Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl) Chapter 144: Angel or Devil?

Yujun’s POV

The devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know.

I read that quote sowhere and thought it was silly...if you know you are trapped with a devil, why stay? Why not go with angels? Aren’t all angels good?

The sun is starting to sink in the sky, my eyes feel heavy, trying to lull into a nap but I still try my best to stay awake.

Nothing keeps a man more alert than the knowledge of threats in his environnt, but the silence of the mansion, pregnancy hormones and exhaustion is beginning to pull in.

I sat up all through the mont Chan left, keeping my eyes fixed and watching the door, now unable to hold up longer, I fall asleep with my back rested against the headboard.

As soon as I shut my eyes, a sharp knock on the door snaps awake.

"Who is there?" I ask loudly and without giving a response, the door opens slightly and Gawon peeks in, her face looks tired, even more tired than she looked hours ago.

I frown at her appearance and the way she doesn’t et my eyes, she’s acting as if she hadn’t been here before, like she didn’t tell that I am trapped in a cult with a mad man.

"Good day, Lord Choi" she greets quietly with a bow and she stays at the door with her hands folded in front of her, I watch her with worry.

"Good day...can I help you?" I respond, studying her posture and expression and following along, acting like we are strangers.

"Please co down to have your dinner, your al has been served" she says with a formal tone.

"What about Chan, where is he?" I ask her suspiciously.

Chan has always been the one who cos in here to ask if I’ve eaten, he never sends anyone else when it has to do with , he is the one who serves my als.

"He’s in his room, he isn’t feeling too well" Gawon says and I frown.

This is confusing, is she truly to warn about Chan or is Chan the one who is genuine.

"Gawon, everything-" I start and her eyes widen, I see the silent screams, she’s asking not to say a word about it yet.

Her eyes dart to the door, the movent is quick and fleeting.

Gawon’s eyes are wide with panic but her body is composed; I see the sa silent and forced strength I have carried myself with all my life in her eyes.

"E-everything I need aren’t available yet, I need new clothes...repeating isn’t healthy for " I say, changing the topic smoothly and her shoulders slightly relaxes.

She maintains the sa strong posture, but I sll the relief in her pheromone, like lting chocolate, sweet and warm.

"How do I get it fixed? I don’t want to repeat clothes anymore" I say and she nods quickly.

"I think the Lord will attend to them when he feels better" she says in a trained robotic voice and bows again.

"Okay, I will find you to give you the list I have in mind" I say to her, letting her know with a coded language that I will find her.

"It’s no problem at all, I work in the kitchen" she says and I nod, her eyes dart to the doors again.

"I will leave now" she says and leaves the room.

My heart pounds in my ears as she shuts the door, I hear hushed whispers outside and a groan followed by a breathy feminine laughter...most definitely Gawon’s laughter.

I don’t know if I trust her or not.

I will have to find out by myself if Gawon is ssing with or if it is Chan’s the one ssing with ?

Getting out of the bed, I tug on Jaehyun’s clothes, I don’t care that they are soiled with blood and dirt, I just don’t want to lose his scent, it’s the only thing anchoring to my sanity.

I open the door and go to Chan’s room to knock on the door, there is no response, it makes wonder just how sick he is.

I knock again, and that’s when I hear the sound of water rushing and spilling.

"Chan?" I call out loud, and when he doesn’t respond, panic surges through my veins so much that I force the door open with my shoulders.

"CHAN!" I shout and run into the bathroom that is overflowing with water.

"Yah!" I yell as I pull the man out of the water to the floor, wetting myself in the process.

He looks pale and like he has been in the water for a long ti as I pull him out, chest heaving and heart beating wildly.

"C-chan-ssi!" I yell and shake his body, but he doesn’t move, I hold him in my arms, frozen as my mind travels back to the night Jaehyun’s heart stopped while I held him...the night I knew I wanted to fight for him

I don’t care about Chan...I don’t care about him; he could be the angel I don’t know but should fear...

"Oh hell" I curse and press my lips to his to perform a CPR on him.

My oga whines as I breathe into the alpha’s mouth, my heart slamming against my chest like it’s trying to jump out.

"KANG CHAN!" I shout and his eyes open sightly as he gains his breath back, "Chan...Chan can you hear ?" I ask him.

"Thank you" he coughs twice and turns his body to the side, panting for air.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I ask him and he starts to cry with his face turned to the side, like he’s trying to hide from .

"It’s hard to be ...Yujun, I can’t explain but it’s hard" he says and passes out again.

I stare at him for a few seconds before my brain catches up to pull him up from the cold floor and hold him.

What exactly is Kang Chan? Is he the devil I know or the angel I don’t know?