Cozy Obsession

“Remember, you promised earlier that you’d buy me as many snacks as I wanted.”“Oh, right, I did.”Yiheon reminded Heemin of a promise that he had completely forgotten about. As Yiheon left the words, “Pick whatever you want,” hanging in the air, Heemin watched him walk towards the refrigerator stocked with drinks. Without hesitation, Yiheon picked out a Haneul Barley drink and an Evian.Even though they could have just shared a bottle of barley tea, the fact that Yiheon specifically chose Evian seemed to suggest that certain preferences don’t change easily.Smiling to himself, Heemin began to browse the snack shelves. As he made his way down the aisle, unsure of where everything was placed, his eyes suddenly landed on neatly arranged boxes of condoms.…Are we really going to do it?He hadn’t expected “next time” to come so soon. They had spent the last few days without incident, with separate rooms during the day and Ms. Ahn and Minseok around the house, so Heemin assumed this trip would be uneventful as well.But for some reason, even after his heat had ended, a dull ache lingered in his lower abdomen. The vivid memory of Yiheon’s body pressing into his, the sensation of him deep inside, suddenly came rushing back, and Heemin felt his body heat up.“What are you doing over there?”Yiheon’s deep voice from behind snapped Heemin out of his thoughts. He must have looked odd standing in front of the household items instead of picking out his snacks.“Do you think you’re up for the trip?”Heemin could tell Yiheon was asking out of concern, but his mind, still full of thoughts of the night before, twisted the question into something much more suggestive.“I… I can make it.”“If it’s too much, tell me. Don’t push yourself.”Yiheon lifted the brim of Heemin’s cap and placed a hand on his forehead, checking his temperature. The rough warmth of Yiheon’s hand, along with the familiar musk of his pheromones, sent shivers down Heemin’s spine. The memory of last night, of Yiheon’s hands exploring every inch of his body, made Heemin’s neck flush with heat.“I’m really fine. Don’t worry.”Heemin quickly waved off Yiheon’s concern, forcing a smile. His body didn’t feel great—his lower back was still sore—but he didn’t want to miss the chance to see the ocean with Yiheon. He was determined to act like nothing was wrong.“Your face feels warm. Are you sure you don’t have a fever?”“It’s probably just from eating hot food.”Yiheon’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Heemin, then his gaze shifted to the shelf. Heemin panicked, realizing that if Yiheon kept looking, he might figure out that it wasn’t a fever but rather the sight of the condoms that had thrown him off.“Are you sure there’s nothing else you need besides water?”Desperate to change the subject, Heemin shifted his body to block Yiheon’s view of the condoms. Sensing Heemin’s unease, Yiheon answered with a slight frown.“No, just pick your snacks.”“Come on, you quit smoking, so your mouth must get bored. Let’s grab some gum or jelly, just in case.”Without waiting for a response, Heemin grabbed Yiheon’s wrist and dragged him over to the snack aisle. He could feel Yiheon’s surprise, but Heemin was too embarrassed to care and just wanted to get out of the situation.Heemin picked up a random snack, not really paying attention, and handed it to Yiheon. It wasn’t until after he passed it over that he realized it was a pack of sour gummy worms, known for their extreme tartness.“…You want me to eat this?”“They’re supposed to be really good. People say they’re addictive.”“Who says?”“A friend.”In truth, the sour gummy worms were right next to a bag of Haribo gummy bears, which was what Heemin had been thinking of. But he couldn’t resist the thought of seeing Yiheon’s reaction to the sour taste, so he fibbed a little.“Hmm…”‘Seo Heemin’ didn’t have friends. Yiheon gave Heemin a scrutinizing look, and that’s when Heemin realized he might have slipped up. Just as panic set in,“This might be better.”Yiheon put the gummy worms back and grabbed a pack of Haribo gummy bears.“Oh? That…”Heemin almost let another revealing comment slip, surprised that Yiheon had chosen exactly what his old friend would have picked.“What about it?”