Let Us Discuss My Glorious Hell

“Hey Doyun, hello.”

“…”

“Your name is pretty, I thought it was just your face.”

At those words, he had been looking up at me for a long time, then his cheeks turned slightly red as he ran out of the stairwell.

Perhaps it was from the next day that Doyun began to hover around me. I also brought him to the stairwell, wondering if I could still accept his pheromones like before.

When we became classmates in our third year, we officially started hanging out together. I thought we were inseparable friends, but I never expected his sudden confession.

“I, I think I like… no, I like…”

“What?”

“…you.”

“…”

After hearing his awkward confession, my mind went completely blank. Sometimes I had felt stirrings in my chest, but having made a friend for the first time, I firmly believed those strange emotions were friendship.

Because of this, Yujae at that time couldn’t even think of accepting Doyun’s feelings. But he didn’t want to let him go either, as it would be a waste. Seo Doyun was the only omega who could accept his pheromones, his sanctuary. If they grew distant because of this, it would be troublesome in its own way.

In the end, despite their intimate skinship, he only gave subtle hints without accepting or rejecting him. Fortunately, Seo Doyun was an omega who knew how to maintain boundaries remarkably well and didn’t seem to have major complaints about his behavior.

After being close for a year, Seo Doyun left for America without saying a word. In an instant, his sanctuary had disappeared. After the initial shock, Yujae immediately began searching for Seo Doyun.

However.

“What did you just say?”

“I don’t know Seo Doyun’s new number.”

“…Han Yujae, if you have any conscience, you shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Why?”

“Because of what you did. You only sought him out when it suited you, for his body and heart. But when Seo Doyun actually wanted something, you never gave him anything.”

“…”

“Don’t think about finding Seo Doyun. You might be satisfied just fulfilling your own desires, but it’s different for him.”

Everyone around him tried to stop him, saying he shouldn’t look for Seo Doyun because of what he’d done. They said he only cared about satisfying his own desires, but Seo Doyun was different.

Yujae himself nodded at the accusation that he had toyed with Seo Doyun. Having some decency, from that day on he only heard occasional news about him without actively seeking him out.

But perhaps because he had already tasted that sense of freedom, Han Yujae had to endure an inexplicable thirst for the past ten years. Even when he found partners, even when he specifically chose betas or dominant omegas, even when he released his pheromones alone like before, he made no progress.

Just in case, he tried releasing pheromones to his partners, but omegas with weak constitutions would collapse even from minute amounts. After sending them to the emergency room, the same face would invariably appear in his mind. Regrettably, it was Seo Doyun, the sanctuary who had left him long ago.

Then one day, he heard news that Seo Doyun had returned to Korea. Moreover, as the hidden son of the late Kim Yeo-jin, a former model for Haedam Resort.

It was sad news, but on the other hand, he wondered if he could see Seo Doyun there.

Without much deliberation, Yujae immediately put on his suit jacket and called his secretary.

“Let’s leave now.”

“But you need to depart soon, if we stop there…”

“Shouldn’t you be able to adjust that much, Secretary Choi?”

“…Yes, Director.”

“Then look into the next flight. And please bring a black tie on your way.”

With those words, Yujae headed straight to the funeral home. When he faced Doyun an hour later, he felt an inexplicable chill. He was enveloped in an indescribable emotion, both unpleasant yet exhilarating.

“Let’s have a drink sometime.”

“…”

“It doesn’t have to be alcohol, I’d be even happier if you called.”

Reluctant to part ways, Yujae placed his business card in Doyun’s pocket, promising a next time. However, Doyun did not readily reach out. To make matters worse, there was no noteworthy news about him, as if he had gone into hiding again like before.

This behavior made Yujae even more intrigued. Isn’t it natural for greed to grow stronger when its object hides and avoids it? Especially when that object is small and pretty Seo Doyun.

Having decided to catch him, Yujae got to know Seo Doyun in his own way. Besides investigating him, he also gauged when Doyun would be suitably lonely and reached out. Sure enough, Seo Doyun easily took the bait.

“…Still, I didn’t expect it to be this easy.”

