The F-Class Healer Omega is a Villain [BL]
Chapter 41: I give up, whatever

Chapter 41: I give up, whatever

If this became a routine and the female lead came along, wouldn’t it complicate things? Not that he should be getting used to this anyway.

"Areum."

"Water."

Yoon Seoyul spoke tiredly, holding the glass for him. Cheon Areum stared at him in disbelief as a more disbelivable thought crossed his mind. No way... he would never kidnap the female lead for such an unbelievable reason. Drinking water from the glass in Yoon Seoyul’s hands, he zoned out, lost in thought.

"More?"

"No, that’s enough."

"Food?"

Shaking his head, he pulled Yoon Seoyul down by the arm onto the bed to sit in front of him.

"Take off your shirt. Let me see how much damage I did to that perfect body."

"...There’s no need for that."

"Oh come on, don’t be all shy now. Here, I’ll help you."

Not caring to cover himself with the blanket, Cheon Areum sat up to undress Yoon Seoyul, who closed his eyes upon seeing his body get close. Last night, he clearly remembered holding onto him for dear life, giving him bloody scratches. But when he removed the shirt from his skin, he was horrified by the messy lines covering his back and arms. It was as if he had fought with a ferocious beast in his sleep.

"This much is nothing. Don’t heal me."

"That’s because you haven’t seen yourself..."

Muttering indignantly, he traced the half-healed small and large strips, healing them along the way. S-Class Awakeners were really different from normal unawakened beings. In that short time, Yoon Seoyul had already healed quite a bit by himself. If he hadn’t been an S+ Class, he might’ve just been bedridden for the next few days...

"You haven’t seen yourself in the mirror, have you?"

"What do you mean?"

Cheon Areum, done healing the scars, looked down at his eyes which fluttered open, gazing at him intently. A hand brushed over his eyelids, and he instinctively shut them.

"Are you still planning to resign?"

"Hmm."

Keeping his eyes fixed on his face, Yoon Seoyul seemed to be thinking over something with a troubled expression.

"But you’ll continue to be a hunter?"

"Yeah."

"For the money?"

"Yes."

With a dispirited stillness, Yoon Seoyul stilled. Cheon Areum tilted his head toward the hand resting on his cheek.

"Did you even sleep? Want to sleep?"

Falling back on the bed, he patted the side of the bed.

"What if..."

Yoon Seoyul began hesitating before speaking fully.

"What if I take care of the money? You can take this house too... if you tell me how much you need—"

"Yoon Seoyul."

Cutting in between, he glared at him with a deadpan expression. Yoon Seoyul might have offered it with a pure heart, simply wanting to help him out, but he didn’t need to exploit the kindness of the male lead to get by. He was entirely capable of taking care of himself and Rian financially.

"Don’t treat me like a charity case. I don’t appreciate it."

"I was desperate to get rid of the heat, but this’ll be the last time. If you want something in return, tell me now."

"Don’t resign."

With a clear resolution, Yoon Seoyul replied. It was hard to believe this was the same person who wouldn’t let him join his guild in the past. Sighing in defeat, he gave in.

"Okay. I won’t resign if you go to sleep now."

Complying immediately, Yoon Seoyul lay in the middle of the bed like a mummy, closing his eyes, appearing to be asleep already. Cheon Areum swept his hair back and lightly smacked his forehead playfully as he lay on his stomach, legs swinging in the air.

"Hurts..."

Yoon Seoyul mumbled in a drowsy voice.

"Oh really? I thought you were incapable of feeling any physical pain."

With both hands under his chin, he stared at Yoon Seoyul’s peaceful face for a while. When he was sure that he had indeed fallen into a deep sleep, Cheon Areum quietly got up. Feeling mischievous, he decided to test out the theory of the male lead only being able to fall asleep in the presence of another person. He tiptoed out of the bedroom, buck naked, roaming around the house like he owned it.

Coming back to the first-floor bedroom, he saw the bed devoid of sheets and the wet mattress. He stopped and examined it. Could it be saved? Yes—if they just flipped it over. But for Yoon Seoyul, who wasn’t a cheapskate, the mattress had to be discarded. Nodding at his conclusion, he walked into the open closet connected to the bedroom. Snatching a jacket that came down to a little over his knees, he made his way out of the bedroom.