“Uh, nothing.”Yiheon’s favorite snack, which he often asked Heemin to feed him while driving, was a bag of these gummy bears. Although Yiheon probably picked it without thinking, it was a strange coincidence that he chose the exact snack that Heemin’s friend loved most.“What’s wrong? Aren’t you picking anything? If you keep standing there, I won’t buy you anything.”Heemin snapped out of his thoughts and quickly began choosing his snacks. He picked up a box of Belgium waffles and a box of Lotte brownies, thinking that individually wrapped snacks would be easier to share, and headed to the register.“Is that enough? Don’t you want more?”Yiheon asked, seemingly surprised that Heemin had only picked two items from the vast selection of snacks.“I’m planning on getting some tornado potatoes and walnut cakes outside.”Since they were at a rest stop, Heemin wanted to try the local specialties, and of course, there was another reason he wanted to linger there.After paying, they stepped out of the convenience store. Even though there was a long line at the food stall where Heemin planned to buy snacks, Yiheon waited beside him without complaint. The stern look on Yiheon’s face, with his arms crossed, even made a few people reconsider joining the line.“Can I take your order?”“One tornado potato, a walnut cake, a frank sausage, and a baked potato, please.”Yiheon looked at Heemin with a questioning expression, as if to ask whether he could eat it all by himself after ordering so much.“You said you’d buy me whatever I wanted.”“I’m just worried you won’t finish it all.”“You can help me eat it.”Certainly! Here’s the translated text with gaps between the dialogues for better readability:—In reality, Heemin was planning to take a picture of the boss of a loan shark company eating a snack that only kids would normally eat, right in the middle of the street, and show it to Dr. Hwang. The image of the boss eating a sausage with bright red and yellow sauce smeared around his mouth would definitely be something to mock him with for a long time—a sort of revenge.Hiding his sinister intentions, Heemin grabbed some freshly taken-out snacks from the warmer and went over to a table set up for applying sauce.“If you do it like this, it’ll taste better than just eating it plain.”He then generously doused a frankfurter with ketchup and mustard before handing it to Yiheon, hoping that he would spill some sauce and make a mess.Sure enough, as soon as Yiheon picked up the sausage, the sauce started dripping down, unable to defy the force of gravity. At that moment, just as Heemin was about to take out his phone from his pocket, he saw Yiheon licking up the sauce with his tongue.“……”The slow motion of his tongue sweeping along the side of the slightly curved sausage seemed almost slow and deliberate. Using the tip of his tongue, he pushed it up, then licked the other side where the sauce was dripping down with his entire tongue, in a way that felt strangely erotic.Even after climaxing, the image of him readily taking the unyielding organ into his mouth, wiping the thick semen with his tongue, and swallowing the glans whole flashed before Heemin’s eyes.The warmth of the mucous membrane enveloping the shaft, the breath that stuck to it as soon as it was released, the fierce entwining of the tongue, and the rough touch of the palm pressing down on the inner thighs, rendering movement impossible—all these intense sensations made his entire face, no, his whole body, flush.The thought of taking a picture to mock him for life had long since evaporated from his mind.‘…Die, Seo Heemin.’He couldn’t believe he had fallen so deep into lust that he had gone completely mad. Was he always this much of a pervert? Even if he was, this was really too much. If only he could cleanse his rotten brain, he would willingly jump into the cold ocean water.“Why are you looking at me with such a desperate expression?”Yiheon asked, looking at Heemin with a curious gaze as he took a big bite out of the end of the sausage and chewed.“No, it’s just… um…”Heemin should have kept a straight face and said, “You’re eating it so deliciously. Can I have some, too?” But, flustered by the sharp comment about his desperate expression, he stumbled over his words.