Woosung Alpha’s Sour Grapes

Chapter 32

Even when feelings of disappointment welled up towards Tae-geon for not asking anything, Hyeon-woo understood Tae-geon’s position that forced him to take such an attitude. He regarded his own emotions as foolish selfishness and kept them buried deep inside.

Although the secret was no longer a secret, no one opened their mouths about this issue, as if it were an unspoken rule.

A relationship where only the alpha and omega traits were cleanly cut out from each other’s identities.

I wish I hadn’t realized it.

It was only after becoming the omega that Tae-geon extremely hated that he realized his feelings for him. The desire to spend the rest of his life together as a partner, not just a friend, had grown. But he knew better than anyone that it was an unattainable wish.

Hyeon-woo tried to suppress his greed, telling himself to be satisfied that Tae-geon’s cruel gaze towards omegas was an exception only for him. If these impure feelings were also discovered, that would truly be the end of everything.

*

[I’ll go first. Eat the stew and put it in the fridge.]

The downstairs, which he had come down to early in the morning to prepare for the first class, was wrapped in a cool silence. Even after checking the note left on the dining table, Hyeon-woo lingered in front of Tae-geon’s room and gently knocked on the door.

Knock knock.

“…Tae-geon, are you sleeping?”

He entered the quiet room without any response. Of course, no one was in the bedroom.

Recently, Tae-geon often disappeared like this, leaving only a memo. At first, Hyeon-woo thought it might be because of assignments, but it wasn’t. Tae-geon’s first class today was the same liberal arts class as his. It was a pass/fail class with no presentations or assignments.

Entering the classroom a little early, he found Tae-geon already there, sleeping face down on the desk. Hyeon-woo sat down next to Tae-geon.

“…Tae-geon.”

When there was no response to his call, Hyeon-woo poked Tae-geon’s cheek with his index finger.

“Hey, Choi Tae-geon.”

He was curious about what Tae-geon was doing every morning to be so exhausted like this. But as always, he couldn’t ask.

Although he knew intellectually that the reason Tae-geon turned a blind eye to the truth was to continue their relationship, Hyeon-woo often felt that a huge barrier had formed between him and Tae-geon that wasn’t there before.

The more he tried to respond to Tae-geon’s efforts, not wanting to make them futile, the more he felt somehow that the distance between them was growing, making him feel depressed.

As Hyeon-woo was lost in thought, playing with Tae-geon’s hair, a familiar sense of déjà vu suddenly brushed his fingertips.

‘……?’

The texture of the hair wrapping around his fingers, its length, the feel of the head shape felt somehow familiar. Although Tae-geon had hugged and touched him many times, it was rare for Hyeon-woo to touch Tae-geon like this first.

Nevertheless, the feeling of the silky hair curling around his fingers didn’t feel unfamiliar at all. No, it was too familiar.

As Hyeon-woo stared blankly at Tae-geon, he suddenly noticed a couple of red insect bite marks on the nape of his neck visible through his collar.

It’s almost October, but summer mosquitoes are still active.

The once quiet classroom quickly became noisy with students filling it up. The professor who appeared started calling out names to check attendance.

“Choi Tae-geon, stop sleeping and wake up.”

Hyeon-woo shook the sleeping Tae-geon awake.

“…Huu.”

Tae-geon’s languid profile, sighing and raising his upper body diagonally to rest his chin, looked particularly decadent today. Hyeon-woo, who was glancing at Tae-geon like that, straightened his head after briefly answering “Yes” to the professor calling his name.

Soon, the class began.

*

Tae-geon’s eyes, fixed on the podium, were unfocused. He couldn’t concentrate on the content at all. He couldn’t remember when he had last slept properly.

Since that night when he first embraced Hyeon-woo, Tae-geon was often engulfed by an inexplicable heat even in his sleep. He felt miserable every morning when he saw his wet underwear from wet dreams he hadn’t experienced even during puberty.

The object of his lust was always the same. In his dreams, Hyeon-woo’s eyes weren’t covered. With his black eyes clearly focused on him, he trembled, softly calling Tae-geon’s name.

After realizing that Hyeon-woo was in love with him, Tae-geon’s desires became uncontrollably intense.

When they walked together, he could feel Hyeon-woo’s gaze on his back from a step behind. Why hadn’t he noticed? Like a fool, he hadn’t known until now what kind of heat this consistently intense gaze held.

Nevertheless, Tae-geon couldn’t turn around.

He ignored it. As always. Just as he ignored Hyeon-woo’s pheromones that grew stronger day by day.

Now Hyeon-woo must have realized it too. The fact that he was intentionally turning a blind eye to the truth.

At some point, Hyeon-woo’s body during heat cycles began to emit pheromones as strong as any other omega. It wasn’t the faint pheromones that only he, an extreme alpha, could smell, but a distinct scent that any alpha could detect. However, Hyeon-woo himself seemed unaware of this fact.

It was the beginning of summer vacation when they were sitting side by side on the sofa watching a movie. When a sweet smell started emanating from Hyeon-woo sitting next to him, Tae-geon glanced at him for a while. Hyeon-woo, who had been hugging a large popcorn container with an expression of knowing nothing, suddenly jumped up and fled to the second floor.