He still seemed weak for him. That would make him easier to handle, but… who knows when he might suddenly disappear again.

Not wanting to lose his newly recovered sanctuary, Yujae wanted to show Doyun that he was the one holding the key to their relationship. So while being affectionate, he would also draw lines, making Doyun tremble before him.

When asked to release his pheromones, Yujae was inwardly pleased but pretended to be uncertain, hardening his expression. As expected, Doyun immediately became cautious. The way he lowered his tail before Yujae could even set the mood seemed quite adorable.

Feeling laughter about to escape, Yujae quickly embraced Doyun and kissed him. When he experimentally released a small amount of pheromones, his eyes opened wide in surprise.

That the ten-year thirst that had never been quenched disappeared like melting snow with just one encounter. After a moment of confusion, he let out a hollow laugh, realizing he had been struggling all this time while ignoring the obvious answer.

From then on, he frantically intertwined his body with Doyun’s. He practically devoured Doyun, increasing the concentration of his pheromones. Far from showing any rejection, Doyun was busy releasing his own intense pheromones in response.

Yujae had intended to stop if Doyun showed even the slightest adverse reaction to his pheromones, but seeing him respond with his whole body to his pheromones sent an indescribable thrill through him.

The afterglow hadn’t quite faded, and it was still hot down below. But he couldn’t very well mount someone who was sound asleep.

“…Haha.”

Yujae let out a forced laugh and stared intently at the round head in his arms. Then playfully, he nibbled on Doyun’s earlobe and whispered in his ear.

“Mr. Seo Doyun.”

“…”

“Doyun-ah.”

“…Mmm.”

Perhaps he liked the familiar address. Doyun whimpered softly, nuzzling his cheek against Yujae’s chest. How could this possibly be someone in his thirties? Yujae chuckled and gently tapped his white, soft cheeks.

Doyun frowned as if telling him to stop, then turned over and kicked off the blanket.

But shortly after, Doyun began to squirm around again, seeking warmth. Not having a thread of clothing on, he seemed a bit cold. Finding this amusing, Yujae willingly offered his embrace.

“You need to hide your expressions better, Doyun-ah.”

Yujae murmured as he pulled the kicked-off blanket back over Doyun’s shoulders.

“How can you still show that you like me? It just makes me look more like a jerk.”

Not entirely wrong, though. Despite his gentle voice, there was a strange gleam in his eyes.

“Seo Doyun.”

The gentle voice tickled his ear. As if responding, Doyun made a groaning sound and shook his head.

Yujae gently stroked Doyun in his arms while contemplating ‘how to maintain a connection with Doyun.’ Meanwhile, Doyun slept blissfully unaware of Yujae’s sinister thoughts. His lack of wariness made Yujae wonder how he had survived in the supposedly harsh modeling industry.

Though tempted to touch his adorable whimpering face, Yujae refrained, thinking it would be troublesome if he woke up. When he patted Doyun’s back, the furrowed brow smoothed out, and Doyun breathed evenly.

Looking at him falling back into deep sleep, Yujae smiled slyly.

“Doyun-ah, don’t you need money?”

“…”

“Tell me if there’s anything you want. A house, a car. Or should I set up an agency for you?”

Despite his affectionate tone, there was no warmth in his words. Yet Yujae was trying to win Doyun’s favor in his own way.

No matter how much he tried to figure out what Seo Doyun wanted, his cynical mind could only come up with such things.

Come to think of it, Seo Doyun hadn’t shown much greed towards him even ten years ago. When asked what he wanted, Doyun had only asked for a single rose. Yujae had never understood such a person.

He couldn’t think of anything that would satisfy Doyun. Though he tried to contemplate for a while, no clear answer emerged. Meanwhile, Doyun’s pheromones continued to leak out. Perhaps satisfied with their lovemaking, a subtle yet comfortable scent filled the room.

Becoming languid in response, Yujae stared at the increasingly blurry Doyun with drooping eyelids.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, succumbing to sleepiness,

“…Ah.”

His eyes became clear. He remembered Doyun’s words about planning to work in Korea now.