“If you want to eat, just say you want to eat.”Unable to take his eyes off Yiheon’s plump lips, slightly smeared with ketchup, Heemin quickly turned his head. Yiheon patiently offered the sausage he was eating once more.“Don’t be coy and just eat it when I offer.”“Why are you giving me something you’ve already eaten? It’s gross.”“What’s so gross? We’ve already done everything there is to do.”He provocatively licked the side of the sausage, this time with a clear sexual intent.The way he raised his eyes mischievously and his unusually playful demeanor reminded Heemin of a mischievous friend. It felt like Yiheon was teasing him, and Heemin finally lost his composure and shouted.“Ah! Stop eating it so erotically. It’s embarrassing!”“Erotically?”“Ah…”Overwhelmed by his emotions, Heemin blurted out words he didn’t need to say. Yiheon’s dark eyes narrowed like a crescent moon.Sensing the situation, Yiheon slowly lifted the corners of his lips into a lazy smile. After taking a bold bite of the sausage, he called Heemin’s name and slowly approached him.“Seo Heemin.”“W-What?”Startled, Heemin took a step back. He was just hoping that this situation would end peacefully like before, but Yiheon whispered in his ear with an overly thick voice.“Shall I go to the car and give you a blowjob?”The delicate breath tracing the outer ear made Heemin’s shoulders tremble. He almost dropped the snacks he was holding.“Are you crazy? Out here?”Cha Yiheon, in the <Silence>, embraced ‘Seo Heemin’ regardless of time or place. He was terrified that Yiheon might actually carry out his words. Knowing him, he would definitely do it.“Not out here. Inside the car.”“That’s the same thing. People are constantly passing by. You’re really weird.”“It seems weirder that you’re having erotic thoughts just by watching me eat a sausage.”“I only told you because you kept eating it in such an embarrassing way. I never had any erotic thoughts.”Heemin feigned ignorance, firmly denying any such thoughts. His futile excuses must have seemed amusing, as Yiheon’s eyes curved once more.“Liar. I know you were looking at condoms at the convenience store earlier.”“I wasn’t.”“Even after everything we’ve done together, you still don’t know my size? They only sell small sizes at places like this.”He came closer, wrapping an arm around Heemin’s waist, and provocatively rubbed against him. Heemin could clearly feel the presence of Yiheon’s member pressed against his left leg.“What are you doing? There are people around!”His heart raced at the sudden contact, but thankfully, his body didn’t react as uncontrollably as it did during heat. Had his crotch started bulging, he might have wanted to bury his face in the nearest dishwater, not just find a hole to crawl into.Trying to regain his composure, Heemin took a bite of the cold, soggy tornado potato. Yiheon, with a satisfied expression, chuckled.“Hurry up and eat. I’ll give you all the attention you want later.”As Heemin quietly ate his snack, his cheeks turned a cherry-like shade of red.Relieved that he didn’t have to worry about being seen by people, Heemin chewed on the soggy, fried tornado potato.“Wow. It’s the ocean!”As soon as we left the usual cityscape and entered the coastal road, the ocean appeared in front of us, sparkling like silver fish scales leaping out of the water. It felt entirely different from the fierce winter sea that seemed like it would swallow everything up; there was a sense of infinite vitality. The lush green leaves, the blue and clear sky, and the fluffy white clouds blooming above the horizon all made my heart race with the vibrant energy of early summer.I rolled down the window, leaned my arms on the sill, and took a deep breath. The salty sea breeze filled my nostrils. It was a scent of nature I could never experience in Seoul.“We’re here. Get out.”Before long, Yiheon parked the car in front of the hotel. As soon as the doorman, who was holding the door open, recognized Yiheon’s face, he bowed deeply and greeted, “Welcome, President Cha.” It seemed they were familiar with each other, indicating that he frequented this hotel.Heemin got out of the car, watched the bellboy load his luggage onto a cart for a moment, then turned his head to check the signboard on the building’s exterior.Wooshin Hotel and Casino.