Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 470: After The Heat

When Mu Yuze’s heat broke, it was already the second night. The curtains were drawn, the window closed, and the room dimly lit by a small lamp on the nightstand. The air reeked of the smell of a needy Omega.

The first heat was akin to a wisp of fleeting dream, almost surreal, and all he could remember was the ache, longing and the bittersweet sensation in his chest. Now though, everything had vanished and he had returned to his usual state.

Still unable to believe that he had acted so unbridled, Mu Yuze could only stare at the night lamp with a dazed look.

Since when did his heat start? Why hadn’t he sensed it coming? It seemed like he shouldn’t underestimate what the textbook said— the first heat would always catch everyone by surprise, but after that, Omegas could start to count their own heat cycles and prepare themselves for the next.

No, no, he shouldn’t be thinking about his heat cycles now.

Since when did his heat start?

If he recalled correctly, it seemed like... he was with He Juan? And they were talking about...

"Why are you so quick to reject me? Is it because I’m an omega?"

"Then why are you avoiding me?!"

"Can’t you look at me? Just once, He Juan. Can’t you?"

"Gege... help..."

The memories from the previous night rushed into his mind like a dam and he instantly sat upright with a jolt, his eyes widening in shock. What was that? What the hell was that?! What kind of words had he said to He Juan?!!

Mortified, Mu Yuze bent his body and buried his face into his lap in a shrimp-like position, as though the reality would change if he did that. Alas, life had always been cruel, and no amount of remorse could undo the fact that he had confessed to He Juan in the heat of the moment. Not only that, he had also... he had the gall to be so shameless to ask He Juan for help with his heat, knowing fully well that he was an Alpha!

A high-pitched keen escaped his throat, similar to a boiling kettle or a dying whale or the combination of both, and he began to roll back and forth on the bed while kicking his legs wildly. How dare you... how dare you expose the secret you have been keeping for years?! How can you be so lascivious?! Do you have a death wish or something, Mu Yuze?!

The pillows were soon kicked to the floor, and the thick blanket was tangled messily with his body. He emerged, panting, his entire body flushed in a deep shade of crimson. Clutching his wildly pounding heart, he gasped and took in huge gulps of air so that he did not suffocate himself to death from anger and mortification.

But wait... how did Juan-gege react again?

Before his mind could offer him another set of memories that could potentially send him straight to his grave, a gentle knock landed on the door. "Mr. Mu, I heard some noises inside. Are you awake?"

Mu Yuze almost jumped like a spooked rabbit, holding the blanket to himself like a shield as he stared at the door, horrified. "W–Who are you?!" His voice came out more like a hysterical shriek. He had never heard this voice before. How could this person get into his house?!

He was about to find the nearest weapon he could get when the voice answered again, his tone calm and soothing, "My surname is Ma. I am the medical worker hired by Mr. Xiu to take care of you during your heat. Do not worry, I won’t come in. I just need to know, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

The man’s explanation caused a few blurry images to flash through his mind. That’s right, it seemed like someone had come into his room to check on him when he was delirious. However, he was so out of it that he couldn’t even remember what that person looked like. Hearing that it was the medical worker He Juan had hired, the tension in Mu Yuze’s body finally loosened, though he still stared at the door in vigilance. "I–I’m perfectly fine now. Thank you for your help, Mr. Ma. I don’t think I need any further assistance."

Mu Yuze felt uncomfortable all over with the thought of a stranger inside the house which should have belonged only to He Juan and himself. His dismissal was subtle, but fortunately, the man outside understood it nonetheless.

"Very well," he said, still with the same gentle tone, as if he was speaking to a startled little animal. "I have jotted down a few things you may need to take note of. They’re on the living room’s table. Please make sure to hydrate yourself well and eat something light for the next few days. If you will excuse me."

Mu Yuze crept up to the door and pressed his ear against it, making sure that the man had really left the house and closed the front door. Only then did he release a sigh of relief and press his burning cheek on the cold door.

Goodness, what a mess...

He glanced at his messy bed which was now stuffed with a few new layers of bedding that carried his scent, and another sigh escaped his lips. Fortunately, this little interruption allowed his brain to sober up completely, and he could finally piece together the string of events that happened before the heat clouded his mind.

Gingerly, he reached out to touch his forehead, where a tingling sensation lingered until now.

He... did not hallucinate, right? Did He Juan really kiss him on the forehead? No, the sensation was so real and vivid to have been a dream. But why would He Juan do that? Did he also...

Mu Yuze’s heart soared for a fleeting moment before it abruptly crashed and sank to the pit of his stomach. He patted his cheek a few times and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. What was he thinking? How could it be possible for He Juan to return his feelings? After all, he was only a sixteen years old brat who only knew how to cause trouble and throw tantrums all day long.

Pursing his lips into thin lines, Mu Yuze attempted to divert his attention by pushing the window open, allowing fresh air to pour into the humid room. After that, he changed his bedsheets, dumped the soiled beddings to the washing machine, and took a long hot shower to wash away the sweat and other liquids from his body.

Sitting on the couch in the living room with his hair dripping wet, he felt dazed. Before him was the note Mr. Ma had written, which encompassed three full pages of words back and forth, while his fully charged phone sat nicely beside it.

There was a message which had been received last night, and if he counted properly, then it should be the time after his heat fully settled. [If you’re feeling better, give me a call no matter what time it is.]

Mu Yuze took a deep breath to brace himself, grabbed the phone with trembling hands and pressed the speed dial to He Juan’s number. The call connected even before the first ring ended, causing him to flinch in shock. H–He had not prepared his heart yet!

"Hello?" He Juan’s voice came from the other side, shooting through his eardrums like an arrow. Low, raspy, with a hint of gravelly tone. "Xiao Ze, do you feel better now?"

Mu Yuze swallowed hard, his cheeks flushing crimson. Somehow, it felt like He Juan was directly whispering into his ear, and holy... he sounded so sexy that Mu Yuze’s mind was instantly brought back to the time when he caught He Juan doing something private inside the bathroom. Mu Yuze was startled when he found that his mind had strayed far. W–What was he thinking? Was it because he had just gone through his first heat?! Chewing on his bottom lip, he opened his mouth to ask, though his voice came out more like a shaky whisper, 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Gege... have I... disturbed your sleep?"

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A/N: my greatest gratitude for Sasaki666, ArcaneMag, Sarita_Sagar, and others for giving CBCD 152 GTs last month! Thank you so much for being here with me despite my random updates QAQ now I’m back with regular schedule and will do a mass release sometime during the second or third week so please wait for it! ^^