Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl) Chapter 86: Ramyeon at midnight?

Yujun’s POV

The party is slow.

Wealthy n and won parade the room with champagne in hand and smiles on their faces while I stay at a corner watching them.

The decorated room is filled with many mafia clan mbers and clueless civilians and Chaebols floating around, exchanging handshakes and giving introduction.

No longer relevant to them, I am left to stand alone, quiet and invisible against the white wall.

Even in my silence, my mind is full of noises and chaos as my eyes dart around the room, looking for soone I shouldn’t want to see.

Why? I don’t even know.

I wipe my palm on my pants.

Jaehyun shouldn’t be on my mind now, not when I have more important things to worry about, one of it being; Why am I being ignored?

It feels strange that they are keeping their distance from , yet I love how it gives the chance to think and try to plot; how do I get Yoon Sehwa out of my ho? How do I keep Yunah safe? Where is Jaehyun?

A swell of noise in the crowd causes my attention to be diverted to the doorway just in ti to see Jaehyun walking in with two guards behind him.

He looks handso as always and carries himself with that cocky confidence that I used to hate a while ago before I...

’Fell in love’ my heart supplies, but I swallow it down.

I don’t love. I am not in love.

I tilt my head as I assess his appearance.

He walks in with his back straight and with the aura of a Lord.

Jaehyun is alone at an event that demands at least two clan representatives, he is without his father or mother and most suspiciously, he is without his shadow.

His posture is confident always and his clothes are expensive, but sothing feels wrong about him, sothing feels off.

Where is the spark in his eyes? Where is the mocking smile that is perpetually plastered to his face? Where is the playful cockiness?

Restless at his put together but suspiciously odd appearance, my oga whines within .

’Shut up’ I say to him, but I know sothing is wrong with the alpha.

I shouldn’t care about that, but I can’t help it...he looks like .

His eyes are cold the way mine are when I look in the mirror.

He looks like the man that killed an enemy in public on the snowy night, the man that almost had himself killed...this isn’t Jaehyun.

I look around to mark my father and sister’s position before walking in his direction.

"Follow " I say quietly as I walk by him, and he doesn’t show in his express if he heard or not.

I make my way to the bathroom and lean against the wall in wait for him, but he doesn’t co.

Slowly I pace the room, listening to my footstep echoing in the tiny space and after five minutes of doing that, the door opens and he walks in with his hands in his pocket.

"Jaehyun" I call his na as a form of greeting and he nods his head in acknowledgent, standing at the door, away from like he’s holding sothing back.

My Jaehyun would invade my space and say sothing to annoy .

Sothing is really wrong.

"Yujun" he says my na without emotions, and I tilt my head sideways to examine him, I don’t want my worry to show but I can’t help it.

I should turn and leave but...

"How is Yunah?" I ask and he nods, "she wanted to spend more ti with my mom before returning" he says and I nod.

"Don’t worry, she’s safe" he says and I nod, "I know" I say.

I know she’s safe.

I can trust the Hwangs...my enemies to look after her even better than I can trust any Choi.

The space goes silent with only the occasional swell of the classical music playing in the party hall seeping into the room through the closed door.

He sighs and tilts his face upward, the light on the ceiling reflects in his eyes but does nothing to light up the deep sadness in them.

He is sad?

I have seen Hwang Jaehyun mad, furious, reckless, passionate, happy...in love but I have never seen him sad.

It makes my unruly heart clench to see him like this...I thought I have finally mastered the act of not caring and the act of being dead, but Jaehyun is making all my efforts questionable again.

"Did they bother you at the party?" he asks, breaking the silence between us but not looking at still, his eyes are still on the white lights, his hands in his pocket and he’s rocking on the balls of his feet.

"No" I reply, knowing what he ans.

Our society is filled with hyenas, but they don’t wait till you die, they roam about you laughing and smiling while hitting you till you die.

"Good, I told them not to" he says quietly and turns his head to look at .

"Why?" I ask him, feigning anger at his protection and he turns his face away again, "because it’s my fault" he says and my shoulder falls.

"I am capable of defending myself" I growl and he looks at again, "and because I am yours" he adds softly.

"What is wrong with you?" I ask and he shrugs, "what is wrong with being yours?" he asks, his voice steady and smooth.

I shake my head side to side slowly; this man is unbelievable.

"You’re crazy" I say and he does respond, he just lets his eyes sweep over the way he hand should be doing if he isn’t being this aloof.

Why is he staying away from ?

I asked him to but I don’t really want it...I want him.

"It’s a relief that you’re okay" he says to , a little less cold than he had been so minutes ago and he turns to leave.

"You’re leaving?" I ask in surprise, unable to say what I really want to say; Jaehyun, what is wrong? What is wrong with you? How should I comfort you?

"I only ca to see you" he says and I see his nose flare, if he was being himself, I know he would ask to let him scent , but he says nothing.

"Bye Yujun" he sighs and lifts his hand to hold the door handle, ready to leave.

"Where is your dog?" I blurt out just to keep him here longer, and Jaehyun looks over his shoulder with his brows creased with the way he frowns, and I step forward to clarify my point.

Does he know now that his best friend and right hand man is a traitor? Is that why he’s sad?

"Taeho?" I call the na, and his eyes darken imdiately but his expression doesn’t change as he turns around completely to look at .

"What about him?" Jaehyun asks, he voice suddenly rougher than before.

"Where is he?" I ask.

"He’s dead" he says and it’s my turn to frown, "I killed him" he adds.

"What?" I ask and he repeats himself, "I killed Jeon Taeho" he says.

I freeze at my spot as it sinks in. The coldness in his eyes, the aloofness in his posture, the withdrawal in his speech has all been signs.

I killed Taeho.

The simple sentence had co out of his mouth like it is truly that simple, but I see the weight it carries, the strength it takes out of him.

I have heard him call Taeho his brother; ’I killed my brother’, is what he is saying, and I can feel the raw pain and the raw hurt radiating from him.

Hwang Jaehyun...is human.

"I’m sorry" I say with a bow of my head and he smiles, a small one that cos with unshed tears filling his eyes.

I’m not sorry that the bastard is dead, I’m sorry that it costs Jaehyun this much heartbreak. He is trying to hold himself up, but I see through him.

’Alpha is in pains’ my oga whines louder for him and I don’t shut him up, I let him feel for Jaehyun.

"It’s nothing" Jaehyun says with a bitter chuckle as he places his hand on the handle to twist it and I surge forward without thinking to hold his wrist.

"Yah, Hwang Jaehyun, you don’t have to lie with " I say and he looks at the place my hand holds his firmly, my unspoken words.

I want you to be safe.

I want to comfort you.

I don’t want you hurting.

"I don’t want to lie to you either" he says softly, and I hear a quiet whimper escape from him, and I hug him to my body imdiately.

"I’m sorry" I say again and he sniffles, I bring my hand up to pat his head, pressing his face into my neck even though I know he won’t sll .

"Junnah" he mutters into my neck, and I hum in response.

"I want to eat Ramyeon, will you co?" he asks.

I don’t give him an answer but we both know what Ramyeon at midnight ans for us...another start.