Clap - 58
“Love has no form, and it doesn’t earn money. Why are you so obsessed with it?”
He couldn’t understand why these seemingly rational people were so fixated on love.
They looked like they’d die alone in their clinics from overwork, without ever experiencing love.
Why were they so eager for this almost fantastical notion of love?
Ihyun’s eyes curved softly, finding Jaemin’s question endearing.
He wanted to ruffle the back of Jaemin’s small head.
“Nothing enriches life like love.”
Ihyun kissed the back of Jaemin’s hand.
“Nothing ruins life like love either.”
Ichan kissed the back of Jaemin’s other hand.
The spots where their lips touched burned.
Jaemin’s fingers twitched.
Ihyun tilted his head slightly and met Jaemin’s eyes.
“We hate things that change or that we can’t be certain of. It’s unbearable for us. But,”
“With an Omega manifested by an Alpha, we can love forever.”
“How amazing is that? It’s certain, unchanging. We will love you, and only you, forever.”
Jaemin’s lips twisted in a sneer.
*Forever love? Is that really so great?*
Eating, sleeping—those are things you do by yourself, even when you share time with your partner.
So what if love changes a little? Then you break up and meet someone else.
That’s how everyone lives.
Why were Ihyun and Ichan so fixated on this ‘forever’?
He still didn’t get it.
He couldn’t understand.
“Normally, when people are in love… they watch movies, eat out, go to cafes, talk there… Can’t we love each other like that? Normally? Not like this?”
Jaemin showed them the shackle biting into his ankle.
He was trying to get them to feel a little guilty, to realize that their relationship, their situation, was too much for anyone to call ‘love.’
But there wasn’t even a flicker of guilt in Ihyun or Ichan’s expressions.
“How can we love normally when you don’t love us?”
Ihyun pressed his lips to Jaemin’s fingertips before pulling away.
Jaemin clenched his teeth tightly.
It felt like sticking your hand into the mouth of a sharp-toothed predator.
He had a sudden urge to bite Ihyun’s fingers off.
Jaemin fumbled for words, piling lies on top of lies.
“I-I’ll try. I’ll try to love you.”
“Even if you say you love us. How can we be sure your feelings won’t change and you’ll leave if we let you out?”
Ichan cut through the lie without hesitation.
Wrinkles like small walnuts formed under Jaemin’s chin.
*Let me out?*
They were treating him like a dog.
Even dogs would feel bad if they were treated like this.
Jaemin’s eyes sharpened.