GCT 6

In fact, Lear had not been slacking in his efforts to find Shadow. After Joel Declan, the DNA provider, suddenly vanished without a trace and the organization held a funeral, Lear had selected a few candidates he suspected might be Shadow from among those who had been closely associated with Joel Declan. However, since most of them were paranoid individuals, seven out of ten lived lives so far removed from the digital world that they might as well have been cavemen, which made things quite difficult for him.

Regardless, Lear wanted to turn the lives of those who had dared to provoke a sleeping lion upside down. Only then could he escape the rough days like today and live more leisurely.

“Besides, if you don’t want to die the traditional Declan way, you’d better keep today’s events buried until the day you die.”

Lear’s expression hardened again as he spoke to Franco, who was still trembling in front of him.

“You understand what I mean? The moment you talk about today…”

His voice was endlessly soft, but the murderous intent in Lear’s eyes made Franco panic. Even without using alpha pheromones, there was something about him that could choke the life out of a person.

“O-Of course! Nothing happened!”

“Good. The hole in your hand… well, come up with some excuse for it.”

Franco nodded frantically. Only then did Lear tell Yohan it was time to go home, handing him back the gun. Yohan gave Franco a once-over, started to say something, but held back, turned sharply, and left the house.

Lear followed Yohan, who seemed furious, speaking in the most affectionate tone.

“Luckily, we finished early, huh?”

“…”

“It’s still early enough for morning sex, so don’t make that face.”

Yohan clicked his tongue and glanced at the watch on his wrist before saying.

“Once we’re out of this neighborhood, I’ll call an Uber.”

“The sun hasn’t even fully risen, and you’re talking about Uber! Besides, dressed that sexy, you’ll cause trouble getting into someone else’s car.”

“Then shut up and drive me home.”

Lear let out a deep sigh, grabbed Yohan’s arm, and said.

“I’d love to.”

“What?”

Yohan felt a chill. He couldn’t quite figure out Lear’s intentions, but for a brief moment, he thought he saw Lear’s eyes darken.

“No, hear me out.”

Lear grinned, opened the passenger door for him, and said.

“Whether it’s Uber or my car, you’re going to stand out either way. Kids will probably stare at you with wide eyes, wondering what’s going on.”

He wasn’t wrong. It was almost time for kids to head to school and for people with regular jobs to go to work. If anyone in the neighborhood saw Yohan, an uncommon Asian in these parts, coming home at an unusual hour, someone was bound to ask where he’d been.

Surely, at least one person in their family was connected to the Vasquez organization, and if that news reached Fiona or Kouri, he might have to come up with excuses. That would be quite a hassle.

“Was this part of your plan too?”

“No way. Come on, Kitty, let’s go to my place, have breakfast, and catch a nap.”

“If you don’t start blabbing about proposing or dating, I’ll eat.”

“Come on, Kitty. Even I’d propose properly in a proper setting.”

If he weren’t so good-looking, Yohan wouldn’t have bothered dealing with him, but Lear’s purple eyes staring at him and his charm offensive only made Yohan let out a hollow laugh. Yohan reached out, pushed Lear’s face away, and turned his head sharply.

“Then we’re going to my place?”

“Whatever.”

Lear expected Yohan to snap back with more irritation, but his indifferent attitude made Lear drive in silence for a moment. The quiet felt oddly like a married couple’s spat. Lear nudged Yohan’s arm with his elbow and said.

“Cheer up. Frowning that pretty face only hurts my heart, and it doesn’t change anything right now.”

“I know. This is just the beginning.”

“Come on, Kitty. How about some music?”

To ease the awkward atmosphere, Lear turned on the radio. A song blaring about drugs and sex filled the car. Yohan didn’t know who the DJ was, but he wondered if there was anyone as chaotic as Lear. He didn’t have any particular prejudice against the music, but listening to such a song with Lear in the morning soured his mood further. Yohan reached out, turned off the radio, and said.

“Enough with the noisy music. Are we going to Calabasas?”

“Well, that place does hold memories with you… but we’re heading to Bel Air for now, somewhere safer.”

