The S+ Class Omega Takes Over Again [BL]-Chapter 70: Life goes on even after a long night of getting fucked

"Hyung, are you not going to get up? It’s my day off from school today..."

"Hm... give me a hug first."

Having a greedy soul that wanted all the warmth of the world, Cheon Areum opened his arms again, his eyes remaining closed from the heaviness of his eyelids laden with sleep. Rian didn’t complain; he smiled at him and hugged him for the fifth time—he was used to this. Cheon Areum was like this almost every morning when Rian had to come to say his goodbye to him before going to school, to his hyung who wanted to sleep more.

"Hyung, your skin is so bright... it’s almost glowing!"

Rian poked at his cheek while hugging him. Cheon Areum hummed in response, and in that moment fell asleep—only for his eyes to be forcibly peeled open by Rian’s small hands. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Stop sleeping. If you sleep now, you won’t be able to sleep at night again!"

"Now you sound just like Yoon Seoyul."

Yawning, Cheon Areum finally sat up on the bed with a messy head of soft hair. He glanced over at the other side of the bed. Empty.

Oh, right—Yoon Seoyul had to visit the central bureau for an extra watch...

"Have you eaten yet?"

He muttered, patting Rian’s head, who was clinging to his legs. Rian nodded multiple times as he replied,

"Yoon Seoyul and I ate together while you were asleep."

"Let’s have lunch together then. Wait for me downstairs; I will be there shortly."

Making sure the watch was still on Rian’s wrist, he let the boy go as he got out of the new sheets with a broken back to pick an outfit for today. He needed to go and visit someone—a person he hadn’t been able to convince to meet with him. He would just have to barge in where he was situated. He needed to do something about his energy problem before Kihyun decided to make another entrance in his life.

He rifled through his closet, searching for something to wear outside. His fingers landed on a pair of jorts that ended just below his knees. Paired with white socks and matching shoes, it seemed like a simple, comfortable choice.

But as he slid into them, he froze.

Even the small sliver of skin exposed above the jorts was marked—red handprints and smudged, ambiguous bruises painted across his legs like the map of a newly discovered country.

"..."

Cheon Areum’s fingers tightened slightly on the waistband of his socks. He had no choice but to peel off the jorts, one reluctant tug at a time, and settle on plain, unremarkable jeans instead. This was reason enough not to tell Yoon Seoyul where he was going.

After a short trip to the living room in the center of the house, Cheon Areum was rendered speechless by the aches in his body. Standing and blinking as he marveled at the fact of having been drilled into to this point, he heard the bell ring.

"...."

He didn’t want to go outside and check. Rubbing his back slightly, Cheon Areum eyed Rian and told him to go and see who it was. Instead of him, he sent a trail of his energy with Rian. Life of a hunter was full of danger—even outside the dungeon, he could never be too guarded.

Bending over the kitchen island over the aches in his lower back, he took a minute break and stood again to fill a large glass bowl with popsicles of varying flavors and sizes, bringing it to the coffee table in the living room.

It had been a while since Yoon Seoyul had fucked this intensely and wildly. Perhaps after hearing from the doctor that having sexual intercourse was fine now, Yoon Seoyul had spent all the pent-up desires to fuck him yesterday night, continuing well into the next day. But thanks to getting a load of Yoon Seoyul’s pheromones all night long, he didn’t wake up with morning sickness as usual.

Though he could definitely not do this every night just to get rid of the nauseousness. Was it due to his pregnancy that he was in much more pain than any other time in the past?

Laying his head on the table, Cheon Areum stretched his long arm across the surface and began eating, one bite after another, paying no attention to the passage of time. Empty wrappers quickly accumulated around him, littering the table. As the last bite disappeared, he sat back slightly, blinking at the mess with a quiet resolve. It was time to move again.

Rian ran back to him at that moment with his energy, both hands full.

"Hyung, it’s a package for you!"

Searching the package with his energy, he took it and walked over to a room that used to be empty. The door stuck slightly as he pushed it open, but he forced it ajar just enough to slip inside. With a quick motion, he tossed the package onto the floor. Almost immediately, he snapped the door shut. Beyond it lay a mountain of unopened packages he had ordered, stacked haphazardly—one wrong move, and the whole chaotic tower could come crashing down out of the unoccupied room.

"You’re no better than me, hyung..."

Rian remarked after seeing the scene unfold before his very eyes. Cheon Areum stared back at his younger brother as he spoke.

"You know who’s good at cleaning up?"

"Yoon Seoyul!"

Rian answered, raising his hand and jumping, knowing he was right.

"Exactly. He will take care of this and your room later."

If you’re not good at something, you make someone else do it for you—that’s how Cheon Areum worked.

"Got it!"

Happy that his bedroom would be saved by Yoon Seoyul in the future, Rian skipped over to grab his bag he had packed early for their trip, as Cheon Areum waited at the door.

"But where are we going, hyung?"

Rian looked up curiously and asked. When Cheon Areum explained where they were heading, the boy nodded eagerly.

He dashed back into the house, only to return moments later with a small, secretive smile. Peeking out from the flap of his crossbody bag were two colorful flowers—carefully crafted from Legos, their tiny blocks interlocking perfectly to form delicate petals and stems.