"Fuck, later."Douglass's excited voice flowed out quietly.—Director?The secretary didn't hear Douglass's words and knocked again. Then the door swung open, and a startled Mitch pushed Douglass away.Ah, shit. Douglass cursed. He wiped his wet lips with his thumb while fixing his sharp eyes on Mitch, who had fled in an instant."Don't come in yet.""Understood."Douglass looked disapprovingly at Mitch, who hadn't fully pulled down his top."Fix your clothes properly.""Mmm."Though the secretary was standing at the entrance not even looking in Mitch's direction, Mitch was mortified. After straightening his clothes, he gave Douglass a look asking if he needed to stay, and Douglass gestured with his chin that he could leave.As soon as he got permission, Mitch turned around quickly. The secretary he encountered at the door bowed without showing any surprise. Mitch bowed back briefly before quickly escaping from the meeting room."What's the matter?"Douglass glared at the secretary ir
Something feels strange.What are memories to people, really? Mitch felt both happy and somewhat sorrowful about the phenomenon where, even if impressions and experiences kept until now disappeared overnight, one would still end up making the same choices.If Douglass had made the same choice as in the past today, then the theater they were entering would likely have just the two of them, Douglass and Mitch. After all, Douglass would have rented out the entire opera house.Once the two of them settled in the VIP seats with the best view of the stage, the magnificent orchestral performance would resonate vividly throughout the theater.He recalled how his heart had raced faster as the tempo quickened and the actors' voices grew louder.Mitch remembered the moment when he first held hands with Douglass and kissed him in this very place.'Is this okay here? During the performance...''I reserved it for exactly this reason.'The time spent with Douglass then had been so thrilling and wond
In any case, Mitch, who had just settled into a chair in the back room to rest, stood up abruptly like a soldier receiving orders. As he went to the kitchen and filled a disposable cup with ice while pulling an espresso shot, his part-timer looked at him questioningly."Boss, did an order come in?"She seemed confused that Mitch was making a drink when there were no customers."It's for me. I'll be back in a moment.""Ah, okay!"[See you on the 27th floor]After sending a reply to Douglass, Mitch grabbed a muffin and a cookie from what they sold in the store and put them in his pocket. Then he took the iced Americano and got into the elevator.When Mitch got off at the 26th floor and climbed one flight of stairs, Douglass was already there waiting.He was sitting on the stairs leading up to the 28th floor, greeting Mitch with an expression that asked why he was so late."Your replies are getting slower and slower.""I was really busy today.""Then I guess you haven't eaten again.""I
Lately, Mitch found himself eating heavily in the evenings since he frequently missed lunch due to being busy with the café work.For some unknown reason, Mitch's appetite had increased to a bewildering degree. While Douglass had encouraged him to gain weight, so eating freely should have been fine, the problem was that eating so much made him terribly sleepy afterward.Recently, they had dinner together whenever Douglass wasn't busy, but the number of times they had sex could be counted on one hand. This was because Mitch would fall asleep almost immediately after eating, as if under hypnosis.He'd fall asleep in the car, in the bathtub, while waiting for Douglass to finish showering. This had already happened numerous times.Although Douglass hadn't complained, Mitch felt anxious that he might misunderstand and think Mitch was pretending to sleep to avoid intimacy.When Mitch fell asleep, Douglass deliberately avoided initiating anything. This naturally led to the night passing unev
"Mitch?""Let's talk somewhere else first.""Yes, anywhere is fine with me."Sammy smiled as if satisfied just by the fact that Mitch hadn't rejected him. Mitch, on the other hand, felt a chill run down his spine from tension.He briefly thought about politely turning Sammy away with the café as an excuse, but there was no guarantee that Sammy, who had come all this way, would leave quietly. It would also seem strange to refuse outright in front of the part-time worker.Besides, he was curious why Sammy kept requesting meetings along with the frequent contact. While he was still grateful for the advice given when he didn't know much about desserts, he didn't consider himself close enough to Sammy to need regular meetings.After hesitating briefly, Mitch went up to the building's rooftop with Sammy. Perhaps because it was morning, there were hardly any people around yet."Mr. Sammy Stuart. How did you end up coming all the way here?""You haven't been answering my calls since yesterday