“Safe…”

“My Bel Air house is where I grew up. My mom and grandma used to come and go often. They’re both in New York now, though…”

“Is there any guarantee Declan hasn’t touched that place? Those are the guys who spiked your drink at a party.”

“My grandma’s a celebrity. She’s got a 98% national recognition rate and a 76% favorability rating. She’s probably more popular than Will Smith and Angelina Jolie combined.”

“Really? That big?”

“Anyway, messing with someone like that gets messy fast. Digging for the truth might cause all sorts of people to lose it.”

Yohan recalled the flood of documentaries about celebrity deaths at Lear’s words.

“Then why bother hunting for Shadow and chasing justice with me? The witness protection program would just be a hassle for you. You could just hide out in your cute, fancy Bel Air house.”

“This is a chance to start fresh, so it’s not bad. And I’m not my grandma. Plus, it’s Declan we’re dealing with. If they’re facing jail time, things will change. They’d probably try to kill me before it even gets to trial. When that happens… ugh, I don’t even want to think about it.”

“You’re really…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll pick a different place for our honeymoon home. How about Malibu?”

Yohan clicked his tongue and turned his head sharply. Meanwhile, Lear’s car entered Bel Air. The neighborhood, with its tight security from the entrance, was worlds apart from where Yohan lived.

‘I thought it’d be like a country club.’

He tried not to show it, but his eyes kept wandering. Come to think of it, the Calabasas house where he first met Lear had a similar vibe.

“Liz.”

“Hm? Got another place in mind?”

“Never mind. It just hit me, but a lot of famous people came to your place before. Lil Baby, Da Baby, D Baby, Steel Baby? What was it? Some kind of Baby…”

“The only Baby I know is you, Kitty.”

Yohan gave Lear a pathetic look before asking with a slightly serious gaze.

“Seriously, I’m curious, Liz.”

“Yeah?”

“Doesn’t it get exhausting, flirting nonstop like that? It’s not even 8 a.m.”

“Calling a man’s heart degrading is too much.”

“De… ugh, forget it.”

A guy far from innocent talking about matters of the heart was just absurd. Yohan, dumbfounded, leaned back in the seat, tapping his foot.

“By the way, Kitty, to think we’ve progressed to eating scrambled eggs together in the morning…”

“Cut the crap and focus on driving. I’m starving.”

Lear chuckled at Yohan’s words, glancing at him. Without the loud Hawaiian shirt, the tailored suit highlighted Yohan’s toned physique even more today. The way he slouched slightly, not sitting upright, made the chest buttons look like they might pop, adding a provocative edge. Even his sulky expression was cute enough to stir sadistic urges.

‘No wonder I keep wanting to mess with him.’

Yohan was a man who got under his skin in many ways. If he were an omega, Lear could chalk it up to biology, but Yohan was a beta as big as a door. If he were a woman, it might’ve been easier to handle, but from head to toe, Yohan wasn’t Lear’s type at all.

‘What a strange agent.’

Yet, their physical chemistry was great, and his feisty personality was oddly endearing. Plus, Yohan was essential in taking down Declan. Lear decided to keep a close eye on him as much as he intrigued him and said.

“We’re here.”

A large iron gate clanked open automatically, and Lear’s car drove deep inside. Yohan looked dazed at the different vibe from the Calabasas house. He’d teased Lear about being Liz, but this place really looked like somewhere Queen Elizabeth might live.

“Kitty, need an escort?”

Lear said, pressing Yohan’s seatbelt button. Yohan snapped out of it and quickly got out of the car.

“No need to rush like that.”

Yohan cursed with his eyes and said to Lear.

“Know why I’m holding back from cussing you out?”

“Because we’re getting closer?”

“So you can live a long life getting cursed.”

“Thanks for thinking of my lifespan, Kitty. Let’s live happily together until our black hair turns gray.”

“…”

“Luckily, I don’t have genes for gray hair, so you won’t ditch me.”

“Ha.”

At the ridiculous comment, Yohan laughed emotionlessly and flipped him off. Lear winked, talking about growing old together, then clung to Yohan, linking arms.

“Let go.”

“It’s chilly in the morning. Let me borrow some body heat.”

“Keep up the gross talk?”

