Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas
Chapter 135: Every Sunday. Let’s play at least one sport

Chapter 135: Every Sunday. Let’s play at least one sport

We got to Min-Cheol’s room and it definitely made him seem more like a kid. I doubt his employees knew of his taste. If word go out that one of the famous Alphas had such a kid taste then they would definitely not believe it.

I mean, he was only like this because he was deprived of a lot of things when he was young. They made him grow up when he was still a child. So, now that he had grown up, he decided to be a child.

Only in his closed walls, that is. He still had his reputation to keep.

’I doubt he has this same decoration in his house.’ I thought.

There was a standing basketball hoop, a few basketballs, baseballs, and baseball bats. There were even footballs.

Was he a sportsperson? I doubt he had time to indulge in sports though.

"Do you like sports?" I asked but before I could turn my head, he wrapped his arms around me, dropping his head on my shoulder. "Little Min?"

He didn’t respond and it made me purse my lips. He was probably still dwelling on what Seo-Jun said.

Seo-Jun, that bastard, why was he such a troublemaker?

"What is it, Little Min?" I asked but he only tightened his grip around me more. Not enough to suffocate me but enough to keep me in one place.

He was insecure, as always.

I raised my hand to brush my fingers through his hair.

The bow was cute. I thought again.

How long were we going to stay in that position? I wondered.

Well, at least he wasn’t groping my ass, right?

"He’s dangerous," I heard Min-Cheol mutter. "Hyung, don’t let him indulge you."

I stayed silent. I wanted to ask but never found the right time to. Why did Min-Cheol hate Seo-Jun so much?

Seo-Jun said something about Min-Cheol always finding a new toy to play with. I doubt it had to do with sex, but still, it was possible that Seo-Jun kept snatching the people Min-Cheol played with to kill his boredom.

If that was it then Seo-Jun was a jerk, as always.

I sighed.

"Do you sports, Little Min?" I asked and he nodded. "Are you good at it?" Once again, he nodded.

"I’m very good at it." He turned his head while still resting on my shoulder and our eyes met so closely. "I just picked them up for fun, but I got so good at them that they started getting boring."

And yet, he doesn’t want to get rid of them.

Well, this works out, I guess.

"Wanna teach me then?" I asked, smiling at him. "Every Sunday. Let’s play at least one sport." His eyes widened.

I’d be lucky if they were busy on Saturdays, but they would definitely be less busy and all be at home with no work on Sundays, so this would work out.

Instead of making reading plans that would get disrupted because of their continuous intrusion, it’s better to make Sundays a fun day that we all could enjoy.

Though I said he could teach me, I bet a thousand Won that we won’t be alone at all. The others would never sit for it.

"Really, Hyung?" He asked, his eyes sparkling and I nodded.

At least the thought of it made him happy.

"Yeah."

He looked so much more happy and I felt a little bit guilty. He was probably expecting it to be a day of just the two of us hanging out but I knew that day wouldn’t be uninterrupted.

The rest of them would certainly come out.

"Then, shall we get ready for bed?" He asked but I shook my head.

"Not yet." I said and managed to free myself from his grip. "Hold on for a moment, Little Min. I need to check on Hyung for a bit. I’ll be back." I said and his countenance dropped a bit.

"Why?"

"You know, I never got to check on him after you gave him the antidote." I said to him but he pouted his lips and mumbled.

"But you saw him during dinner."

Yeah, I did. But I never got to thank him and apologize because Seo-Jun was there. He was such a pain in the ass.

Speaking of ass, I could still feel mine throbbing a bit. He spanked me so hard, that maniac.

"It’s alright," I caressed his cheek. "I’ll be back soon. So wait for me."

He nodded, though reluctant, and sat on the bed.

"I’ll wait here for you." He said and I nodded.

Even when he didn’t want to, and he didn’t like the idea, he tried his best not to hold me back and let me do what I wanted. He was such a considerate little thing.

I walked out and sighed, resting my back on the door.

’I hope Min-Cheol is okay.’ I thought and then started walking away, heading for Ki-hoon’s room and hoping not to bump into Seo-Jun.

That was the worst that could happen in this situation.

I’d rather bump into Jin-Yeok instead.

Ah, come to think of it, he wasn’t back yet. It was getting late. Maybe he wouldn’t return tonight.

’He said he had a few things to take care of.’ I thought. ’Should I send him a message?’ I wondered and smiled softly. ’As a form of encouragement. I’m sure he’ll love it.’

I got to Ki-hoon’s door and then knocked.

"Come in." I heard Ki-hoon’s voice and took in a deep breath.

I was here to apologize as well as thank him. There was no big deal about it so let’s just get over with it.

I opened the door and stepped in, only for my eyes to meet a half-naked Ki-hoon who had a towel wrapped around his waist, the body of a Greek god dripping with water, and his hand on his toweled head.

This man just came out of the bath and I was face to face with his magnificent body.

I gulped, my throat feeling dry.

Just look at those times abs, those fine lines soaked in water. Was his body glittering? It sure seemed like it. No normal man could possess this type of body. This was a sin.

Ah, I just wonder if Jin-Yeok had this same body underneath his clothes. No, why was I thinking of that at a time like this?

Already knowing there was one of them with such a body was enough to make my blood flow backward. I gulped one more time.

My throat felt really dry like I needed a drink or something.

I found myself so mesmerized by this man’s bare body that I forgot myself for a moment. I couldn’t seem to tear my eyes away from him.

Hah, how did I end up in this awkward situation?

Ki-hoon was equally shocked.

It seemed like he did not expect the person at the door to be me. That shock in his eyes said so.

"Jo-Pil," he called and I snapped out of my thoughts. Was I staring too long? I hope not. This was embarrassing.

He hurried towards me.

"You’re bleeding." He said, sounding panicked.

"What?"

Ah, I was bleeding from my nose. Well, it was only natural to get a nosebleed after seeing something like that.

If he a dunch if I didn’t.

"Raise your head," he said and began to clean my bloody nose. But this was even worse. He was so close to me.

Those toned and got my throat drawing up like I was walking for miles in the desert.

It was so close. So close that I could feel my hands roaming through them.

"Jo-Pil?" Ki-hoon asked and I blinked. "What are you doing?" He asked and I noticed my hands were indeed on his body.

Ah, I did not imagine it. My hands were actually roaming through his abs.

If I said the feeling wasn’t good, I’d be the biggest liar of the year. It was gold.

I never knew I had such a liking to another man’s body. Maybe it was because... Ah, forget it. I couldn’t even make up an excuse. There was no way I, Jo-Pil the Omega, could resist an Alpha’s toned and sexy body.

"Nothing, Hyung. Nothing." I said, but my hands seemed to be glued on him.

I couldn’t take them off. The feeling... It was heavenly.

Ki-hoon got embarrassed and cleared his throat while looking away.

Yeah, that’s right. Just ignore what I’m doing and let me feel your body a little more.

You touched me a lot in my past life so let me have this just this once.

(Just this once? Let’s see about that)

"Ahem," he cleared his throat once more and I could see the embarrassed blush on his cheek. "Do you... Do you like...?"

Do I like your abs and chest? Yes, yes I do. I didn’t know I did in the past but I definitely do now. I’m only human, after all. But... I won’t tell you that.

"Ah, do I make you uncomfortable?" I asked but even if I did, he refused to admit it and shook his head.

"It... it’s fine. You can... Feel it for as long as you want."

Ah, this was bad. This was very bad. I...

I grabbed his biceps and squeezed them gently, my face flushing at my own actions.

...I was getting addicted.