To Byul (Omegaverse)-Chapter 146: I grew up in an Orphanage

Myung-woo decided to tell Yun-tae about his life. There was no use hiding it. No matter how ugly or painful his life might’ve been, he was certain it wasn’t half as ugly as Yun-tae’s. So, what was the harm in telling him?

If Yun-tae could do it then so could he.

He waited for Yun-tae to take a bath and change into something comfortable while he brewed himself a cup of coffee to relax his nerves.

This was the second time he would be telling someone about his circumstances while growing up.

He told the twins, Si-woo and Deok-ryu about it when they had gotten to know each other well.

"Is... Is this okay?" Yun-tae asked as he walked down the stairs, heading for where Myung-woo was and Myung-woo stared in awe.

Yun-tae looked so cute in his shirt.

"It’s perfect." He said as he smiled.

He dropped his mug on the table and uncrossed his legs before standing to his feet.

"Do you feel uncomfortable? Why are you slightly fidgeting?" He asked, approaching Yun-tae and Yun-tae twiddled his thumb.

"W-well, it’s only the two of us here a-and..." He pulled the neck of the shirt a bit and said with a flushing face. "This shirt has a strong smell from your Pheromones. It’s almost as if you intentionally left it there so it’s..." He gulped. "Making me a bit sensitive."

Myung-woo laughed and then patted his head.

"I understand but I promise I didn’t do such a thing. Should I get you another shirt instead? Maybe one I freshly brought out from the washer?"

"No," Yun-tae loudly and strongly declined, confusing Myung-woo. "I... I mean," he slowly lowered his gaze and softly said, "I only said it made me a bit sensitive. I didn’t say I didn’t..." With a silent whisper, he continued. "...that I didn’t like it."

"So you like my Pheromones?" Myung-woo asked, and Yun-tae nodded shyly, causing Myung-woo to actually blush. "I like your Pheromones too, Yun-tae. But..."

He walked towards him and stopped before their bodies could collide.

"Be careful when saying something like that, because..." He said, leaning in to whisper. "You might make me misunderstand."

"Ah, I... I apologize." Yun-tae said, still blushing and clutching on the hem of the shirt, but Myung-woo chuckled and grabbed his hand gently.

"It’s okay. Let’s just go and sit. Do you need coffee?"

"No, I’m fine." Yun-tae answered while following after him. He liked being led like that.

"I already put the things we bought in the fridge. If you start feeling hungry, just let me know and I’ll heat them up." Myung-woo said and Yun-tae nodded.

Myung-woo sat on the couch and then pulled Yun-tae to sit on him.

"Uh..."

"What?" Myung-woo asked with a beaming smile as if he didn’t know what Yun-tae was going to say. His hands were all over Yun-tae’s waist and he rested his head on Yun-tae’s arm.

He probably liked that position with him and that was why he did it.

Yun-tae did not feel completely uncomfortable so he just decided to give Myung-woo what he wanted... For now.

"I grew up in an orphanage till I was five and taken into the foster system." Myung-woo suddenly began when it looked like they were both relaxed.

But that start was a bit shocking.

Yun-Tae would’ve never imagined he had been an orphan.

"My first foster parents were neglects. They were just hoping to mooch off the government for the funds sent to take care of me." He sneered. "But I don’t regret going into that family, even though it was temporary and I wasn’t taken care of properly."

"Why is that?" Yun-tae asked. "Wasn’t it hard?"

"Well, it was hard, but if I hadn’t been put in their custody, then I would’ve never met you at the alley that day. You... Saved me from a couple of dogs when everyone just saw and walked past my predicament."

"Ah," Yun-tae covered his mouth. "I don’t... I don’t understand. You’re glad even though you were facing a situation like that?"

"Well, I’ve had worse days than being attacked by a group of dogs." Myung-woo said and rested his back on the couch. "The orphanage wasn’t exactly a sunny place to begin with so getting out of there was a relief. So long my foster parents were able to at least provide me with food, I was okay."

"No, that’s not okay." Yun-tae flared.