When Yohan tried to pull his arm free, Lear tightened his grip, holding Yohan’s hand firmly.

“I’ll pull my gun.”

“Kitty, this is my house, but there are eyes everywhere, so save the pants-dropping for the bedroom.”

Lear coaxed Yohan, dragging him inside. Yohan was genuinely annoyed but couldn’t overpower Lear’s strength.

‘Even for an alpha, does this guy work out five hours a day? His strength is insane.’

After a few attempts to twist his arm free, Yohan gave up and followed Lear inside. Just as he was thinking to demand food first, he looked at Lear.

“Liri!”

Yohan had teased Lear about being a princess, but he hadn’t realized Lear was treated like one at home. The cute nickname “Liri” made Yohan burst out laughing.

“Pfft.”

Just as Yohan was about to tease him further, Lear, who usually enjoyed Yohan’s teasing, didn’t have time to care. Someone had suddenly appeared before them.

“Grandma?”

At Lear’s words, Yohan followed his gaze. A middle-aged woman was staring at Lear with a disapproving look.

“Grandma?”

The woman approaching—Lear’s grandmother and the great actress Laura Crawford. Seeing such a famous person up close! She was a youthful, beautiful silver-haired woman, making it hard to believe she was Lear’s grandmother.

“Gasp.”

Images of Laura’s countless films from Yohan’s childhood flashed through his mind like a montage. The fact that this woman, with the most Oscar nominations for Best Supporting Actress and two Best Actress wins, was Lear’s grandmother was still unbelievable.

“L-Liz… that’s her, right? The one I’m seeing…!”

Yohan grabbed Lear’s arm tightly, whispering as he clung to him. Lear frowned, nodded slightly, and spoke to Laura.

“You said you’d be in New York for a while.”

“Seeing you, it doesn’t seem like that’s the most important thing.”

Laura scanned Yohan up and down with a clearly displeased expression. Yohan, having seen Laura Crawford on TV and in movies countless times, felt an inner familiarity with her, especially since she resembled Lear. But her hostile gaze upon meeting him for the first time felt strange.

“Where have you been to come back now?”

“I’m not a kid anymore… Do I really need to hear this from you, Grandma?”

“You’re not young enough to be wasting time.”

“Wasting time? No one’s used time more efficiently than me.”

Lear chuckled. With early graduation, dropping out of college, and achieving success, he was far from wasting time. The problem was, he’d used it so efficiently that he had too much free time, leading to pointless antics.

“I don’t want to think of the good time I spent with this guy as a waste.”

“What? With a beta like him? Don’t you know at your age, people are usually married with two kids?”

“What century are you talking about? This isn’t Bridgerton.”

Laura sighed, shaking her head.

“Fine, it’s not an era hung up on marriage, but it’s still like that around here. Especially if you’re an alpha…”

“I hear Dad’s been struggling lately? Planning some reality show like Real Housewives of Bel Air?”

Caught between Lear and Laura, Yohan felt uncomfortable.

“Uh…”

As Yohan tried to speak, Lear covered his mouth.

“Anyway, I need to use my time efficiently with this guy. You must be busy, so go handle your business.”

“Liri!”

Ignoring Laura’s call, Lear dragged Yohan along. Flustered, Yohan was pulled along, glancing at Laura, who looked like she could kill him with her eyes. Yohan hit Lear’s arm and said.

“Hey? Are you crazy? She’s misunderstanding. Explain properly!”

“Explain what properly?”

“Hey!”

“Our darling’s even cuter when he’s throwing a fit.”

At that moment, Lear suddenly lifted Yohan into his arms. Yohan, who hadn’t been hoisted like this since being tackled in a high school football game, froze, unable to react. Seizing the opportunity, Lear carried him into the nearest room, playfully smacking Yohan’s butt.

Snapping out of it, Yohan thrashed, cursing wildly. Reluctantly, Lear set him down with a disappointed look.

“Are you really insane?”

Yohan sighed heavily and started to head out. Lear blocked his path. Annoyed by the towering figure in front of him, Yohan looked at Lear’s face and suppressed his boiling anger.

“Move while I’m asking nicely.”

“You’ll just end up getting nagged by Grandma if you go out.”