It had definitely come back negative before, so when exactly did the pregnancy happen?...It must have been during his heat cycle. That's the only timeframe that made sense.Even for male omegas with low fertility, the probability of conception increases during heat cycles. Among the fragments of memories from that day, Mitch couldn't recall using any condoms. Plus, with Douglass's rut coinciding, if he had become pregnant, that was certainly when it happened.As the reality of what he'd been hoping wasn't true approached, it felt like the ground was crumbling beneath his feet.But reality didn't even give Mitch time to be shocked.[Boss, where are you? Customers are flooding in, and we need you here]
Mitch's body stiffened with tension."Huh? Other than that... nothing special happened.""Really?""Yeah."Unable to meet Douglass's eyes, he lowered his gaze."Mitch Forbes.""Yes?""Look up."At Douglass's words, Mitch raised his head. His eyes met dark pupils that seemed to pierce right through him.He stared at Mitch silently for a while, then gave a twisted smile."Why are you so frozen? Like someone who has something to hide."As he spoke coldly, Mi
It was too close. He had tried to find other places, but this area was a business district, so there weren't many OB-GYN clinics.The building housing the clinic was a small four-story structure. If someone who knew Mitch's face happened to see him entering this place, they might find it strange. But currently, there was no other option.He should go after the morning rush ended. He couldn't be away from work for too long.Mitch diligently opened Neo-Bell first. When the café became less busy, he left it in the part-timer's care and headed to the clinic.Upon arriving at the waiting room, there were more people seated than he had expected."Excuse me, how long will I have to wait?"
However, Mitch was prepared to hear even harsher words. He already knew Douglass wouldn't be happy about this."It might be hard to believe... but that doesn't change the facts."His voice trembled so much at the end that his pronunciation became slurred. Douglass kept his mouth shut for a while, as if chewing over Mitch's words."Have you. Been to the hospital?""...No.""Shit, are you messing with me?""I've only used a pregnancy test so far. I was planning to go to the hospital tomorrow."Douglass turned on the interior light. The yellow light spread out, illuminating both of them.Only
It was too close. He had tried to find other places, but this area was a business district, so there weren't many OB-GYN clinics.The building housing the clinic was a small four-story structure. If someone who knew Mitch's face happened to see him entering this place, they might find it strange. But currently, there was no other option.He should go after the morning rush ended. He couldn't be away from work for too long.Mitch diligently opened Neo-Bell first. When the café became less busy, he left it in the part-timer's care and headed to the clinic.Upon arriving at the waiting room, there were more people seated than he had expected."Excuse me, how long will I have to wait?"
Mitch's body stiffened with tension."Huh? Other than that... nothing special happened.""Really?""Yeah."Unable to meet Douglass's eyes, he lowered his gaze."Mitch Forbes.""Yes?""Look up."At Douglass's words, Mitch raised his head. His eyes met dark pupils that seemed to pierce right through him.He stared at Mitch silently for a while, then gave a twisted smile."Why are you so frozen? Like someone who has something to hide."As he spoke coldly, Mi
It had definitely come back negative before, so when exactly did the pregnancy happen?...It must have been during his heat cycle. That's the only timeframe that made sense.Even for male omegas with low fertility, the probability of conception increases during heat cycles. Among the fragments of memories from that day, Mitch couldn't recall using any condoms. Plus, with Douglass's rut coinciding, if he had become pregnant, that was certainly when it happened.As the reality of what he'd been hoping wasn't true approached, it felt like the ground was crumbling beneath his feet.But reality didn't even give Mitch time to be shocked.[Boss, where are you? Customers are flooding in, and we need you here]
