Omega Complex Novel (Completed) - Chapter 74

It was the first ejaculation without knotting. Except for the times I did it by hand, this had never happened before. Twitch, twitch, the penis filling my inner walls trembled intermittently.

“Ha…”

Choi Taegyeom blinked, his face showing the lingering effects of ejaculation. Every time his long eyelashes fluttered, my thighs tensed. He took one, then two breaths, then lifted my upper body and embraced me so tightly I felt like I would crumble.

“You really…”

“He said only Park Sungjae has the key.”

His gentle voice was quite annoying. I thought he was surprisingly relaxed. How did this guy, who only joined the club today, know such a thing? I bit Choi Taegyeom’s shoulder as if to get revenge, but he licked my earlobe for a long time.

“You felt it in that situation?”

“……!”

His blunt voice was full of playfulness. What was absurd was that my lower body reacted again to that low voice. I had lived my whole life without sexual desire, but this late-learned desire was so terrifying. My face flushed hot, and my shoulders trembled.

“……I was just surprised.”

I added an excuse, barely audible. Choi Taegyeom let out a silly laugh and stroked my head. Mwah, the kiss pressed on my cheek was full of affection for me.

“Okay, I’ll believe you.”

“You too…”

I opened my mouth in a fit of pique, but closed it again as soon as our eyes met. His eyes, still clouded with arousal, approached me with a kind of impulse. Right, he wouldn’t be satisfied with just one time. A thirst welled up in my stomach, and I proposed to Choi Taegyeom in a hoarse voice.

“……Let’s go home.”

Outside the building, cherry blossoms bloomed profusely. Perhaps because I was so drained, my eyelids drooped lazily in the gentle spring breeze. Choi Taegyeom looked up at the clear blue sky, a pleasant smile on his lips.

“It’s really spring now.”

I was confused about which was spring, the flowers or Choi Taegyeom. Both were equally bright, but the season couldn’t smile at me. His faintly smiling face was more lovely than the cherry blossoms.

“Indeed, it’s beautiful.”

It was an ambiguous compliment, but he quickly understood my true feelings. He put his hands in his coat pockets and playfully shrugged his shoulders.

“Me?”

“……Yes, you.”

A laugh naturally escaped me. Anyway, he was incredibly quick to pick up on things like this. It was a skill that he could say he was beautiful himself and not be annoying. Anyone else would lack the confidence to ask such a thing.

“The kids know we’re dating.”

We walked through the campus, full of cherry blossoms, towards the back gate. We could have gone faster by cutting through the buildings, but we decided to walk along the promenade to enjoy the flowers. Perhaps because I skipped the lecture, or because I was walking with Choi Taegyeom, I felt more refreshed than ever.

“Kids? What kids?”

“The classmates. Sungjae and Minjeong.”

I hoped the cherry blossoms wouldn’t fall by the festival. Just as quickly as they bloomed, they also fell, so last year or the year before, people even called it a ‘leaf festival’ instead of a ‘cherry blossom festival.’

“I don’t know how, but they must have heard it somewhere.”

“Hmm… really?”

Choi Taegyeom replied evasively with a low murmur. When I said, ‘It seems the rumors have spread,’ he even trailed off, saying, ‘Oh, really…’ Tap, tap, he moved his feet, then naturally reached out his hand towards me.

“Then we don’t have to worry about being noticed.”

In a brief moment, our fingers intertwined. Our shadows cast on the ground were also connected at our right hands. The warmth transferred from his palm instantly invaded my heart.

“……When did we ever worry about being noticed?”

I said something I didn’t mean. My heart fluttered, even though it wasn’t the first time we held hands. Our fingers, which had intertwined countless times since childhood, felt incredibly awkward today. He laced his fingers with mine and traced the back of my hand with his thumb, and even that small touch squeezed my heart.

I awkwardly touched the back of my neck and lowered my gaze. There weren’t many people, but whenever someone passed by, they conspicuously stared at us. Half of them were shocked to see Choi Taegyeom, and the other half gave envious glances.

“People are looking.”

“I held your hand so they would look.”

If nothing else, this action certainly contributed to the rumors. An Alpha and Omega holding hands and walking in broad daylight. It was no different from advertising, ‘We’re dating.’ Others might think we were having a sickeningly sweet date.

Well, what did it matter? If rumors spread, let them spread. If others knew, let them know. There would be advantages to that too.

‘Want to hold hands?’

Suddenly, it felt nostalgic. The day we reunited, we awkwardly reminisced about the past in a dark alley. We indulged our desires disguised as play, and surprised by the mingling warmth of our bodies, we hurried to escape. But now, we were holding hands without any obstacles.

We had held hands the day I confessed too, but I hadn’t realized it then. That’s because we were holding hands, he was walking beside me, not behind me. The person I had only ever gazed at was now staying by my side.

“Yoonwoo.”

Pheromones resembling the season were transmitted through our touching skin. They were gentle and warm, like spring. In response, my pheromones wavered towards Choi Taegyeom.

“Your pheromones… they’ve gotten stronger.”

He said that, shaking our clasped hands. How deeply infatuated I was, even that small action felt adorable. My pheromones had gotten stronger, but that didn’t change the fact that I was still recessive.

“Pheromones…”

Was it because I stopped taking suppressants and smoking? Or perhaps it was because I was no longer hiding them. It wasn’t unreasonable to feel that they had ‘deepened’ now that I was openly displaying what I had carefully concealed.

“Maybe it’s because I’m not holding back.”