“If I explain the truth, she might even give me an autograph.”

“She’d love to hear you’re planning to sell it on eBay.”

“No, I’m not?”

Whenever Lear read his mind like a psychic, Yohan felt uneasy. Hiding his emotions as best he could, he stepped back and said.

“Anyway… I need to clear up the misunderstanding now.”

“Forget it. Grandma’s outside, and for the sake of alpha-beta couple rights, let’s do this.”

At Lear’s nonsense, Yohan glared at him and said.

“Isn’t this guy completely insane?”

“Yep. I’m crazy for our darling. So, how about it?”

Lear lunged at Yohan. Yohan instinctively dodged, but Lear was persistent. He grabbed Yohan in a tight embrace and skillfully kissed him, fiercely exploring his mouth. Whether Laura Crawford or Lear’s marriage-pushing grandmother was outside didn’t matter—it was a kiss that stole Yohan’s soul.

Of course, Yohan frowned and pushed at Lear’s chest at the sudden advance. But soon, his body heated up, and he couldn’t help but reciprocate, running his fingers through Lear’s soft hair.

‘I don’t know anymore. Whatever happens, happens.’

As Yohan wished, Lear’s tongue melted him, exploring his mouth as he began undressing him. Naturally guiding Yohan to the guest room bed, Lear pushed him down and climbed on top. Lying on the bed, Yohan looked up at Lear, tossed his gun carelessly to the floor, and stripped off his pants, saying.

“I’ll let it slide just for today.”

“You’re driving me crazy already, Kitty. If you don’t let it slide, I might actually die.”

“Shut up and take your clothes off.”

Lear grinned, squinting, and locked eyes with Yohan, slowly stripping as if to show off. Frustrated, Yohan grabbed Lear’s collar and poured kisses onto him. Lear, impressed by his enthusiasm, slipped his hands under Yohan’s shirt, caressed his waist, grabbed his hips, and flipped them so Yohan was on top.

Panting, Yohan licked his glistening lips and looked down at Lear. Sighing deeply at the disheveled Lear, he said.

“Do we really have to do this?”

Lear just smiled, grabbing Yohan’s aroused member.

“Liz…”

“It’s okay.”

What was okay? Lear tightened his grip slightly, rubbing Yohan’s urethra with his thumb and shaking the shaft vigorously. Yohan’s face flushed instantly, his expression desperate, as if begging to be devoured.

Lear, lips twitching, stared into Yohan’s dark eyes. Thinking he was the sexiest beta alive, Lear shook Yohan’s member even harder. Each time, Yohan’s hips twitched, provoking Lear further.

‘Fuck, I’m gonna burst.’

Swallowing a curse and clenching his teeth, Lear left a bite mark on Yohan’s neck as he trembled and climaxed. Lear hurriedly slipped his fingers between Yohan’s buttocks.

“Ah…”

“It’s tight. You sure you’re okay?”

Lear, who’d pushed Yohan into the room and made advances, now spoke in a low, gentle voice, as if backing off without a condom or lube. Yohan’s body tingled, but he played it cool and said to Lear.

“Just… don’t ruin the mood. Ha…”

At that moment, Lear’s fingers pushed deeper, spreading his index and middle fingers to stretch Yohan’s inner walls. Yohan trembled, lightly hitting Lear’s chest.

“Just… hurry up…”

At Yohan’s urging, Lear clicked his tongue, finally pulling his fingers out. Yohan lifted his body slightly, undoing Lear’s pants. Lear’s fully erect member sprang out with a thud.

“You ruthless bastard.”

Clicking his tongue, Yohan, lips twitching, brought Lear’s large, veiny member toward himself.

“Hng…”

Even though his own hand wasn’t small, Yohan felt tense holding Lear’s member, which was too large to fit in one hand.

But there was no stopping now. His body burning with desire, Yohan bit his lower lip slightly and began slowly guiding Lear’s member inside him. He had barely taken in the tip, but the hard shaft felt like it was tearing him apart, as if his pelvis might break.

“Ugh.”

Lear, staring intently at Yohan’s face as he forced his body to stretch and take him in, furrowed his brow and gripped Yohan’s hips tightly with both hands.

