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Jaemin’s shoulders trembled.
“If that’s the kind of love you’re offering, I don’t want it.”
“Haa…
You don’t seem to understand, but whether you like it or not isn’t that important to us.”
“So, no matter what ‘we do,’ we’re not letting you go.
Get used to living here, receiving our love, no matter what.”
“…”
Jaemin clamped his lips into a straight line.
He had nothing more to say.
No matter what he said, they wouldn’t listen anyway.
He thought about how to get away from them, but just thinking about it made his head hurt.
He wasn’t the type to think deeply and carefully.
In his day-to-day survival, deep and careful thinking wasn’t necessary.
Jaemin had just woken up but already wanted to fall back asleep.
The only place he could escape to was his dreams.
***
At some point, Ihyun and Ichan began sleeping with Jaemin.
Each would press their nose into the back of his ear, his neck, his hair, or near his chin, and sleep soundly.
It was almost irritating how well they slept.
In contrast, Jaemin, of course, couldn’t sleep well.
Ihyun and Ichan weren’t exactly small.
With their height nearing 190 cm, and their bodies made of solid muscle instead of soft flesh, they crushed Jaemin from both sides, making it impossible to sleep.
On top of that, the overwhelming pheromones from these alphas made his mouth go dry.
The two of them slept through the night without waking once.
Whether they were truly sleeping or just pretending to monitor Jaemin, he couldn’t tell, but their peaceful, steady breathing didn’t seem fake.
“…”
Lately, Jaemin had been thinking that these two seemed starved for affection.
Even though he’d always been alone since birth, they seemed even more desperate.
Maybe they had some tragic, horrible secret or past.
Jaemin, awake and alone in the thick darkness, pondered this.
But what could he figure out when all he knew about them were their names and occupations?
Sighing lightly, Jaemin twisted his body.
As if sensing the movement, Ichan quickly tightened his grip around Jaemin’s waist.
Though his organs were compressed by those strong arms, he’d long since gotten used to it.
Jaemin let out a sigh through his nose.
When would morning come?
He only managed to sleep once the two of them left for work.
He would then catch up on the sleep he’d missed all night, only to have Ihyun and Ichan take turns coming home during lunch to check on him and bring him to the bathroom.
How long had it been?
Jaemin had a sense that the sun was rising.
Even though the room had no windows, he just knew.
Ihyun and Ichan’s breathing had grown heavier, as if they were waking up.