To Byul (Omegaverse)-Chapter 128: I didn’t want our first kiss to be like this

Chapter 128: I didn’t want our first kiss to be like this

"You saved my life, Yun-tae." Myung-woo said with his gaze softly dancing on Yun-tae’s sight.

Yun-tae’s eyes widened. He was even more confused now. What did he mean by he saved his life?

He had only ever loved a miserable life, so how come he saved someone else? He could not remember doing such a thing in his life.

If anything, all his life, he was the one who needed saving and not the other way around.

"Are you..." He brushed his cheek again. "...messing with me?"

Myung-woo’s smile fell and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"You’re messing with me, aren’t you? I know I...ngh," his eyes grew teary again. "I never did such a thing, so you’re messing with me. Why are you... Why are you messing with me?" He cried. "Is this a joke?"

Yun-tae’s response broke Myung-woo’s heart. He didn’t remember, and because he didn’t remember, he did not believe Myung-woo had pure intentions. He did not believe Myung-woo’s words and could not believe that someone out of nowhere would suddenly want to help him and pull him out of the pit he was in.

A knight in shining armor? What a joke?

He was just messing with him because he looked like an easy target, wasn’t he?

"Yun-tae, please calm down," Myung-woo said but Yun-tae’s heart was shattered before he even realized it.

"Why do you all want to torture me like this?" Yun-tae wailed.

His life was terrible. No one loved him. The people he liked didn’t like him the same way he did. In fact, they were busy loving each other in secret. He was the fool who had fallen for them so easily and he was the fool who was hoping that he would be happy even after letting them go.

He was the fool. The big moronic fool.

No one would ever show him such sweet affection he longed for and the family he wished to have was far from his reach. It looked like he would stay alone and unwanted for the rest of his life.

These were the thoughts that were creeping into his heart as reality struck hard on his heart.

He was so fed up.

"Just what did I do? Don’t I deserve to find someone too?" He cried.

The pitiful sight of Yun-tae crying his heart out in rejection pulled Myung-woo out of his cautious mindset and without thinking, he pulled Yun-tae’s hand and then stuck his other hand around his neck.

By the time Yun-tae knew what was going on, his lips had been stolen.

Myung-woo kissed Yun-tae on the lips, hoping to steal away his cries and tears, his worries, and the ache of his heart.

He kissed him passionately, robbing the air out of his lungs and giving him no room to resist.

The thought of resisting never even crossed Yun-tae’s mind. He was dumbstruck. He was confused and at the same time, being swallowed by passion and desire.

He gripped Myung-woo’s shirt and ended up kissing back, the tears rolling down his cheeks quickly dried up as he could no longer remember why he was crying in the first place.

Myung-woo opened his eyes while he devoured Yun-tae’s lips and saw that he was no longer crying.

He had his eyes tightly closed as he tried to pick up the pace Myung-woo was moving at. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

’I’m sorry, Yun-tae. I didn’t want our first kiss to be like this.’ he thought. ’And right now, I just can’t help but want more of you.’

His desire as an Alpha wanted to claim Yun-tae as he grew stronger with each breath they took, and with each contact they made.

He was doing his best to stick to just his lips but his hands were going out of control.

He wanted to slide his hands down from his neck and explore all over his body but before he could do that, he wanted himself not to go any further.

According to Yun-tae, they were still strangers so going that far would probably make him hate him.

’I should stop this now. He’s already calmed down,’ he thought and was about to break the kiss when Yun-tae suddenly wrapped his arms around his neck, locking him in position.

Little breaths escaped the little gaps they gave when they smacked their lips together. If not for that, Yun-Tae wouldn’t have been able to catch his breath.

’Does he like this that much?’ Myung-woo wondered. He was getting distracted because Yun-tae was being more assertive than he imagined.

He had even moved from his position and got on top of Myung-woo so he could be a bit more comfortable and Myung-woo had gone as far as pushing his chair back to give him more room to assert his ’dominace’.

Honestly, he was curious how this would end.

If Yun-tae would regret his actions and blame him or if he would act like this was something normal.

And then finally, he decided to break the kiss.

"Hah, should I call you Hyung since you refuse to tell me your name?" Yun-tae suddenly asked, rubbing his cheeks against Myung-woo’s face and Myung-woo’s eyes widened. He was going to call him ’Hyung’? "You seem older than me. Should I just do that?"

"What are you...?"

"I didn’t know," Yun-tae said and lowered his eyes. "...how much a person can understand from just one kiss."

Myung-woo looked at Yun-tae’s eyes. His gaze had softened as if he had been hypnotized by something sweet.

He looked at Myung-woo gently and then said,

"Do you understand my feelings better after that kiss?" He asked and Yun-tae nodded.

"Just how long have you been watching me, Hyung?"

The word ’Hyung’ seemed to have a rather erotic effect on Myung-woo but he was able to keep his thoughts straight and said,

"Not long." He answered. "But as for how long I’ve been thinking about you," he paused there, looking away.

But Yun-tae was curious and asked,

"How long have you been thinking of me?"

Myung-woo shook his head, refusing to answer. Yun-Tae would probably think he was messing with him again if he answered.

"Have we... Really known each other before now?" Yun-tae asked, his breath a bit itchy with curiosity. "Did I really save you before? I can’t... I don’t remember anything like that but I can tell you’re being sincere." His hand slightly trembled, clutching onto Myung-woo tightly. "You’re not lying. So, how long has it been? How long... Have you been thinking of me?"

Myung-woo raised his hand, caressed Yun-Tae’s face lightly, and said,

"All my life."