Chapter 24: Hide and Seek
As soon as he realized it, suddenly the sight of Song-rik on his bed that was cute earlier looked scary.
He won’t remember anything that’s happening. And he didn’t even come here with a secretary.
It was a good chance that they didn’t even know he was there and were looking for him.
And if he wakes up butt naked on my with me having his clothes right besides in my room...
Doha could imagine the whirlwind of misunderstandings that could happen and sweep him to a pair of garden sheers.
I need to get him back.
But first...
Doha looked at the peacefully sleeping Song-rik, then at his clothes.
He obviously needed to dress him back if he was going anywhere with him.
He could just call his secretary but he didn’t have their number and it didn’t seem like Song-rik had his phone on him.
Seriously! How did he even get here?!
Doha started taking away his clothes from the omega as he pondered.
*yank!
Song-rik yanked back his shirt as soon as Doha even touched it to take it away.
"It’s mine!" Song-rik yelled.
"No it isn’t!"
Doha retorted at the sudden loss of his shirt’s ownership.
"You damn *beep! If you can’t give me yourself, then at least give me this shirt! I’m going insane because I miss you so much!"
...
Doha paused.
He’s being so... honest...
The sadist in Doha suddenly reemerged after a week’s absence and took over his body and mind.
Should I do a little...
Yeon Doha whipped up his phone, covered Song-rik with his blanket upto his chin and then turned on the camera.
"Hyung," Doha asked mischievously. "Did you miss me?"
"Yeah!"
*hmph!
"How much did you miss me?"
"A lot. Like a millions time more than when I missed my mom after going to daycare for the first day!"
"Pfft! Hyung, why did you come here today?"
"To seduce you and fuck you, of course! You left me yesterday all cold, alone and bothered!"
"Is that so? Then hyung, won’t you forget all this when you sober up later?"
"Well, that’s the point! I can just forget and say you did all this! Then I’ll guilt trip you into getting back with me!"
"... "
"... "
"How evil, hyung. But don’t you think telling me your plan will make it fail?"
Doha leaned closer to Song-rik as he looked at his frowning face. It was awfully cute.
"No it won’t."
"How are you so sure?"
"Because I know that even if you knew, you’d still fall for my trap and come to me."
"... "
"You love me enough to do that."
"... "
"You’ll smile while running back to me and you’ll probably keep changing yourself to match me..."
A solemn look took over Song-rik’s face. He seemed deeply hurt by a sight he was imagining.
"But... I thought and thought and now... I don’t think I can let you leave even if you wither away my side. I don’t think I’m nice enough to do that. I tried but... I can’t... mmph!"
Hang Song-rik had his lips taken by the alpha before he could finish saying what he was.
The phone fell on the bed with a locked screen and in the reflection, Doha striped away the blanket he had put on Song-rik.
Damn it! I don’t care anymore! Fuck it all!
Doha sucked and bit at Song-rik’s lips until they were swollen red.
Song-rik, maybe because of the alcohol or the pheromones, got in hazy state and clung to Doha with his arms around his neck.
As if he was afraid that Doha would disappear.
Desire took over reason for even the sober one of the two and Yeon Doha started stripping himself as he never lost a grip on Song-rik’s lips with his own.
When he removed him shirt, Song-rik, free for once from the eating-kiss, looked dazzlingly at Doha’s chest.
"I thought about it yesterday but you’re really have such a sexy body. I was so disappointed when I couldn’t see more of it yesterday."
Song-rik said as he put one hand over Doha’s head.
Doha blushed so hard that his ears started glowing red. Song-rik could smell the embarrassment in his rosy pheromones.
"You’re doing things to me, hyung. I’m not letting you off easy if you forget and hurt me again."
Doha held Song-rik’s waist and pulled him closer. He sunk his face in his neck from the shoulders and began kissing and leaving hickies.
His one hand gently traced circles on Song-rik’s back, touching then not, like a feather falling down.
His other hand gripped on of him butt cheeks.
Why are they so fucking soft? I want to... bite them... Hyung would probably cry if I bit them... right?
Doha looked at the already tearing up omega. He was feeling so good, he was arching his back and moving his hips unconsciously.
Yeah, he’ll definitely cry...
"Doha!! Did you clean the kitchen again!!?"
Yeon Doha’s stomach dropped as he heard his mother’s voice in the kitchen outside the door.
"Ah! It’s mother! I should go greet her!" Suddenly, Song-rik had the bright idea.
But the problem was that; he was there without notice, they were drenched in each other’s lewd pheromones that even a beta like his mother would notice and lastly, Jang Song-rik was butt naked and covered in hickes all along his neck.
Doha immediately held the now running towards the room door Song-rik and put his hand on his mouth.
"Hyung! Listen to me! Let’s..... Let’s..... Let’s play a game of hide and seek!"
"We ann aayy aaer I eeeh ur uer. (We can play after I greet your mother.)"
"No!! You see... well... mom likes to play and seek a lot! She’ll be looking for you too! I’ll go tell her that you’re hiding so she should look for you! So why don’t you try hiding in my closet, hyung?!" Doha whispered loudly.
What the fuck am I even saying?!
"... "
"Hyung?"
"Then let me hide there."
Song-rik ran over to Doha’s closet and opened it. He took a deep breath in.
"It smells just like you. I might as well just live here from now on."
Doha felt heat creeping up his cheeks as he slowly helped Song-rik get in.
"You can’t make any noise, okay, hyung?"
Song-rik nodded as he wrapped around all the soft clothes he could find in the closet.
He looked like a chick in a nest.
Doha stared at him for a while.
Should I just... hide together with him?
"Yeon Doha!! 👹" His mother called his full name in anger.
Shit! I’m in trouble!
Song-rik seemed absolutely happy where he was as Doha closed the closet and rushed to put on his shirt back.
Then he opened the window and turned on the fan as well as hid Song-rik’s clothes under his pillow.
He then took a deep breath in and punched himself in the groin to kill off the hard on that he had the whole time.
"Yeon Doha! If you don’t come out in five sec... "
"I’m here!" Doha yelled before his mother could announce the countdown.
"What were you doing? It took you that long to come out!" His mother asked suspiciously as she looked at her son’s red ears.
"I don’t think you want to hear about it, mom. I’m a grown up now." Doha just walked past her with a slightly embarrassed look as his mother’s annoyed face turned into a grinning one.
"Oh, were you on a call with Song-rikki?"
His mother asked teasingly.
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