“This place is…”As familiar as it seemed, this was the hotel where a knife attack occurred in the middle of the novel. Suddenly, a sense of dread that something terrible might happen emerged. His heart sank like a parabolic arc.“Let’s go in.”“Hyung.”He grabbed the hem of his brother’s clothes as he turned to go. Yiheon looked at Heemin with a surprised face, noticing his pale complexion and his hands trembling as if he had a tremor.“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”“Can we just go home?”“Now?”“Yes.”Even excluding the time delayed at the rest stop, it was a long four-hour drive one way. It was absurd to consider going back home right after a long drive and just as they were about to rest. Still, Heemin couldn’t help but voice his concern. Whether they wanted it or not, darkness would fall and the night would come. It was impossible to know what might happen here, like a plot twist that changed the release date. The knife attack was still a distant future event, but he had a bad feeling.Yiheon, as if trying to calm him, placed his hand on top of Heemin’s trembling hands, which were holding onto his clothes. Heemin looked up at him, their eyes meeting. Just as he was relieved, thinking he could return, Yiheon’s words shattered his expectations.“I’ll call a doctor immediately. It’ll be quicker than returning to Seoul.”“I’m fine. You don’t need to call anyone.”“Then why…”He had just been excitedly admiring the ocean, and now he was being fickle. Yiheon didn’t seem to understand what Heemin was afraid of.“I just don’t like it here. Can we go somewhere else?”“This place has the best view around. You wanted to see the ocean, right?”Even if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he knew from the novel how beautiful the coastline view from the Wooshin Hotel’s terrace was. It was said to be a picturesque sea that could bring a smile to the face of Seo Heemin, who couldn’t escape the mental trauma of losing a child.If it weren’t for the knife attack, they would have enjoyed their vacation here. It was a shame that Heemin, who was looking forward to this trip more than anyone, had to ask to go back. He couldn’t tell the truth. How could he persuade him…?“I feel like a ghost with a knife will show up here.”Shin Seungbeom, nicknamed “the demon,” was known for his relentless vengeance until he exacted his bloody revenge. Even when the organization fell apart and a nationwide manhunt was on, he was determined to take revenge on Yiheon by any means necessary. He was practically a ghost with a knife in his hand.Though it was a metaphorical expression, it sounded like nonsense. Yiheon’s eyebrows furrowed, but he spoke calmly, like a doctor dealing with a mental patient.“Even though it’s an old building, it doesn’t have a ghostly atmosphere. Manager Kwon, how long has it been since the remodeling?”“It’s been two months now.”The doorman, who was standing politely behind Yiheon with his hands clasped, quickly answered.“You heard him, right? It hasn’t been long since the interior renovation, so the room condition is excellent. There’s no need to worry.”“It’s not that, it just seems dangerous…”“You don’t need to be scared. I’ll protect you.”He tried to express his opinion, but Yiheon interrupted, holding Heemin’s shoulders firmly. It felt like he was determined to protect him no matter what.In fact, Cha Yiheon in “Silence” subdues Shin Seungbeom’s subordinate, who tried to take Seo Heemin hostage, and helps him escape safely. However, during the evacuation, a member of the Wooshin organization dies, and two hotel employees are seriously injured, worsening Seo Heemin’s mental state.I don’t want anyone to die.He didn’t want to see anyone bleeding and collapsing in front of him. Not Yiheon, Secretary Jung, Minseok, or even the unnamed extras. Even though they were fictional characters to him, this place was their home, a world where they shared moments with their loved ones. He didn’t want anyone to get entangled in the harsh fate of Cha Yiheon and Seo Heemin.