The Omega Is Pregnant-Chapter 57

I blocked a blind date with a woman named Jung Hae-jin and managed to protect my lover. Holding onto that sense of satisfaction, Tae-seo’s steps gradually slowed as he got out of the car in front of his house.

The reason he didn’t go straight inside was simple—he had turned his head on a whim and caught sight of the spot where Kang In-hyuk had been standing.

The sun hadn’t set yet, and the bright surroundings exposed everything down to the quiet streetlamp beneath which In-hyuk had stood. As Tae-seo scanned the now-empty spot, he turned his body away from his front gate and sat down on the steps.

Kang Se-heon, who had just dropped him off and told him to go inside, had no idea that Tae-seo was crouched outside like this. Resting his elbows on his raised knees, Tae-seo propped his chin on his hands. The quiet residential neighborhood, with barely any passing cars, gave him space for contemplation.

Tae-seo thought back to Kang In-hyuk, who had come looking for him with a conflicted expression. At the time, all Tae-seo had focused on was sending him away, frustrated by In-hyuk’s stubborn insistence. It wasn’t exactly the right atmosphere for a proper conversation, ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) and besides, the way In-hyuk seemed to blame him for everything made the encounter all the more unpleasant.

And yet, why was he thinking about Kang In-hyuk now?

"Why is he so opposed to my relationship with Se-heon?"

In the original novel, the story revolved around Kang In-hyuk and Seo Da-rae. Tae-seo’s involvement with Kang Se-heon was never meant to be explored. If anything, the villain disappearing would just leave an empty space in the narrative. So why was In-hyuk going out of his way to interfere with his and Se-heon’s relationship?

"Would something like this even be in the novel?"

A protagonist worrying about the villain and his cousin’s relationship—what a ridiculous concept.

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"Is my death still predetermined?"

Se-heon had given him hope, reassuring him about the fate he had feared. Thanks to him, Tae-seo had been able to shake off some of the terror surrounding his supposed death in the original storyline. But now... now, he had no idea how things would unfold. The only certainty was that he and Se-heon weren’t simply going to disappear from the story.

And that wasn’t the only thing weighing on his mind.

"Kang Se-heon."

Not knowing him fully—it was frustrating at times like this. Why had Se-heon never had anyone he loved before? Was that why he hadn’t even been written as the main character? Then why was he acting so endlessly kind to him now?

The words Jung Hae-jin had said about Se-heon refused to leave his mind. If only he could think about things as simply as before—just acknowledge that he was Se-heon’s lover and that Se-heon would eventually love him back. But now that he was alone, his thoughts bounced around uncontrollably.

Maybe it was because he hadn’t heard Se-heon say it outright. But then... what about himself?

Tae-seo lowered the hand supporting his chin, resting it on his knee instead. Then he crossed his arms and buried his face in them. He figured he’d go inside after sitting here a little longer, but just as he started to doze off, his phone vibrated inside his crossbody bag.

[Why are you still outside?]

“Wow, are you psychic? Or are you watching me through the CCTV?”

Still holding his phone to his ear, Tae-seo glanced at the security camera mounted on the front gate. What if Se-heon was really watching him? Amused, he raised a hand in greeting.

[You’re embarrassing yourself. Put your hand down.]

Se-heon’s words made it seem as if he really was watching him, and Tae-seo sheepishly curled his fingers into a fist, lowering his hand. Seriously, what is with him?

“Where are you watching from?”

[I don’t have to see you to know.]

“Oh? That means you think about me a lot too, huh?”

Tae-seo wrapped his arms around his knees. Just hearing Se-heon’s voice made his earlier anxiety settle down.

[What about you?]

Se-heon’s question hit him unexpectedly, making his thoughts come to a screeching halt. He had asked because he wanted to hear Se-heon’s answer, but now the tables had turned.

“...I think about you.”

Admitting it honestly made him feel even calmer. After all, he had been thinking about Se-heon just moments ago.

[Tell me more.]

Tae-seo adjusted his phone, shifting his position a few times before finally settling on one that felt comfortable. He rested his phone on his knee and tilted his head against it.

“When I think about it... you were always so indifferent.”

He spoke exactly as the thoughts came to him.

“The day after my heat cycle, for example. You were oddly detached, like you were afraid of getting caught up in some Omega’s heat cycle.”

[You wouldn’t believe how many people tried to use that as an excuse to get close to me. Weekdays, weekends—it didn’t matter. It made me wonder why there were so many heat cycles happening around me all the time.]

“It’s because your pheromones are strong. They probably wanted to use that to seduce you.”

[Yeah, and that’s what made it worse.]

Se-heon’s voice was quiet, yet it carried a weight that made Tae-seo focus on every word.

[Everyone has different pheromones, but none of them ever appealed to me. You’d think I could just cover them up with cologne, but... an Omega’s pheromones in heat didn’t make me feel dazed or tempted. If anything, they made me snap back to my senses. They were too overwhelming.]

“What about mine?”