“Ha… What do I do, Kitty?”

“What… hng… do you…?”

“I’ve been holding back a lot.”

“?”

“Sorry.”

Because Yohan was moving so slowly, Lear, with his member still not even halfway in, thrust it deep inside in one swift motion.

“Ugh!”

Yohan’s eyes widened, his mouth slightly open as he took a deep breath, feeling as if his heart had stopped for a moment at the sensation of Lear’s member plunging in.

“Crazy… ah…”

Hearing Yohan’s short curse, Lear climaxed deep inside him. Yet, his still-unrelenting member made Yohan look at him with resentful eyes.

Lear grinned, then began thrusting upward, moving vigorously inside Yohan. The sound of skin slapping together stimulated his ears, and the rapid, rough movements inside him made Yohan open his mouth, gasping and letting out heavy moans.

“Hng… ugh… ah… slow… ugh…”

Lear shook Yohan so intensely it felt like his insides were churning. Each movement produced wet, sticky sounds, and it felt like his stomach was filling up and becoming a mess with Lear’s semen. Lear felt dizzy watching Yohan, panting and tightly gripping his member from above. It was as if he might break the man in front of him, as if he might do things he shouldn’t, wanting to control him completely. Suppressing his surging emotions, Lear said.

“Ha… Want to move yourself?”

At Lear’s words, Yohan nodded. Biting his trembling lower lip, he lifted his hips and moved his waist. Each time Yohan’s body convulsed, Lear’s possessiveness over the man in front of him set his body ablaze.

Lear had never been interested in making someone his own. But strangely, looking at the man before him, absurd emotions kept bubbling up.

Lear couldn’t understand why he was like this. Yohan wasn’t even someone he was instinctively drawn to, nor was he his type to begin with.

Watching Yohan move on his own above him, Lear recalled the time his bodyguards had picked Yohan out for him while he was drugged. Was this what they called fate’s prank? Lear moved his hands from Yohan’s hips, brushing his thigh once, then gripping his chest as he slid past his firm abs.

“C-Can’t… ah… hold on…”

“Hm?”

“I… ah… can’t anymore.”

Yohan stopped moving. Lear could feel his trembling thighs.

“Want to come?”

“Ugh…”

Unable to answer properly, Yohan swallowed hard and lifted his hips. Seeing Yohan trying to pull away, Lear grabbed his pelvis and thrust his half-withdrawn member back in to the hilt, their skin rubbing red and their bodies colliding.

“Ahh…!”

Overwhelmed by the unbearable sensation, fluid dripped from Yohan’s member. Lear wasn’t ready to let this irresistibly provocative Yohan go just yet.

“You really… have a knack for driving people crazy.”

It was absurd that Yohan, with a body like this, had stayed a virgin until this age, but thinking he might have made countless women cry made Lear’s irritation surge. He pulled Yohan tightly into his arms, laid him on the bed, and sat up.

“Even a rutting omega wouldn’t be this provocative.”

Holding Yohan’s thighs firmly, Lear began thrusting relentlessly. The intense pleasure made Yohan feel like his mind was breaking.

“Ugh… s-stop…! Ah!”

Yohan twisted his waist and thrashed. Each time Lear thrust, Yohan’s body shook, and he finally climaxed. Lear grew even more relentless, seeing Yohan’s soaked, disheveled stomach and his utterly ruined shirt.

“D-Die… hng… ugh!”

Despite Yohan trembling as if having a seizure, Lear didn’t let him go. At that moment, Yohan felt his vision darken. Clinging to his fading rationality, he reached out, grabbed Lear’s arms, and scratched them with his nails. But Lear, unable to restrain himself, kept shaking Yohan.

“Ah…!”

Yohan, barely breathing with his mouth open, locked eyes with Lear. In that moment, Lear found himself uncontrollably aroused.

“Fuck.”

Startled, Lear tried to pull out his member, which was deep inside Yohan, but the knotting was already happening.

“S-Strange… ugh… hurts… hng…!”

It wasn’t even a rut, and this was the first time he’d made such a mistake. To do something this crazy with a beta, of all people. Lear spoke to Yohan, who was trembling with tears in his eyes.