“It’s okay. Nothing will happen.”As he stubbornly kept his mouth shut and trembled in fear, Yiheon gently patted his back to reassure him. His voice was full of certainty, as if he knew the future.Strangely, his unfounded assurance gradually melted away the worries and concerns that had piled up in his heart like eyes after a spring rain. As he calmed his agitated emotions and thought rationally, he realized there was no need to be afraid. Currently, Kwak Yoonseong was in Seoul as the acting president, and there was no conflict with Bukseong Construction, Shin Seungbeom’s company.Without any reason to hold a grudge against Yiheon, the events from the original work wouldn’t occur. It was clearly different from the hit cycle that inevitably arrived regardless of periodic fluctuations.“I’ll move your luggage to the room.”The bellboy, thinking the situation was somewhat settled, discreetly pushed the cart into the hotel.“Let’s go, us too.”Led by the strong hand around his waist, they entered the lobby. The high ceiling that spanned two floors, the chandelier with hundreds of crystals that looked like they could fall at any moment, and the centerpiece full of densely arranged flowers that added volume all came into Heemin’s view. The lobby was the epitome of luxury, as if to flaunt the financial status of the Woojin Group.Moreover, there seemed to be a custom fragrance being dispersed throughout the lobby, with a fresh and clear cedar scent and a sweet fig aroma overpowering even Yiheon’s pheromone scent. As Heemin was deeply immersed in the exotic fragrance, a woman approached them.“Welcome, President Cha.”“It’s been a while.”She was an alpha female with elegant pheromones of lavender, featuring long slender legs, distinct features, a smart aura, and a refined smile. Seeing the name tag that read ‘General Manager’, it seemed she was in charge of the hotel.“I’ve prepared the room you always use.”“It must have been troublesome to accommodate my sudden request. Thank you for your attention.”“Of course, it’s President Cha’s request, after all. This is your first visit since the remodeling, right? The heavy atmosphere has lessened, so it should suit your tastes.”Heemin was quite surprised by how casually she talked to Yiheon, as if they’d known each other for a long time. He had thought everyone found him difficult, but apparently, that wasn’t the case. For some reason, Heemin’s mood dropped.“I thought you were here for a site inspection.”Her gaze turned to Heemin, who was awkwardly standing next to Yiheon. Her deep brown eyes clearly showed curiosity and interest, but she did not forget her role as a hotelier and concluded the conversation politely.“We’ll do our best to serve you during your stay. Please rest comfortably.”As soon as the card key was inserted into the reader, the curtains automatically opened, revealing a wide-open view outside. The vast ocean stretching out before their eyes was a deep cobalt blue, as if a whole lot of cobalt blue paint had been poured out.The rhythm of the ever-moving waves.The overlapping waves, reminiscent of Vincent van Gogh’s intense brushstrokes, were a spectacular sight. Just looking at them brought peace of mind, washing away all worries.“It’s beautiful…”Here, Heemin could quietly watch the ocean without being disturbed by anyone. It made sense that even the heavily burdened ‘Seo Heemin’ could smile here, if only for a moment.“Stop looking and come eat some fruit.”Yiheon, who had just come from washing his hands without even glancing at the ocean, called Heemin in a cold voice. On the large 8-seater dining table, enough for a group feast, were seasonal fruits, mini macarons, and half-sized champagne.Heemin, unable to take his eyes off the scenery outside the window, slowly moved his feet. Apparently annoyed by this, Yiheon came over with the plate of welcome food.“Open up.”As Heemin gently parted his lips, Yiheon picked up a melon ball and put it in his mouth. The soft texture that melted away and the sweet juice spreading throughout his mouth made the tip of his tongue tingle. The mesmerizing sight of the ocean cleared Heemin’s mind.“Have another.”This time, Yiheon picked up a cherry. Reflexively opening his mouth, Heemin was ready to be fed, but Yiheon ate it himself. How unexpected.Heemin felt like a fish caught on a hook without bait. The man before him teasingly was so annoying that Heemin turned to wash his hands. At that moment, Yiheon spat out the cherry pit onto the plate and then suddenly kissed Heemin.