Chapter 37: Blueberry Bruises

“There’s a bruise here.”

“No wonder it was throbbing.”

“Wait a second. I’ll get some medicine…”

“Never mind, it’ll go away on its own.”

“You should have said something if it hurt.”

“I kept telling you it hurt, didn’t I?”

“How am I supposed to understand when you’re moaning and groaning that it feels good?”

“Why, you…”

Chaewoo lifted his foot and kicked Euigeon in the chest repeatedly.

Even though Euigeon let out a grunt, it didn’t seem to have much effect.

‘Ugh, so annoying.’

Muttering to himself, Chaewoo closed his eyes.

“Does it hurt anywhere else? I’ll be careful from now on.”

Euigeon seemed uncharacteristically surprised.

In fact, Chaewoo also only thought it felt a bit stiff every time Euigeon collided with him; he didn’t remember exactly when the bruise had formed.

Because of that thing between Euigeon’s legs, penetration was always the most painful part, but after that, his mind would go blank and he couldn’t recall anything.

He just assumed the bruise happened when Euigeon was gripping his waist and hips while pounding into him.

“I haven’t even eaten, and you’re hurting me.”

Taking the opportunity, he let out a bit of exaggerated whining.

He felt like his body wouldn’t hold up if every Friday was like this.

“I was avoiding you because of my own circumstances, and you end up with a bruise…”

Quickly catching on to the fact that he was whining on purpose, Euigeon chuckled.

“You know what?”

“What?”

“The pheromones that come out whenever you’re excited, Senior Seol. When I pound deep and hard, you can’t control them and they just pour out. I find that really turning me on.”

“…….”

“When I go slow, I like how your entrance twitches and sucks on me. You’re more talented with your lower mouth than your upper one. Ah, just thinking about it makes me get hard again.”

“You crazy bastard. Get away from me. Don’t you dare.”

Chaewoo’s face distorted at the unsolicited lewd talk.

He kicked Euigeon repeatedly to push him off the sofa.

However, Euigeon remained unmoved, sitting comfortably and giggling.

In the aftermath of the kicking, the semen that hadn’t been cleaned up flowed out from below.

It was enough to soak the sheet spread on the sofa.

A flustered Chaewoo stopped moving and looked at the sofa’s owner.

“The sheet is all wet, what should I do? Don’t you have to wash it?”

“Leave it. I spread it out because it seemed like you have a lot of juices anyway, Senior Seol.”

“Juices… what?”

‘Why does he always say things like that without blinking an eye? And why is the shame always mine to bear?’

“Maybe I should just put a new bed here…”

Euigeon was pondering something completely off-mark without a hint of embarrassment.

“Anyway, let’s split up the days from now on. I can’t live like this.”

“Which days are convenient for you besides Friday? I’d like to do it at least three days a week.”

“What, three days? You have no conscience!”

Chaewoo threw a cushion at Euigeon.

The soft lump of cotton bounced once off his side and fell to the floor.

“Ah, but Tuesday is no good.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s too tiring working part-time after practice. And if I have assignments, how am I supposed to go to school the next day?”

“Why are you still working part-time? What about the down payment I gave you?”

“That’s…”

Chaewoo stammered and then shut his mouth.

Euigeon waited quietly for an answer.

“To pay off debts… and such. I need to earn living expenses too.”

“How much are your living expenses?”

‘Should I tell him?’

“Three million won?”

“What?”

Chaewoo gaped at the question, which stemmed from pure curiosity.

“Five million?”

“…About 650,000 won.”

Euigeon stopped questioning for a moment with a look of incomprehension.

In fact, after receiving his part-time pay and paying 350,000 won for rent and 300,000 won for transportation, utilities, food, and other living expenses, about 400,000 won remained.

All of that was used to pay off debts.

The private loans his uncle had taken out were repaid with the down payment, and since the interest on the bank loans wasn’t high, he was sending money whenever his circumstances allowed.