"I’m glad you’re mad on my behalf but you don’t have to think too much about it. They didn’t hit me or anything like that." Myung-woo said, staring at him softly. "And that’s why I said my situation wasn’t even half as ugly as yours. They were neglects but it was just because they knew nothing about taking care of a kid."

Yun-tae fell silent, slowly bowing his head. How did that make things better?

"In any case, the point I’m trying to make is that I got to meet you for the first time that day. You saved me and though I never saw you again, I had fallen hard then."

Yun-Tae looked at him with a blank gaze and asked,

"Just what are you talking about? You were no more than a kid then. Do you even know what it’s like to fall in love at that age?"

"No, but I frequently dreamt about you. I dreamt of your smile," he got closer and brushed Yun-tae’s hair back. "We played a lot in my dreams too. It was almost like we had grown up together."

"Hyung, we only met once, and I don’t even remember it, so we probably didn’t even interact with each other. It doesn’t make sense." Yun-tae stated.

"Of course it doesn’t." Myung-woo said and laughed and tapped his head. "It was all in my head, and it should’ve stayed that way, but as I grew older, I discovered that I had yearned for you more than normal. I wondered a lot how you were doing or how much you had grown. It was a pity I never saw you after that day but that brief moment was all it took for my heart to be locked to your existence. It was..." He interlocked their fingers together and smiled. "Fate."

Yun-tae stared silently at him. It was as if he had listened to a drama summary. Seriously, wasn’t this too exaggerated? He thought about it but he couldn’t doubt Myung-woo.

He had no idea the extent of one’s feelings of obsession could grow. He had never had something like that and only ever wondered when he heard people being obsessed or fixated on one thing or person for more than ten years.

And right in front of him, there was one person who had been so fixated that their feelings of love grew to the extent that it shut their own rational thinking.

Myung-woo had... He looked at their interlocked hands... Waited for the day they would be reunited eh?

Was that why he wished their first meeting would be grand and memorable?

"So, the reason you said you would always save me like a Knight in shining armor was because I had saved you that one time, is that it?" He asked and Myung-woo leaned in to kiss the top of his head.

"You’re so smart." Myung-woo said. "I pledged to find you, Yun-tae. But I didn’t even know where to find you so I decided to leave it to fate. If you were my destined partner, as I believed you to be, then the world would find a way for us to cross paths again. And look where we are now," he laughed and pressed their foreheads together. "It’s like magic, don’t you think?"

"Yeah, magic." Yun-tae said. "So, you waited all these years just waiting? What if you never saw me again? What if...?"

"Shhhh," Myung-woo silently shushed him and rubbed their cheeks together. "I told you. I left it to fate. And if it was fate’s plan that you and I were not meant to be, then somewhere along the line, I might’ve met someone who my soul would resonate with. But there was no one. Since there was no one like that, I kept waiting. No matter how long it would’ve taken, I would’ve waited. I’m telling the truth."

Yun-tae was short of words. That level of dedication. To think he had that much trust in a belief and he waited all his life just for one person who he met only once when he was so young... Where did such a guy come from?

’Wait, then if he’s waited all this while. Does this mean...’ "He’s a virgin?" Yun-tae suddenly asked out loud, shocking both of them.

He quickly turned his head away as his face flushed.

"I’m sorry. I’m sorry. That came out of nowhere." He said. ’My thoughts just had to spill out of my lips at such a time, huh? This is so embarrassing.’ he thought and then suddenly started hearing Myung-woo’s laughter.

"You’re curious if I’m a virgin out of the blue eh?" He asked and drew closer. "Why would you suddenly think of that? What has been going through my sweet little Yun-tae’s mind all this while?"

"Nothing, I swear. I didn’t even think of it until now. It was so random. I didn’t mean it." Yun-tae did his best to explain while frantically waving his hands in his defense, and Myung-woo laughed.

"Don’t worry, I believe you." He said but still laughed. It was funny to think about. "Anyway, you’re curious if I’ve never done it since I’ve been waiting for you all my life, right?"

"Um, y-yes."