Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas Chapter 425: He must be pretty upset

"Little Min, I’m going to have sex with Ki-hoon Hyung first during my heat." I suddenly broke the news and he paused. "I just wanted to let you know now when I’m still clear-headed."

"Why?"

Was the first thing that ca out of his mouth, looking rather startled.

"Should I have a clear reason?" I asked, but he cleared that look on his face to seem clearer.

"No, I an, why did you have to say that now while we’re shopping?" He asked and I stayed silent. "And in front of the counter." He added.

I turned to the cashier in front of us, looking like she had just heard a very juicy tea that she wouldn’t mind delaying our paynt to hear the end of it.

Hm.

"Then, should I have said it earlier in the car?" I asked.

"That seems to have been the right choice."

We were past the whole blowjob thing.

Maybe it was a bad habit of mine — seeking warmth through flesh before I even realized what I truly wanted.

It looks like I have a kink for blowjobs.

As soon as he finished cumming, just before he was able to take it out, I began to swallow, sucking his cock dry and causing him to tremble violently because of how sensitive his cock had been after ejaculation.

It was fun.

But that was the end of it.

Luckily, the corners of my mouth did not rip, and my throat was fine, albeit a little sore.

It was as if my mouth was made to endure sothing bigger than what I can swallow.

That’s a protagonist halo for you.

"H-hyung," I watched Min-Cheol trembling, his face hot and his blue Pheromones filling the hair like waves of the ocean.

He was so hot and I was tempted but...

"I’d be fine with a hot coffee or hot cocoa." I suddenly said, cutting through the atmosphere.

"You want hot cocoa?" He asked and I smiled.

I ant, I just wanted to lighten the atmosphere a bit, not that I wanted to drink hot cocoa.

And I succeeded.

He laughed, cackling softly with his hand over his mouth.

"You say the strangest things at the strangest ti, Hyung." He said.

Well, it was ant to make you laugh so mission accomplished.

And from there, we decided to go shopping.

After confessing my choice to Min-Cheol in front of the cashier, it felt a bit awkward.

I sprang it up on him when he least expected it and in a place I shouldn’t have, so of course we’d have a weird atmosphere looming over us.

"Are you mad?" I asked.

We were sitting in the lounge of the boutique, looking through fashion magazines with a cup of hot cocoa and hot coffee steaming silently on the table in front of us, but my mind wasn’t on the magazine at all, nor was it on my hot cocoa.

My gaze swept towards Min-Cheol and then back at the magazine when he wouldn’t look up at despite how intently I was staring.

He wasn’t avoiding , was he?

"Little Min," I called.

"Yes, Hyung?"

"Are you upset?"

"Yes, I’m upset." He answered, not even trying to deny it.

He must be pretty upset.

"Is it because I said sothing private in front of the counter or... Is it because I said I’d be doing it first with Ki-hoon Hyung?"

He shut the magazine and then turned his body to face .

"Hyung, I’ve always thought about things like being your first, but I know I’ve lost a lot of firsts as well. I lost them to everybody else, and they lost so of your firsts to as well, but..." His eyes rolled down, looking a little sad. "I’ve never thought of being the first to have sex with you, for so reason. As much as I wanted to do it with you, I did not think that far. But... When I heard you were going to give your first to soone else, I felt pain in my chest," he placed his hand on his chest. "I’m going to lose one more first to soone else. And I wondered if you chose them because you like them more than ."

I went silent.

I didn’t know what to say.

I was actually speechless, because saying I didn’t like Ki-hoon more than him and that I liked everyone equally didn’t seem right all of a sudden.

I made myself believe that I wasn’t being biased after we all settled our differences. I made myself believe that I was being fair, but so things just can’t be distributed equally, no matter how hard you try.

I have bad mories with all my masters from my previous life in this world — raped, caged, beaten, and all sorts of other manhandling they carried out on — and never got to know them. I never spent normal ti with them and saw eye to eye.

Well, that was the case for everyone except Ki-hoon.

Before all the torture, the hate, and the pain, he was my first.

He was the one I loved first.

He was the one who took my breath away so many tis that I forgot how to count. He stood up for , loved , promised , and held my heart delicately in his arms.

There was no way I would look past those feelings and the ti we spent together and then equalize it with the rest of my masters.

It just wasn’t possible.

While they were making up for everything they did to in the last life without even knowing, that was just them overwriting the bad mories.

My good mories still remained.

And since they were intact, I knew in my heart that so were the feelings I harbored towards Ki-hoon.

"I’m sorry, Min-Cheol," I said, my tone soft and compassionate.

I reached for his hand and said,

"I don’t wish to make you feel any less loved. I want you to know that you an as much to as the others do. And even if my heart grows fonder of others, I want you to know that my heart is quite large and has space for all four of you. So, no matter what happens," a tear suddenly slid down my cheek. "I want you to know I still care about you, no less than I do for the rest."

After the fun part, ca the sad part.

I just can’t get through a date without bringing up stuff like this, huh?

"Hyung, I didn’t an to make you cry." He said, biting his lip, but I quickly cleaned the fallen tear.

"No, it’s nothing," I said. "I just had to get that out of my chest. My eye feels a bit dry, haha."

Though I laughed it off, there was no hiding the emotion that spread openly on my face.

Min-Cheol held my hand, raised my chin so he could look into my eyes, and said,

"I love you, Hyung."

My eyes widened.

"You make feel things that I’ve never been able to feel in all my 24 years of living." His hand slid towards my face, and he rested his hand on my cheek, wiping away my tears that continued to fall even after I coolly brushed it off, as my eyes were dry.

I don’t know what ca over but as if struck with disbelief, my lips quivered, parted and a single word broke out,

"Why?"

I asked why he loved .

I wanted to know his reasons.

And my eyes asked that question more clearly than my mouth ever could.

What made you love ?

Min-Cheol’s expression softened even more

"You embraced and didn’t try to use . You cared for and didn’t ask for anything in return. You adore , and I adore you just as much. I do not question your feelings for as I know better than anyone how genuine they are. With all this, how could I not love you?" He smiled, his eyes sparkling like jewels and then he added, "You treat better than even my own parents. I love you for your compassion and how you’re always open-minded. Does that answer your question?"

I nodded, grabbing his hand, and fell deeper into his touch as more tears rolled down my cheek.

In his words, I found solace.

Softer, warr, and more beautiful than I could ever imagine.

"Thank you for loving ," I said to him.

I used to think it would be hard for to forgive them.

Where was the hard heart that was so confident about giving these guys a hard ti?

Where was the revenge laugh?

It all flew out the window as soon as their love touched my entire existence and their words lted .

I felt I needed a reason to forgive them.

One that went beyond their show of affection, how they always sent money and looked after as their top priority.

That was reason enough to forgive them, but it felt lacking. It felt empty... As if the final spice was missing.

And then I rembered this saying, ’Action may be driven by guns and make quite an impact, but the justification to move on cos from words.’