There was still a long way to go, but he thought that if he got a job after graduation, he could somehow fill the gap even if it took time.

If he received the rest of the money as a reward for the pregnancy, he could pay it off even sooner.

Actually, that was a much more realistic and comfortable path.

His father’s hospital bills would also continue to accrue for the time being.

Although his uncle was paying the hospital bills, he couldn’t receive help forever.

“You mean food costs about that much?”

Chaewoo became even more flustered by Euigeon’s confused question.

“Food and living expenses combined are 650,000 won.”

‘Well, it was something I couldn’t have imagined back when I was endlessly pampered either.’

As soon as Chaewoo was accepted to Yeonseo University, his father had immediately gifted him a foreign car worth over a hundred million won.

Instead of receiving a regular allowance, he carried his parents’ credit card and didn’t even know how much he spent a month, so Euigeon’s reaction wasn’t entirely incomprehensible.

“Don’t you live on your own? Then you have to pay rent, too.”

“That’s including rent…”

Euigeon had a face that seemed to be contemplating, ‘Maybe I misheard 6.5 million won.’

After all, the jersey rolling around in Euigeon’s car was more expensive than Chaewoo’s entire monthly living expenses.

“What should we do?”

“About what?”

“I want to pound into you every time I have a chance, Senior Seol.”

“…….”

“It means you don’t have time to sleep with me.”

‘Can’t you just do that thing a bit less?’

Even in the midst of this, sticky desire emanated from Euigeon’s pheromones.

Thinking he might be caught again if he lingered, Chaewoo stood up.

“Since it’s a matter of livelihood for me, let’s just do it twice a week, excluding Tuesday.”

“So that means you can quit your part-time job if you have money, right?”

“What do you mean by that?”

Chaewoo, who was about to head to the bathroom, stopped.

Euigeon put on a robe, went into the room, and came out with his wallet.

To Chaewoo’s disbelief, he pulled out a card.
It was mind-boggling.

“I’ll give you your living expenses, Senior. Rent, too. It would be nice for you to use spending money comfortably while you’re at it.”

“…Are you telling me to quit my job right now and have s*x with you whenever our schedules align?”

“That’s it.”

“Hey.”

Chaewoo muttered lowly.
And he stared intently at the card Euigeon was holding out.

‘Is he really kidding right now?’

“I don’t think this is right.”

Just how far did this Alpha’s desires go?

It was hard to understand the reason why Euigeon was so obsessed.

He had a background that anyone in music would glance at at least once, and he wasn’t the type to act completely arrogant just because of that.

In terms of skill alone, he was more the type to strive to maintain that image.

He wasn’t without followers, and he had a sharp personality, knowing well how he appeared to the outside world and how to (annoyingly) make moderate use of it.

He wondered why such a Beom Euigeon was so eager for him.

‘Does he like me?’
The question briefly crossed his mind, but he tucked it away.

It was ridiculous to gauge affection based on sexual desire.

Especially with Alphas and Omegas.

It would be a lie to say he wasn’t tempted by the offer of living expenses.

A materialistic thought occurred to him that he might be able to live comfortably for even a few months.

However, his last remaining reason and ethics were strongly dissuading him.

He had already been swayed here and there because of the Reset Partner contract.

If he even received living expenses, he would have to live his life entirely around Euigeon.

“Why? I’m saying I’ll let you buy what you want and live comfortably.”

“Your father’s name is written on this card. It’s creepy.”

Chaewoo pointed to the name ‘Beom Jae-jun’ written in English at the bottom of the credit card.

“Ah. Right. I’ll give you my own card.”

“No thanks.”

With a face that said ‘why on earth?’, Euigeon crossed his arms.

“I’m comfortable as I am now.”

At the clear refusal, Euigeon didn’t push any further and simply shrugged.

Chaewoo had worried if he might try to force it, but seeing as he wasn’t that much of a piece of trash, he didn’t say anything more.

Chaewoo went into the bathroom to wash up before returning to his studio.

