To Byul (Omegaverse)-Chapter 98: Skin tight rubber outfit

Meanwhile, Yun-tae took a cab to his workplace. In truth, his workmate had not texted him at all, and he lied about taking over the shift. He instead texted to take over of his own free will because he could not bear to watch that scene a moment longer.

They belonged together. He could already see the pretty picture around them, and yet... He still wanted to be stubborn and cling to his feelings.

The worst part of it was that he had come to realize that he liked them both.

It was honestly the worst.

And so, he decided to just get away before he showed his true character and ruined the harmony that was playing in front of him.

He decided to work.

The place he worked at was a bar. A private infamous bar where only the rich and affluent visited. He worked as a waiter and the pay was really nice too.

The more drinks he sold, the more cash he could take home that day.

He saved himself from finding two more part-time jobs with the money he got per shift. So, it didn't compromise with his school life and that was why they never noticed that he was working.

There was a high risk of getting groped and possibly molested, but he took the job anyway. Getting groped once or twice was not enough to destroy his dignity or sense of self.

He thought of it as just brushing his sleeve against someone's skin and with that thinking, he was able to act rationally and not upset the customers.

Thus, making him very highly sought out by the customers.

He was proud that he was making his money genuinely but he was too embarrassed to let his friends know what kind of work he did. They could immediately think the other way and... He didn't want them to misunderstand at all.

Even if anyone else found out, at leader, Kang-woo and Chin-hwa didn't need to know. He would die before he let that happen.

"Number 4, you're being called." Someone yelled and Yun-Tae, going by the Alias of number 4, answered,

"Yes, right away." He walked briskly in his skin-tight rubber outfit. 'I still can't get comfortable in these,' he thought, silently sobbing.

It hugged his body so tightly that it showed every curve and fold of his body. With this, you wouldn't even blame the guys whose mouths watered when they walked past them.

Dressed like the 26th-century cat woman with black rubber stuck to their skin, a mask, and a cat headband... They were literally dying to be spanked and groped.

The view was to look as sexy and appealing as possible no matter the gender but...

'I still wonder what perverted maniac thought of this design,' he thought, stretching out the neckline. 'I can hardly breathe.'

He was taking a few drinks to one of the private boots when he walked past a group of guys who talked loudly about a musical concert or whatnot.

He did not pay much attention since he was so stuck on stretching the neckline while holding firmly the tray of drinks in his other hand.

But as he walked past, one of them turned to look back. He stared for a while, his eyebrows furrowing, and said,

"You guys go on for a bit. I think I forgot something." He said.

"Oh, you forgot something? Want us to go grab it for you?" One of his buddies asked but he shook his head.

"No, it's fine. And if I take too long, you guys can go on without me." He said and they nodded.

"Sure, Myung-woo."

Yeah, it was Myung-woo. And what were the odds that he would find Yun-tae working at a place like this?

Though he was wearing a mask, and that outfit that showed just about all of the curves and folds in his body... He was able to tell it was him by his scent.

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Even the perfume he put on to mask his pheromones couldn't stop him.

'Yun-Tae, what are you doing in a place like this?' he thought and secretly followed him.p

He watched Yun-tae take in a deep breath before knocking on the door.

Private boots with doors were the most troublesome to deal with since the people inside liked to get handsy, and with no camera to show proof of what they did, they thought they could get away with anything.

So, Yun-tae was being extra cautious.

"I've brought your..." He paused noticing the strong pheromone in the air.

There were two guys in the room and one of them was giving off such strong and dominating pheromones while panting softly like he was out of breath.

While the other stood to his feet and approached Yun-tae.

"Ah, the drinks are here," he said, and Yun-tae covered his mouth with his eyebrows furrowing.

What was going on here?

"Why are you just standing there?" He asked, and Yun-tae instinctively took a step back. "Bring it over."

"Y-yes," Yun-tae said but his senses were telling him to get away. His guts told him that staying there a second longer would only endanger him.

That Alpha was letting out his dominating pheromones for a reason. They called Yun-tae there on purpose and...

"I... I'm leaving," he said, turning around with the tray in his hand but the man caught his hand.

"Oh, you can't leave with our drinks," he said, his grip tightening on him and Yun-tae flinched. What did he want? "That was very rude of you."

"I... I'm sorry but I have to leave," he said, barely holding on as the harsh pheromones were starting to weaken him.

"No, you can't. You were rude, so you have to atone." He got closer and whispered in Yun-tae's ear, "Why don't you give us a treat with that nice body of yours?" He touched Yun-tae's ass. "I assure you. We'll overlook your rudeness if you give us a fun time."

'No, I... I suddenly can't move my body.' Yun-tae trembled. 'What's happening? Someone please...' he shut his eyes tight. 'Save me.'

And just then, like a Knight in shining armor, Myung-woo grabbed Yun-tae's hand, forcing all the drinks to fall on the floor. He stepped on the man's face, pushed his back, and crashed on the man who was releasing his pheromones.

Myung-woo pulled Yun-tae out of the booth and slammed it shut.

"Christ, that was so dangerous!" He yelled. "Those fucking bastards! How dare they try to lay a finger on you? How dare they try to claim you with such flimsy pheromones? I'm going to make sure they pay." He looked down at Yun-tae, who was still trembling, and their eyes met. "Are you okay, Yun?" He asked and Yun-tae asked,

"Who...who are you?"