That was around the time the movie credits were rolling, so it was clear that he only felt the prodrome of his body entering heat at least two hours after Tae-geon had noticed Hyeon-woo’s pheromones.

Although he already knew from Hyeon-woo’s diagnosis report he had obtained in advance, Tae-geon confirmed again with his own eyes that Hyeon-woo couldn’t detect pheromones, as he just stared at the screen without noticing at all that he had been thoroughly soaked from head to toe in Tae-geon’s pheromones throughout the running time.

Knock knock-.

‘Hyeon-woo. Are you okay?’

He could hear busy sounds from beyond the door. He felt like laughing, imagining Hyeon-woo’s flustered and confused appearance.

‘You startled me by suddenly running away while watching the movie. Did something happen? Can I come in?’

‘No, don’t come in! Tae-geon! I’m going to sleep. I’m tired. I was almost asleep, why are you waking me up?’

‘Ah… Was that so?’

Lie.

Tae-geon twisted one corner of his mouth and smiled. The phone in his pocket kept vibrating incessantly.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: Emergency emergency!! I’m in heat.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: I’ll go to the hotel first.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: I’m too anxious, I can’t stand it.

[BunnyBunnyCarrotCarrot]: Please come to the room we always meet in.

After checking all the messages, Tae-geon’s gaze returned to Hyeon-woo’s closed door.

‘Sorry if I woke you up.’

‘……’

‘I got a call from home, so I think I need to go out. I’ll be back in a couple of days. Sleep well.’

‘…Okay. Take care.’

Tae-geon replied to the message as he walked with leisurely steps.

[K]: Sure.

Confident that there was no way K’s identity would be revealed through pheromones, Tae-geon poured his pheromones over Hyeon-woo’s body without hesitation whenever he showed prodromal symptoms after that day.

He was exasperated with himself for now even marking his territory, but this pheromone shower was the surest way to protect Hyeon-woo in heat from other alphas. It not only neutralized Hyeon-woo’s pheromones but also served as a silent warning that he had a mate, so hands off.

Of course, if that mark had been made by a lowly alpha, it would have been meaningless, but Tae-geon knew well that his pheromones wouldn’t be challenged.

However, he hadn’t expected that a crazy alpha bastard would do such a fucking thing to Hyeon-woo.

Hyeon-woo’s pheromones, which had been getting stronger with each heat cycle, came to assert a presence that could no longer be called that of a recessive omega after that damned incident.

Whether it was an aftereffect of the incident, whenever Hyeon-woo startled and had seizures at small touches during their encounters, K would hold him tight. He focused solely on comforting Hyeon-woo, putting all desires aside until his unstable breathing and trembling body calmed down.

As Hyeon-woo gradually found stability in K’s arms, Tae-geon felt not pride but a stinging pain.

It pained him that Hyeon-woo, who acted as if nothing had happened in front of Choi Tae-geon, only became honest in front of K, whose face, name, age, and appearance he didn’t know at all, and that he himself, knowing all this, had to pretend not to know and could do nothing.

‘I did as I was told!! Give it back!! It’s mine!!’

The assailant’s incomprehensible shout and the check found in his pocket stuck in his mind and wouldn’t leave. Could there have been someone behind it? Tae-geon shook his head at the suspicions that kept piling up.

It must be an unfounded fear. It was probably just his tendency to become unnecessarily sensitive about matters concerning Hyeon-woo acting up. After all, it was an undeniable fact that pheromones that enticed alphas had flowed from Hyeon-woo, who was approaching his heat cycle at the time.

And that wasn’t all. Following the increasingly strong pheromones, even a non-existent uterus opening had formed.

Unbelievably, Hyeon-woo’s manifestation was continuing endlessly.

In their recent encounter, Tae-geon had to barely restrain his glans, which had detected a small hole formed in Hyeon-woo’s inner wall, from digging into it. Just before, there had been no such hole in Hyeon-woo’s inner wall.

Incredulous at this fact, Tae-geon quickly pulled out his dick and immediately thrust his fingers deep into Hyeon-woo’s private parts. As he carefully felt every corner of the inner wall to find the position he had felt earlier with the tip of his shaft, his fingertip caught on a deeply carved fold at a point in the soft mucous membrane. The moment he applied pressure to that area by raising his finger.

‘Haung…!’

Semen burst from Hyeon-woo’s dick as he arched his back to the limit and had a short convulsion like a seizure.

It was certain. Both the location and the response were definitely that of a uterus opening.

Note:  In my last translation Tae-geo was looking for the uterus, I thought he was looking for the GSPOT. Will edit it out. Thank you! 

In the Omegaverse, male Omegas are often depicted as being able to become pregnant through a uterus that is connected to their rectum. Alphas can impregnate regardless of their gender. 

In the Omegaverse, Omegas are generally gentle and submissive, and are often more nurturing and maternal. Both genders can become pregnant from an Alpha

 I should also try getting laid everyday as I might also develop uterus Lol