His whole body was aching, just like the day he first slept with Euigeon.

He was slowly becoming accustomed to this kind of pain.

As he had done for the past few weeks, if he drank a lot of water and lay down for a few hours as if dead, he would somehow recover.

While washing thoroughly with warm water, Chaewoo thought about what he had to do over the weekend.

Come to think of it, he had to finish the team project research by next week.

Since his laptop was increasingly becoming useless, he decided he should do the research at the school library before heading to his part-time job tomorrow.

“What are you doing tomorrow besides your part-time job?”

When he came out after washing and dressing, Euigeon, still in his robe, asked.

‘This damn job, job.’
Everything in his life involved his part-time job.

“I can’t do it tomorrow because of an assignment.”

“It’s the weekend; why school?”

“To stop by the library for the Thursday team project research.”

“Is there a need to go all the way to the library for that? You can do it at home.”

“My laptop is broken, so I can’t. I’d probably lose everything while searching for materials.”

As he spoke, Chaewoo wondered how much more impoverished his life could become.

In the past, he had been embarrassed to tell Euigeon about these circumstances, but now there was only a slight hesitation.

He was surprisingly unfazed.

I guess this is why they call humans creatures of habit.

“I’ll lend you mine.”

“You don’t have to. You have assignments to do too.”

“I mostly use my desktop and tablet, so I don’t need it. Take it.”

It wasn’t just a passing remark; Euigeon picked up the pouch on the desk and gave it to Chaewoo.

Inside was a brand-new laptop and a charger.

This time, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse and accepted it.

With this, he could sleep in on his precious weekend and wouldn’t have to go all the way to school to work on assignments uncomfortably.

‘I’m not receiving money, so just borrowing it for a while should be fine, right?’

“Then… I’ll return it when I’m done.”

Chaewoo packed the laptop pouch into his bag.

Now that he looked, his hand was trembling as he zipped the bag.

‘So this is what it feels like to die of exhaustion.’

Just how much did they do it?

Come to think of it, most of the problems he was currently facing would be solved if only he had Beom Euigeon’s child.

In the end, it was a money problem, and if he gave birth according to the contract clauses, the problem would vanish.

He decided he should buy a pregnancy test today if the pharmacy was open.
It wouldn’t make sense if he wasn’t pregnant after doing it like this.

While putting on his shoes, clattering like a broken robot, Chaewoo recalled Euigeon’s ridiculous remark from last time about how he seemed like he’d get pregnant easily.

‘Was it just a comment, or was there a reason for it?’

He knew he sounded materialistic, but since he had already signed the contract, he hoped to get pregnant as soon as possible and receive the money quickly.

“I have something I want to ask.”

“What is it?”

As soon as he began with determination, Chaewoo shook his head.

“Never mind.”

The question he wanted to ask was so low-brow that he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

“What is it. Tell me.”

Euigeon grabbed Chaewoo and urged him.

“Ah, no. I don’t want to ask anymore.”

“You can’t just stop in the middle.”

“Yes, I can. Go away, don’t come near me.”

“I’ll let you go if you tell me.”

In the end, Chaewoo swallowed hard and spoke in a small voice.

“…Do you really think I’ll get pregnant easily?”

At that, Euigeon’s gaze turned peculiar.

“Why are you curious about that?”

“You said it before. That I’d… get pregnant easily. So I was wondering when it might happen.”

“Pfft.”

Seeing Euigeon burst out laughing, Chaewoo realized too late.

‘It was just nonsense.’

‘I’m the sucker for taking what that pervert said seriously.’

In his embarrassment, Chaewoo quickly opened the front door.

“Senior Seol.”

“Shit, what!”

“I’m hard again.”

“Please stop bullshitting.”

“Did you want to get pregnant quickly? Hmm?”

“I did not! Hey, don’t come here. Whoa? Let go.”

“You should have said something if you were still unsatisfied.”

“Y-you lunatic. Who’s unsatisfied? I’m going home!”