“Ha… Sorry.”

There wasn’t much he could say to Yohan now. Gritting his teeth, Lear held the pained Yohan tightly in his arms, stroking his back and kissing him to calm him down. But for beta Yohan, enduring Lear’s knotting was no easy feat.

With his insides already full and torn to shreds, Lear’s swelling member felt like it was ripping his walls apart. Perhaps the only saving grace was that Yohan, half out of his mind and steeped in pleasure, had somewhat dulled senses. He clung tightly to Lear’s warm embrace, gripping his back.

Coming to his senses, Yohan clicked his tongue and got off the bed. His trembling legs were one thing, but the bodily fluids dripping down his thighs snapped him awake.

‘Fuck. This is insane.’

He wasn’t some sex-crazed teenager, yet he was aching all over without even eating, as if in a rut. He didn’t know when his body had started craving men, but honestly, sleeping with Lear was thrilling. His pride still refused to admit it, and he’d never say it out loud, even if he did.

‘What a mess.’

Yohan gripped the bed, clenching his teeth. His lower body burned and felt numb, still gaping wide. His mood plummeting, he turned to look at Lear. The guy, who’d kept his clothes on during sex with just his member out, was now stripping them off. Seeing Lear’s broad back and scratched-up skin irritated Yohan for no reason.

“Hey, why are you taking your clothes off?”

“Can’t go out in clothes soaked with semen.”

Yohan furrowed his brow at Lear’s words. The bastard was right, which made it even more annoying. Seeing Yohan’s crumpled expression, Lear spoke soothingly.

“I’ll have someone bring clothes.”

“…Fine.”

For some reason, the atmosphere turned awkward. Exchanging glances, they both looked away. Lear sighed deeply, picked up his jacket from the floor, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. Yohan threw a pillow at him and said.

“Post-sex smoke? Cut it out.”

Lear, looking wronged, said.

“That was just an appetizer.”

“Get lost, seriously.”

“Time for the main course…”

“I said stop.”

Already aching, Yohan’s nerves were on edge at Lear’s irritating words.

“Ugh, it hurts like hell.”

From head to toe, he felt drenched in Lear’s semen and toyed with by his member. Having slept with Lear three times, Yohan thought next time he’d switch partners, even if it meant getting pounded again. As Lear put out his cigarette and stood, checking his watch, he approached Yohan.

“You okay?”

“You know you look like a pervert checking your watch naked?”

“Kitty, if you glare like that, I’ll get hard again.”

Yohan, annoyed, raised his hand to push Lear’s face away. Lear laughed, licking Yohan’s palm. Yohan yanked his hand back, cursing.

“Wanna die?”

“If Kitty’s planning to kill me with pleasure, I’ll consider it.”

“Pleasure, my ass.”

“That’s why genes are scary. Father and son dying from pleasure.”

“Ugh, enough. It’s my fault for trying to talk like a human with you.”

“We were pretty animalistic just now.”

Yohan almost let out a string of curses but held back, thinking Lear might live forever if he kept this up.

“Tch, enough nonsense… Isn’t your grandma still outside?”

“She usually goes golfing around this time.”

“…”

“You can eat in peace. First… I’ll help you wash up.”

Seeing Yohan struggle to move, Lear tried to support him by holding his waist. Yohan saw the lust rising in Lear’s eyes and said, repulsed.

“Get lost… I’m never letting your damn dick inside me again.”

“You’re the real pervert, Kitty.”

“…”

“I wasn’t even thinking that.”

“…”

“And Kitty, you shouldn’t say stuff like that. They say known pleasures are scarier. You’ll only think of mine.”

Yohan turned his head sharply at Lear’s smug, confident grin. Pulling the crumpled sheet over himself, he said.

“Just… I’ll wash up myself. Where’s the bathroom?”

Lear, looking disappointed, lifted Yohan into his arms.

“Hey!”

Yohan, startled, clung to Lear and shouted. Lear’s pointless flexing of strength was infuriating. Yohan wasn’t someone easily lifted, and he’d never been in this position with anyone but Lear. If anyone was going to lift someone…

“I’ll just carry you there quietly.”

“Touch me, and you’re dead.”

