stamina, the genitalia packed inside kept stimulating shallow spots. The sheer volume pressing down inside made the small of his back tingle, but Moon Yeonghwa liked the peace of this moment, so he didn’t rush him. To be precise, he didn’t have the energy to rush him.

“Hyung.”

“Mmh….”

“If I bring home a gold medal… by then, I’ll be twenty-one, and….”

“Yeah….”

“Can’t you think about it just a little more seriously?”

While Moon Yeonghwa was slumping weakly, Jung Pureum threw another curveball. Not only did Jung Pureum know himself better than Moon Yeonghwa did, but he had reached a point where he knew Moon Yeonghwa better than Moon Yeonghwa knew himself.

Either way, if the word ‘imprint’ came up again, Moon Yeonghwa would step back, saying, ‘Hey! Where do you think you’re going when the ink on your ID isn’t even dry yet!’

In that case, how about asking him to ‘think about it seriously’?

“…Fine.”

As expected, this worked well.

No matter how much subtle differences in phrasing matter in the Korean language, replacing just a few words yielded a positive answer. Unfortunately for Moon Yeonghwa, Jung Pureum was not the kind of person to let such a positive response slip away.

With a satisfied expression, Jung Pureum kissed Moon Yeonghwa all over his face. At the pecking kisses, Moon Yeonghwa closed his eyes completely.

Hyung is really a fool and an idiot… Jung Pureum muttered only to himself. As expected, nowadays, this really was another expression for saying ‘I love you’.

∞ ∞ ∞

When I came to my senses, three days had passed again.

…Does this even make sense?

I gasped, holding my cell phone which had dozens of missed calls. Not only was the weekend blown away, but Monday had disappeared as well.

I am a total failure as a self-employed business owner. Of course, since no one knew when I would go through a heat cycle, our Oriental medicine clinic ran well enough for about a day without me.

Fortunately, there were no late-night clinic hours on Mondays. If this disaster had struck on Wednesday or Friday, when there are late-night appointments, Nam Jungyoon would have staged a vice-director coup for real this time.

“Hyung, are you awake?”

Jung Pureum came out of the inner bathroom wearing a bathrobe. Drying his wet hair, he looked terribly healthy.

Except for my lower back hurting, I had sucked the vital energy right out of Jung Pureum, so I probably looked extremely healthy as well. I could feel that my pheromones, which usually jumped all over the place, had stabilized. It had been a while since they were this stable.

“Lie down a bit longer. I ordered room service.”

“You… look strangely used to this?”

“Well, that’s because I’ve been here for three days.”

Jung Pureum brought out the clothes he had sent to the laundry. The clothes that had been messily crumpled on the first day were now fluffy like new. Spending three days at a hotel makes everything feel brand new. …I didn’t really want to know that, though.

Jung Pureum watched my reaction and subtly snuggled up to me. Instead of pushing Jung Pureum away, I just roughly patted the hair of Jung Pureum, who buried his head in my chest like he was acting spoiled.

“You should dry your hair properly. You’ll catch a cold.”

“I have a strong constitution, so I’m fine.”

The guy who had been tightly snuggling against me like an obedient puppy merely raised his eyes to check my expression. He seemed worried that I might suddenly jump up and bolt out, saying, ‘Act like none of this ever happened!’

It wasn’t that I had zero desire to do that, but I have a conscience too. It wasn’t just Jung Pureum who devoured me. I devoured Jung Pureum completely clean, too.

Now, my social dignity and conscience are beyond saving. I buried my dead conscience deep within my chest. Let’s think of it as a perfect crime. It’s already done, so what can I do?

“Pureum-ah.”

However, I couldn’t completely pretend not to care about my social dignity either. Unfortunately, I’m a functional member of society….

“I’ve been thinking, and….”

“I think it’s better if you don’t think, Hyung.”

“…Huh?”

“I already know what you’re going to say, Hyung.”

“What is it….”

“You’re going to tell me now, ‘Even so, it’s hard for us to date seriously.’”

“….”

I was rendered speechless. Because he hit the nail right on the head.

“And then you’ll say this: ‘Pureum-ah, you have a bright future ahead of you. So I shouldn’t hold you back, should I?’”

He hit the nail on the head twice. This guy, Jung Pureum, could set up a fortune-telling mat at Miari Gap….