"Mitch?""Let's talk somewhere else first.""Yes, anywhere is fine with me."Sammy smiled as if satisfied just by the fact that Mitch hadn't rejected him. Mitch, on the other hand, felt a chill run down his spine from tension.He briefly thought about politely turning Sammy away with the café as an excuse, but there was no guarantee that Sammy, who had come all this way, would leave quietly. It would also seem strange to refuse outright in front of the part-time worker.Besides, he was curious why Sammy kept requesting meetings along with the frequent contact. While he was still grateful for the advice given when he didn't know much about desserts, he didn't consider himself close enough to Sammy to need regular meetings.After hesitating briefly, Mitch went up to the building's rooftop with Sammy. Perhaps because it was morning, there were hardly any people around yet."Mr. Sammy Stuart. How did you end up coming all the way here?""You haven't been answering my calls since yesterday
Lately, Mitch found himself eating heavily in the evenings since he frequently missed lunch due to being busy with the café work.For some unknown reason, Mitch's appetite had increased to a bewildering degree. While Douglass had encouraged him to gain weight, so eating freely should have been fine, the problem was that eating so much made him terribly sleepy afterward.Recently, they had dinner together whenever Douglass wasn't busy, but the number of times they had sex could be counted on one hand. This was because Mitch would fall asleep almost immediately after eating, as if under hypnosis.He'd fall asleep in the car, in the bathtub, while waiting for Douglass to finish showering. This had already happened numerous times.Although Douglass hadn't complained, Mitch felt anxious that he might misunderstand and think Mitch was pretending to sleep to avoid intimacy.When Mitch fell asleep, Douglass deliberately avoided initiating anything. This naturally led to the night passing unev
In any case, Mitch, who had just settled into a chair in the back room to rest, stood up abruptly like a soldier receiving orders. As he went to the kitchen and filled a disposable cup with ice while pulling an espresso shot, his part-timer looked at him questioningly."Boss, did an order come in?"She seemed confused that Mitch was making a drink when there were no customers."It's for me. I'll be back in a moment.""Ah, okay!"[See you on the 27th floor]After sending a reply to Douglass, Mitch grabbed a muffin and a cookie from what they sold in the store and put them in his pocket. Then he took the iced Americano and got into the elevator.When Mitch got off at the 26th floor and climbed one flight of stairs, Douglass was already there waiting.He was sitting on the stairs leading up to the 28th floor, greeting Mitch with an expression that asked why he was so late."Your replies are getting slower and slower.""I was really busy today.""Then I guess you haven't eaten again.""I
Something feels strange.What are memories to people, really? Mitch felt both happy and somewhat sorrowful about the phenomenon where, even if impressions and experiences kept until now disappeared overnight, one would still end up making the same choices.If Douglass had made the same choice as in the past today, then the theater they were entering would likely have just the two of them, Douglass and Mitch. After all, Douglass would have rented out the entire opera house.Once the two of them settled in the VIP seats with the best view of the stage, the magnificent orchestral performance would resonate vividly throughout the theater.He recalled how his heart had raced faster as the tempo quickened and the actors' voices grew louder.Mitch remembered the moment when he first held hands with Douglass and kissed him in this very place.'Is this okay here? During the performance...''I reserved it for exactly this reason.'The time spent with Douglass then had been so thrilling and wond
"Fuck, later."Douglass's excited voice flowed out quietly.—Director?The secretary didn't hear Douglass's words and knocked again. Then the door swung open, and a startled Mitch pushed Douglass away.Ah, shit. Douglass cursed. He wiped his wet lips with his thumb while fixing his sharp eyes on Mitch, who had fled in an instant."Don't come in yet.""Understood."Douglass looked disapprovingly at Mitch, who hadn't fully pulled down his top."Fix your clothes properly.""Mmm."Though the secretary was standing at the entrance not even looking in Mitch's direction, Mitch was mortified. After straightening his clothes, he gave Douglass a look asking if he needed to stay, and Douglass gestured with his chin that he could leave.As soon as he got permission, Mitch turned around quickly. The secretary he encountered at the door bowed without showing any surprise. Mitch bowed back briefly before quickly escaping from the meeting room."What's the matter?"Douglass glared at the secretary ir