“I know. Kitty’s got a gun.”

“Oh, right.”

“I’ll tell them not to touch the room, so don’t worry.”

Yohan felt strange at Lear’s unnecessarily kind demeanor. Maybe it was the ache, or maybe Lear’s broad embrace and steady posture.

“Just for today.”

Pouting, Yohan said, and Lear grinned.

Cleaned up and dressed in clothes Lear provided, Yohan relaxed as if on a staycation. Eating delicious food with Lear and watching a movie, he dozed off and woke up in the middle of the night.

Thinking back, it felt like he’d been doing couple-like things with Lear, which left a bad taste, but Yohan didn’t show it and said to Lear.

“I need to go home now. Call me an Uber.”

“You could stay longer… You’re not feeling great, and that wound needs treatment.”

Yohan’s face flushed at Lear’s words.

“I’m fine. I’ll handle it!”

“Still, Kitty, I messed up…”

“I said I’m fine.”

Seriously considering sewing Lear’s mouth shut, Yohan changed into his Hawaiian shirt from the car and searched for the exit.

‘This damn house is unnecessarily huge…’

Seeing Yohan’s awkward steps, Lear followed with a pitying look.

“That’s the bathroom.”

“…Did you call the Uber?”

“I’ll drive you.”

“No. You’re too conspicuous. And riding in your car…”

“We’ll find a way.”

Yohan stopped and turned to Lear.

“Come to think of it, how did you get to my place last time?”

Lear just grinned silently. Yohan was dumbfounded. Had he kept him in this house when there was a way? Lear, as if reading his mind, said.

“It was nice, wasn’t it? We had a date.”

“Date, my ass.”

Yohan sighed deeply, pulled out his phone, and called an Uber, planning to get dropped off nearby and walk. Lear didn’t like Yohan’s actions but didn’t stop him. He’d messed up too much today.

“You’re really going?”

“What, gonna fake it?”

“By the way, Kitty.”

“What.”

“I’ll be busy for a while. Of course, I’ll contact you as soon as I find out who’s been spying on the chemist.”

“You don’t need to report to me unless it’s about our deal. I’ve got my own stuff to do.”

Stepping out, Yohan walked toward the Uber waiting in front of Lear’s house. His body still creaked, but he acted as unbothered as possible. Lear stuck close behind, saying.

“I know our agent’s busy. I’m just worried…”

Then, Lear suddenly hugged Yohan tightly, burying his face in Yohan’s shoulder, inhaling deeply as his hand slid lower.

“Hands.”

“I’m just sad I won’t see this butt for a while.”

“Cut the crap.”

“Hng.”

“Not cute at all.”

Lear stopped the mismatched aegyo, looked up, and met Yohan’s eyes. He sure knew how to use his handsome face.

“You’re such a jerk.”

“I didn’t say anything?”

“…Fine, move. Let me go home.”

At Yohan’s words, Lear, with a reluctant expression, leaned down and kissed him. It was a fierce kiss, messily exploring his mouth and leaving it slick with saliva.

‘Crazy bastard, he’s disgustingly good at kissing.’

Receiving Lear’s heated kiss, Yohan felt like he might grab his hand and follow him back to his den, so he pushed Lear’s chest away.

“I’m really going.”

Lear didn’t want to let Yohan go, but he couldn’t break his stubbornness. Still, he’d done everything he wanted, so he decided to back off for now, reaching out to Yohan.

“What?”

Flinching with suspicious eyes, Yohan watched as Lear smiled and wiped his glistening lips. Blushing deeply, Yohan said goodbye and hurriedly got into the Uber.

“Damn.”

Lear was a pro at making him feel weird. Yohan sighed, feeling sudden exhaustion. But then, noticing the Uber driver glancing at him through the rearview mirror, Yohan frowned and asked.

“What?”

“No… you just seem to have had a good time.”

His pale face didn’t seem like flirting, but Yohan, in a bad mood, asked sharply.

“What?”

“Your alpha pheromones are intense…”

“…”

“I’m an omega, so it’s a bit tough. Sorry, but could you use the deodorizer back there?”

Embarrassed by the driver’s words, Yohan glanced back at Lear’s house, clenching his teeth.