“That’s not quite the feeling…”

Choi Taegyeom tilted his head but didn’t press further. He seemed unsure how to express it accurately himself. He shook his head and spoke with a worried tone.

“Go to the hospital again soon. We need to see if your pheromones have stabilized since last time.”

“Last time? When?”

“You know, when you had your heat cycle.”

Ah, that time.

My pheromones, which had been raging wildly, calmed down as soon as I mingled bodies with Choi Taegyeom. Whether it was because my sexual urges were resolved, or because I had fully experienced the pheromones of a dominant Alpha, either way, there had been no problems since, so I had forgotten.

“Don’t say it’s too much trouble and don’t go. I’ll go with you.”

“Oh, well…”

I was just thinking, ‘I don’t think I need to go,’ so I awkwardly mumbled my answer. The causes were all resolved, and recently, my pheromones have been more stable than ever. So I didn’t feel the need, but it was better to go once than to make him worry.

“Okay.”

When I nodded, Choi Taegyeom’s eyes curved in satisfaction. Even if I forgot, he would probably drag me there by force. He showed such meticulousness when it came to my well-being, to the point where it seemed like hypochondria.

“Don’t get sick.”

“I’m not sick.”

His voice, full of concern, subtly revealed a hint of guilt. This feeling was now both joyful and apologetic. I liked that he cared about me, but I didn’t want him to worry himself sick over it.

“……My back hurts because of you, though.”

I held Choi Taegyeom’s hand and said casually. My ears felt hot, but I tried to pretend not to notice. He widened his eyes for a moment, then smiled as if melting.

“I’ll massage it for you later.”

His face, blooming with laughter, was dazzlingly radiant. Spring, spent with Choi Taegyeom after a long time, was warmer than ever.

During high school, our school, famous for its cherry blossoms and lawn, held a sports day every spring. The sports field was filled with colorful flowers, and students were diligently practicing their respective events. Some lenient teachers would even take time out of class, and if that wasn’t possible, students willingly gave up their lunch breaks.

Among them, Choi Taegyeom was the student who participated in the most events. It wasn’t by his own will; he was simply so athletic that he couldn’t help it. Especially the relay race, where participants were chosen based on skill, and soccer, which male students participated in, were impossible to skip, so he was forced to participate in five events.

In contrast, I, with my incredible rock-paper-scissors luck, avoided most events. I even managed to wiggle out of soccer, which required the most running. The sports club manager expressed regret, saying, ‘We need Yoonwoo to win,’ but Choi Taegyeom cut him off by saying, ‘I can do it.’

So I spent most of the practice time in the stands. Only the students with poor health and a few others remained in the stands, busy chatting among themselves. Of course, I didn’t join any group and just stared blankly at Choi Taegyeom.

‘Lee Yoonwoo, some water for me.’

Choi Taegyeom, who was in the middle of soccer practice, approached me. His hair was completely disheveled, and sweat was streaming down his neck. The weather was still cool, but anyone would believe it was midsummer if they saw him.

‘You must be tired.’

He looked pitiful, gasping for breath. Being talented was also a sin; he had been running around frantically every sports day season since elementary school. It was fortunate that he didn’t dislike sports.

‘My heart feels like it’s going to burst. Want to feel it?’

Choi Taegyeom put down the water he had gulped down and took my right hand. As I placed my hand on his left chest, guided by him, I felt his heart pounding. He had scored three goals in just 15 minutes, and the warmth radiating from his body was also hot against my palm.

‘It’s beating really fast.’

‘I’m so tired I could die.’

He puffed out his chest, gasping for breath. He had already let go of my wrist, but strangely, I couldn’t pull my hand away. I felt like I was being drawn into the pounding sensation transmitted through my palm.

“……Why?”

He frowned awkwardly and began to speak. A faint scent of sand wafted from Choi Taegyeom. He was sweating, but it wasn’t unpleasant; rather, even his sticky touch felt good.

‘Just. Be careful not to catch a cold. You’ll get cold when your sweat dries.’

So I casually moved my hand upwards. As I wiped his hot neck and the beads of sweat, he recoiled slightly.

‘……Hey, I’m really sweaty.’

‘That’s why I wiped it.’

Below his chin, near his neck, a strong pulse was also felt. His face was also bright red from being in the sun for so long. Since his skin was naturally fair, his reddened cheeks were excessively noticeable. He should put on some sunscreen. I curled the corners of my lips and cupped Choi Taegyeom’s face with both hands.

‘My hands are cool, right?’

“……”

This time, he didn’t pull back either. He just slowly blinked and held my wrist. I felt like he was even hotter than before.

‘……Oh, your hands are really cold.’

Choi Taegyeom said that and buried his face in my palm. I couldn’t see his expression, but I knew he was at least in a good mood.

‘I’ll be right back.’

He ran back to the sports field as soon as the break time ended. My once cool hands were now warm from Choi Taegyeom’s body heat. My quiet heart also pounded, resembling his.

After that, Choi Taegyeom continued to run around the field. He scored three more goals in the second half, and the students in the stands blushed as they watched him. I even faintly heard an Omega next to me muttering, ‘His pheromones…’

“……”

Indeed, it was spring in many ways. The vibrant air of the sports field, the fluttering petals, and the tireless kids running around. And in the midst of it all, Choi Taegyeom, who drew more attention than anyone else, occasionally looked at me.

‘……Beautiful.’

What was beautiful, I didn’t know at the time. Perhaps around then, my feelings for him were preparing to bloom. Only now, fully bloomed, did I finally understand what kind of fluttering that was.