Don't You Need an Omega Lucky Charm - Chapter 18.2
“What do you mean, there isn’t one? There’s the suite room!”
Faint pheromones still wrapped around the two of them. Though it was a situation where he couldn’t help but be conscious of it, his rational brain whirred at full speed.
“Not showing a space, but letting you rest.”
The hotel’s advertising slogan, which he had thought about continuously for a long time without forgetting, popped right out of Ha-on’s mouth.
Rather than being criticized over a story of money from his mother that he hadn’t even received, he thought it would be better to honestly say he was envious of winning the suite room.
“I was envious that you won the suite room there, Senior. Since I have no business going to a place like that, I just wanted to go and see it in person.”
Ha-on spread both palms wide open to emphasize his innocence.
“It’s just that. That’s the only thing I could possibly be envious of you for, Senior.”
“…”
“And just because I’m an Omega doesn’t mean all Omegas are the same.”
Ha-on caught his breath for a moment and spoke.
“Even if your mother promises to give something, Senior, I’m not the kind of person who can just snap at it like that.”
Though he didn’t know well what Cha Jeongwon’s mother was bribing people to do, judging by the vibe of their conversations so far, it seemed like she was trying to attach an Omega to Cha Jeongwon.
But how could a solo-since-birth like me snap at that?
Of course, someone could retort asking if being single since birth means you can’t do it. However, Ha-on could proudly shout it out.
Seduction is something only people who know how to do it perform. I can’t do things like that!
Because from my childhood until now, my life has been dotted with fine arts and raising my twin siblings!
The excuses he suddenly recalled were exceedingly pathetic. Ha-on, who let out an awkward fake cough, tried to wrap up the situation roughly.
“So from now on…”
He spoke as he grabbed the doorknob again.
“Never say things like that. Next time, I will ignore the fact that you’re my senior and my elder, and bite you.”
This time, he yanked the doorknob he was holding.
Clack. The door opened halfway.
At that moment, a low laugh flowed very briefly from behind his back.
Without being able to ask the reason for the laugh, Ha-on came out almost as if running away.
The hallway air felt exceptionally cold. Ha-on hurriedly pressed the elevator button. Even then, unable to endure for fear that Cha Jeongwon might follow behind, he came out to the emergency staircase.
“Seriously…”
Ha-on barely swallowed the curse that was about to come out.
“Why do we keep getting entangled?”
Muttering as he walked down the stairs, Ha-on entered his studio apartment. As soon as he opened the door, he kicked off his sneakers roughly and went inside, whereupon Kim Hyeongyu, who was in the living room, poked his head over the backrest of the sofa.
“Hey. You yesterday…”
Without even listening to what Kim Hyeongyu was saying, Ha-on threw his body onto the bed. Then he pulled the duvet all the way up over his head.
“…”
Kim Hyeongyu approached right in front of the bed.
“Hey, a person is talking to you and you just walk away? By the way, yesterday with Senior Cha Jeongwon…”
“Arghhhh!”
The duvet heaved.
Instead of an answer, his feet went out first. From inside the duvet, Ha-on kicked relentlessly toward the empty air.
Thump, thump. Though the atmosphere was quite menacing, only rustling sounds were made.
Kim Hyeongyu asked as he looked down at Ha-on.
“That’s why I asked why you drank so much alcohol.”
Kim Hyeongyu thought Ha-on was embarrassed because of what happened yesterday, but Ha-on couldn’t care about that at all.
“Why did I talk about the suite room there!”
Kim Hyeongyu blinked his eyes.
“What? Don’t tell me you went to a hotel with a Senior?”
Even while Kim Hyeongyu’s misunderstanding deepened, Ha-on gnashed his teeth as he recalled the conversation he had shared with Cha Jeongwon earlier.
“Now what kind of guy will he see me as?”
Ha-on tightly hugged the duvet.
“If only I had just been envious. Was I coveting it, wishing that I had that kind of luck too? At this point, I deserve to be sworn at.”
He even answered himself.
Ha-on clenched his fist tightly. This is seriously driving me crazy.
Then he shoved the duvet away sharply and stood up.
“No, why does that human keep treating me… like that? What on earth is he? Self-consciousness overload has its limits.”
He wanted to interrogate him and ask what the reason was for not being able to believe him.
“I should have just not talked about the suite room, and said, ‘Yes! That’s right, I’m flirting with you!’ Darn it!”
The last part was close to a scream.
Kim Hyeongyu, who was watching while leaning against the doorframe, smirked.
“Hey. Do you really like Senior Jeongwon?”
“What kind of bullshit is that!”
Ha-on shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Is that so? But to anyone looking, it seems like you like that person.”