“…Mhm.”Something smooth slid between his parted lips. It was a cherry with the pit removed. Frozen in the unexpected kiss, Heemin couldn’t chew or swallow until Yiheon gently coaxed him with his tongue.Carefully, Heemin bit into the soft flesh. Not wanting to eat it alone, He passed a bit of the mashed fruit back to Yiheon, who rolled it around his tongue, savoring it slowly before swallowing. The sequence of movements transferred directly through their connected lips.This kiss was different from the usual intense ones that felt like they might swallow Heemin whole. It was leisurely and tender. With every gentle touch and release of their lips, a pleasant breath washed over Heemin’s cheeks.Whether rough or soft, kissing him always felt good. Every time their tongues intertwined passionately, Heemin’s mind went blank, incapable of thought. His chest tingled indescribably. A strange tension, a subtle shiver, and instinctual pleasure wrapped around his entire body.“Want more?”Yiheon slightly pulled away, casting his gaze at the macarons on the plate. Despite his dislike for sweets, he offered the bright red and yellow desserts that looked overly sugary, causing a faint smile to escape Heemin.“Open your mouth.”Although Heemin hadn’t laughed mockingly, Yiheon spoke in a mischievous voice, taunting him. When Heemin lifted his head, a bright yellow macaron was presented before his lips. The tangy scent of lemon tickled his nose.Just as he was about to obediently open his mouth and stick out his tongue, a cellphone rang loudly from somewhere. Yiheon’s thick eyebrows shot up at the sudden interruption.Despite trying to ignore it, the phone continued ringing. The persistent ringing grated on Yiheon, who finally took out his phone. Seeing the word “Chairman” on the screen, the irritation on his face immediately solidified.“…I’ll step out to take the call. Keep eating.”The heated atmosphere quickly cooled down, and the playful glint in Yiheon’s eyes faded into a deep darkness. With a low sigh, he placed the macaron into Heemin’s mouth with a touch that had lost its earlier warmth.Even though the macaron was small, the sharp lemon flavor was so strong that Heemin winced. As he turned to leave with an emotionless expression, Heemin caught a glimpse of him.Even when they first met at the auction, when he came home with a bloodied shirt, or when he kept his distance from Heemin, Yiheon always seemed shielded by coldness. But his gaze had always burned hotly, like a fiercely blazing blue flame.Yet now, there was no spark in his eyes at all. It was as if he wasn’t human. Despite his more ordinary appearance, seeing him go to answer Chairman Yoon’s call as the “gangster Cha Yiheon” felt strange.Heemin gulped down the slightly bitter macaron, followed by a gulp of water. The fact that it was Chairman Yoon seemed to make it more than just a phone call, leaving Heemin feeling uneasy.Chairman Yoon. Chairman Yoon Daeho.Yoon Daeho, Yiheon’s maternal granduncle and the head of the Wooshin Group, wielded unchallenged power in the underworld like the monarch of an absolute monarchy. Though depicted as a character of utmost ruthlessness and extreme materialism, he had never made an actual appearance in the story, making him a difficult figure for Heemin. This was because Chairman Yoon occupied an ambiguous position; he was neither clearly an ally of Yiheon nor simply someone to be overthrown. He was a figure Yiheon would eventually need to break away from but was also his only remaining kin, making it impossible for Yiheon to carelessly turn his back on him. If anything, he would be treated like a dog.As the call seemed to be taking longer than expected, Heemin toured the living room, bedroom, terrace, and bathroom in turn. Unlike the previous hotel, which was decorated with deep teak wood and gray-toned furniture, this one had a minimal style that highlighted the view outside the window, which was quite impressive.Sitting on the living room sofa, Heemin gazed out at the sea. The way the light shattered into fragments over the waves was something he wanted to capture in a painting, so he was busy taking videos. Just then, the door swung open, and Yiheon finally returned.“I have an urgent matter to attend to. I’ll be back before dinner, so just relax here.”“Urgent… matter?”“Yes.”The original incident came to mind again. His loosened breath tightened, and his nape grew cold. Without realizing it, Heemin dropped the cell phone he was holding.