That’s when he heard a chuckle from his side. Turning toward the source of the sound, he saw Yoon Seoyul standing against the wall like he had been waiting for him to come out of the bedroom. It seemed like he wasn’t lying about not being able to sleep alone.

"Did you just laugh at me?"

"No—actually, go ahead. Laugh all you want."

Realizing he missed it, Cheon Areum urged him to do it again so he could see it this time, but it didn’t work. Yoon Seoyul pulled him closer, pressing their bodies together, arms circling around his waist as he suddenly began to shower him with kisses.

"Hold on!... Where is this coming from??"

No matter in which direction he turned his head, Yoon Seoyul didn’t stop his barrage of deep pecks. In the end, Cheon Areum had to put his hands over his mouth. Yoon Seoyul glanced down at him with narrowed eyes as if he were smiling, but when he removed his hands—without giving him a second to catch that smile—he began to attack him with his lips again.

"Ahh... What is this! Who possessed you now?!"

Having had enough, he blocked his lips with his arms.

"Hey... I’m hungry."

*

"Ah... Rian, your brother is here!"

The beta female caregiver spoke enthusiastically, going back inside to get Rian. Cheon Areum elbowed Yoon Seoyul as he whispered.

"Isn’t she insanely pretty?"

"I don’t see it."

"What do you mean? Look again!"

"I’ll tell Inho. She’s exactly his type."

"???"

With a deep frown, Cheon Areum disapprovingly looked at him when the caregiver came back outdoors with Rian in tow. Instead of running out to his hyung, Rian slowly stepped toward him, yawning. He bent down to pick him up when Yoon Seoyul lifted Rian by his backpack and walked away. Rian pouted but didn’t rebel in his hold.

"By the way, you two look really good together! At first, I couldn’t believe Yoon Seoyul was dating... he seems to be really committed though..."

The caregiver brushed it off, laughing awkwardly to herself. Only later in the car did he see himself in the mirror and realize why she had thought that. The rims of his eyes were swollen red as if he had just given his heart out, acting out a sorrowful scene, and his neck looked like it had been bitten by a hundred mosquitos. He had worn the same clothes from last night after washing and drying them, but the sweatshirt didn’t cover his neck. It had totally slipped his mind to check that too.

"Why didn’t you tell me..."

"What?"

Focused on driving, he didn’t catch it. Rian shoved his sketchbook from the back onto Cheon Areum’s lap. Despite being sleepy, he didn’t forget to show him what he drew today.

"Me and Hyung."

"Hm... You’re getting better each day."

Rian’s favorite thing to draw was the two of them together. He would occasionally draw them. From stick figures, he had upgraded to adding a few other details like hair and eye color.

"Are you protecting me from the monster here?"

"Yup!"

Shouldn’t I be protecting him from the monster, as an S+ Class?

"Do you want me to carry you upstairs?"

Yoon Seoyul spoke nonchalantly, having arrived at the building of their apartment.

"Why would you carry Hyung?"

"He’s just joking, Rian. Let’s go."

Cheon Areum shook his head at Yoon Seoyul before getting off with Rian.

"Thanks for the ride. I’ll see you tomorrow?"

"....."

At his unresponsiveness, Cheon Areum wound up the conversation. Entering the building, he stepped closer to the staircase as he crouched down before Rian.

"Hop on. I’ll give you a piggyback ride."

"But your arm just healed..."

"That’s right. It’s all healed now."

Reluctantly agreeing, he got on his back. Cheon Areum’s stamina had improved after his reawakening, and with his heat gone, he easily hoisted Rian on his back and climbed all the way to his apartment door without breaking a sweat.

"It’s 6-8, not 6-0."

"Oh..."

Rian reminded him from behind as Cheon Areum opened the front door. He dropped him on the couch before coming back downstairs to the building entrance. The person standing nearby was recognizable at first glance. He didn’t want to see that face again, to be honest. The ’leader’ who had treated him like a worthless being.

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