Trapped in an Omegaverse Tragedy

As one would expect, that interaction with Jang Songrik sent Yoon Beom into a full on panic mode.

"I... I mean... we could... I guess...? But do you like me or something?" Beom said in a panic as he walked a little ahead of Songrik.

"Do I have to like you to kiss you?" Songrik asked with a slightly annoyed expression.

Beom stopped and looked back.

He obviously knew that Songrik was someone who rarely had much civil conduct and manners.

And he even knew he was apathetic and ruthless.

But to experience it first hand was a crushing experience.

"Yeah," he said, making his voice as stable as he possibly could. "I mean,why would you even ask me that? I’m a guy."

"I just thought you’d do it if I asked."

"..."

"..."

"Why do you even want to kiss someone?"

"I haven’t yet. So I want to get it done."

"Are you on a bucket list or something?"

"No. More like tasks I need to complete before my return."

"Ah..."

Right... he’s just here for an year or so...

Beom looked down at his feet and pursed his lips together.

"If we kiss, then is it the end of it? This whole thing?"

"I mean, I want to try more. So it would be convenient if I could just do it all with you."

"..."

Beom’s brain stopped functioning for a bit.

More? More?! WITH ME!!!???!!!

He looked at Songrik with red cheeks and even redder lips.

"Let’s...just kiss!"

Songrik immediately stepped forward and pressed his lips on Beom’s.

They stayed like that for a bit.

Then they parted their lips.

"Hmm," Songrik seemed to be pondering. "That was nothing special."

As he declared that evaluation of his first kiss, Beom just stood there awestruck.

It was obviously his first kiss too.

And he liked it. Very much so.

"Aren’t we going?" Songrik asked as Beom didn’t move for a few minutes.

"Ah yes!"

Beom rushed over to him and they walked in absolute silence to the school.

After making sure that Songrik was on the right path to his house, Beom was on his way back home.

He walked a little bit, then he started skipping while grinning like an idiot.

He stopped occasionally and touched his lips.

He was like a child who had found a hidden treasure.

And just imagining the scene made his heart skip a beat.

As he passed by the spot where they kissed, he stood right where he was standing then and imitated being kissed like that again by Songrik.

He felt very embarrassed and fled home them.

The morning came, very slowly for Beom and too early for Sarang.

Sarang had to walk to school and see the bitch she had beaten up yesterday and possibly deal with her shit.

While, Beom, the boy was on cloud 7000, not even nine. You could practically measure the distance between his feet and the ground.

He had to go to school and face the love of his life who he had just kissed for the first time last night.

He was surely all jittery and excited.

He entered the classroom, the students inside were cold and chilly like yesterday.

He walked over to his desk expecting trash layed upon it.

But what was there was beyond anything he could have imagined.

On his desk, spotless and shining, was a single rose laid on top of it.

He looked around and no one met his eyes.

Then the door opened, and Jang Songrik came inside.

He walked over and sat down on his seat.

"Why are you standing? Sit," Songrik told Beom.

Beom immediately sat down and looked at Songrik awkwardly.

"Do you like the rose?" Songrik asked at length.

"Ah... uh... you put it there?" Beom asked, fidgeting with the thornless stalk of the rose.

"How does that make a difference in you liking it?" Songrik seemed a little irritated.

"Well, I’d like the rose if you were the one who put it there..."

"I did put it there."

"Then I like it."

"..."

From that day onwards, Jang Songrik would show at Yoon Beom’s door in the evening to walk around as he barely knew the area.

During these walks, they would have their kissing sessions in a more solitary area.

And the next morning after they’d kissed, a rose would appear on Beom’s desk.

A thornless rose that was slowly etching into his heart.

He had started noticing that because Songrik had the habit of eating chocolate during class, his kisses usually left a chocolatey aftertaste in his mouth.

He especially liked it.

Their kisses had also now become more and more sensual as they had started involving their tongues and mouth in the activity.

Beom was always overwhelmed and Songrik was... at least agreeable to the deed.

Beom had also noticed how Songrik was of a smaller frame than him, so much so that he could hide him flawlessly behind his body.

Yoon Beom was the happiest he had ever been during this time.

Surely, we are getting closer and closer by the day, right?

Yoon Beom couldn’t have predicted what would happen the very evening he had thought about it.

Songrik didn’t show up at his door, he showed up in his room.

Before that, Jang Songrik had always refused Beom’s several invites to his house.

But this particular evening, Songrik came into his room, that too by sneaking in their house.

Beom found it both incredible and terrifying.

But what could he do...?

After coming out of a shower, he found his crush sitting on his bed, even a toddler would like that.

"I have prepared myself since I figured you’d put up too much drama," this was what Songrik said as he removed his pants and laid on Beom’s bed naked waist down.

He was so nonchalant that Beom thought maybe he was the wrong one.

But obviously this was heading in some weird direction.

Beom covered his eyes with his hands as he asked.

"Prepared for what?!"

"Sex."

A bland response came from Jang Songrik.

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