Why had he never asked this before? Se-heon was the only person who had ever smelled his pheromones. Tae-seo brought his wrist close to his nose, trying to pick up a scent, but he couldn’t detect anything.

He understood now why Se-heon had looked at him strangely back then, but... did that mean his pheromones were just as overwhelming?

[Your pheromones...]

For some reason, it felt like he was waiting for test results. His heart pounded with nervous anticipation.

[I remember thinking, Where did this come from?]

“...What kind of answer is that?”

It was like asking for a test score and getting told, Well, you did okay. Good job.

[They were just... impossibly sweet and fragrant. It wasn’t that you appeared in front of me—I think I was the one who appeared in front of you. I must have smelled something good from far away and followed that scent... until I found you.]

"So, that means you liked it."

Tae-seo summarized it simply. Realizing that he had basically scored a perfect hundred, his mood lifted again.

"Then I’ll just assume I’m your first."

Hearing the sound of an approaching car, Tae-seo lifted his head along with his phone.

"Since Kang Se-heon, who has never loved anyone before, has finally found someone he likes, I’ll just take that as me."

Thinking that way made the weight on his chest feel a little lighter.

[Tae-seo.]

Tae-seo dusted off his pants and stood up. He waved when he saw his parents getting out of the car.

[It’s not ‘I’ll just assume it’s me.’ It is you.]

Tae-seo, who had been smiling while making eye contact with his parents, suddenly froze as if time had stopped for him.

[You are my first.]

Se-heon’s words, repeated with quiet certainty, sent Tae-seo’s heart into a frantic rhythm.

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"I was wondering who was crouching outside the house... Turns out it was my own child. Did you forget the passcode?"

"I was just enjoying the nice weather."

Tae-seo replied awkwardly as he settled onto the sofa. It had only happened once, yet somehow, his parents had caught him. He picked up the cold drink placed in front of him and took a sip. It tasted good, the coolness refreshing his mouth. Without stopping, he drank the entire thing in one go.

Maybe it was because he had been sitting outside in the heat, or maybe it was because of a certain someone’s confession. Or perhaps, it was simply because the drink was delicious and sweet for no particular reason.

"Actually, we had something to tell you today."

At Kim Mi-kyung’s cautious words, Tae-seo put down his empty glass.

"We almost forgot to say this before your hospital visit."

Kim Mi-kyung glanced at Yoon Seok-hoon, who let out a quiet cough. Then, as if revealing something he had hidden behind his back, he pulled out a card. At the same time, Kim Mi-kyung reached under the table. Curious about what was going on, Tae-seo watched them with a puzzled expression.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy."

Kim Mi-kyung held out a bouquet of flowers, while Yoon Seok-hoon handed him the card. Tae-seo simply stared at them in silence until Yoon Seok-hoon coughed again, this time louder.

"Congratulations."

Tae-seo blinked, looking at them as if struggling to comprehend. A baby had appeared in his life out of nowhere—he had only been shocked by the news. He never expected to receive congratulatory messages like this.

"A new life has come to you. It’s a blessing, and it will bring you new happiness. I’m sorry we only said this now because we were caught off guard."

Listening to his mother’s words, Tae-seo looked down at the bouquet in his hands. Congratulations, blessing, happiness.

He placed a hand on the flowers, unable to hide his awkward expression, before finally breaking into a small laugh. He felt grateful for his parents’ love, and at the same time, he felt guilty for never having considered the baby a blessing before now.

"Are you going to marry Se-heon?"

"...Yes. If he accepts."

Tae-seo nodded as he hugged the bouquet closer and checked the card.

"If he accepts?"

"I confessed, but I haven’t proposed yet."

Now, it was Kim Mi-kyung and Yoon Seok-hoon who looked puzzled. The baby was already on the way, and Se-heon had even come to greet them, so why was the marriage still undecided? And why was Tae-seo making it sound as if Se-heon had to accept it?

"If I do both at once, one of them might not be as memorable. So, I saved it. That’s why I’m going to do it."

"It’s not like you have to be the one proposing. What if Se-heon proposes to you first?"

"Then I’ll accept and propose back."

"So, you weren’t planning on just receiving a proposal from the start."

Tae-seo flipped over the card and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Giving is better than receiving."

Written on the back of the card was: ‘Pocket money for our grandchild.’ The words warmed his heart so much that he couldn’t help but smile.

And just like that, all the uncertainty and hesitation he had felt about Se-heon’s feelings disappeared. He had never truly been waiting for Se-heon to love him back—he just wanted to give him everything he could.

Holding the bouquet and the card, Tae-seo returned to his room and placed them neatly on his desk. He grabbed his phone, intending to take a picture and send it to Se-heon. Just as he was about to turn the phone horizontally to snap the photo, it vibrated.

Was Se-heon calling now that he had arrived home? Tae-seo briefly considered making a video call instead, but when he saw the name on the screen, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Seo Da-rae?"

The caller was someone entirely unexpected.