“Did you plan to break the phone already after just a few days?” he lightly chided, picking up the phone that had fallen on the floor. Fortunately, it was intact, but Heemin’s mind was like a broken device that had powered down.“…No.”A dark red hue covered his eyes. He smelled something fishy. He vividly felt both his hands soaking with a continuously pouring hot liquid. A humid, ominous current flowed through the oddly distorted air, suffocating pressure and the fear it caused. In a short but terrifyingly long moment, Heemin encountered an unfamiliar despair.“Hyung.”He didn’t even have the time to wonder why he was feeling such déjà vu. Clutching his arm as he set down the phone on the table, Heemin earnestly pleaded.“Please don’t go.”Someone other than Shin Seungbeom might cause the incident. A foreigner who had lost a lot of money at the casino might strike with a knife out of anger, and tragedy could visit under the guise of such a minor coincidence.“I’ll come back as soon as I can.”Yiheon looked down at Heemin’s pallid face with a troubled expression. He seemed to be carefully checking if there was anything amiss with him, but he didn’t seem to grasp the gravity of the situation at all.“I haven’t touched the food because I wanted to eat together. Can you feed me again, hyung?”Thinking that a feeble plea wouldn’t work as it hadn’t earlier, Heemin deliberately acted affectionate toward him.Didn’t the general manager say to relax while on the trip? Since they had come to enjoy a leisurely vacation, it was only right to forget about work and focus on each other, just as they had been doing earlier.“Later. When I get back.”“They’ll dry out and be inedible by then.”“I’m sorry. Just wait a little.”Any vague hope that a simple show of affection would cause him to relent crumbled away. He turned his head to avoid the hand that reached out to caress his hair. Frustrated by Heemin’s strangely sensitive reaction, Yiheon raised his voice slightly.“I said I’d be back soon. What’s wrong?”“…”“Seo Heemin.”“…”“Heemin-ah.”“…”“Look at me.”His face contorted as if being rejected was painful for him. The tip of his fingers trembled slightly, touching Heemin’s cheek. Unable to forcibly turn his face, Yiheon merely placed his hand on it, so Heemin, left with no choice, shifted his gaze and met his eyes.“I’ll finish up and be back in an hour.”“…”“Don’t be upset, okay?”A hint of a smile lingered in his voice as he coaxed and soothed him. He seemed to think Heemin was sulking like a child, upset at being left alone.He wasn’t angry and silent; he was simply too struck by fear to speak. With trembling lips, Heemin barely managed to plead with him again.“…I wish you wouldn’t go. Please don’t go.”“I have to meet someone. It’s an important guest from overseas.”“Aren’t I… aren’t I important?”At those words, Yiheon’s eyes, which had been softly curved, suddenly sharpened. Removing his hand from Heemin’s cheek, he pointed outside the window and said firmly.“Who said you aren’t important? Didn’t I bring you here just to show you the sea?”“Then let someone else meet them, and let’s watch the sea together here.”“Tomorrow. Tomorrow, let’s take a yacht out and spend the whole day watching the sea.”“It has to be today!”He spoke defiantly, lifting his head high and keeping his eyes wide open. Having once ruined a deal, he had tried not to interfere in Yiheon’s work at all. However, he couldn’t just sit back and watch, ignoring the powerful intuition that someone might die.He had to stop him from leaving no matter what. Even if it meant blocking the door, he was determined not to let him out. Yiheon brushed back his disheveled hair and sighed deeply.“Don’t do this. If you keep this up, it’s going to make things difficult.”“It’s difficult for me too.”“What’s so difficult?”“Well…”He trailed off, unable to tell the truth. Although this world had the special traits of alphas and omegas, there were no people with superpowers like clairvoyance.If he warned of impending danger, they would ask how he knew about future events that hadn’t happened yet. He feared that this might even lead to his secret of being possessed by ‘Seo Heemin’ being exposed.“In any case, you can’t just go out. Something bad will happen.”