To Byul (Omegaverse)-Chapter 90: His skin is flawless

Yun-tae did not know who this was and he did not recognize his voice either, so he was weary. The fact that he was going to have to depend on this stranger in other to get out of the bathroom made him feel very uncomfortable.

Besides, why would he go out of his way to help him? Wouldn't the normal course of action be to go get Hae-won to come help him?

But maybe he had been so flustered by what happened that he decided to help out instead.

"Al-alright," Yun-tae said and Myung-woo took a step. He had no idea what he had to talk about but he just decided to do a light introduction instead. "I... My name is Yun-tae. I... I am Chin-hwa's friend. I am 22 years old. Oh, no sorry. I think I'll be 22 years old next year. My bad." He nervously laughed and then Myung-woo stopped in front of him. "And I fell in the bathroom because I was too engrossed in my thoughts."

"It's okay," Myung-woo said, reaching his hand out as if asking for a handshake. "It happens to the best of us."

"But it's embarrassing." Yun-tae said, pouting his lips.

He was glad this guy could not see his face at the moment. If not, he would've been beyond embarrassed. He looked like a tomato.

"Please, hold my hand." Myung-woo said and Yun-tae reached his hand towards him but hesitated.

His body... If he was going to help him, did that mean he would hold his body? His hand would be on him?

Well, whatever. He was going out of his way to help him, so it wasn't his part to be picky.

He took Myung-woo's hand and Myung-woo grabbed his shoulder with his other hand, felt it a little to be sure if it was the left or right he was holding on to, and then squatted down, sliding his hand down to Yun-tae's waist to try and ascertain the kind of position he was in and how to lift him up.

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'His skin is flawless.' Myung-woo thought. 'As expected.' he felt proud and smirked but thankfully, Yun-tae could not see his smirk.

He knew he wasn't supposed to be having such thoughts at a time like this, but he couldn't exactly think of anything else while he came in contact with Yun-Tae.

Yun-tae felt a bit uncomfortable. His hand sliding towards his waist caused him to flinch.

What kind of spell was he casting on his body to make him react that way?

"Um, you... Can you stop doing that?" He asked. "I know you're only doing that because you can't see but... It's making me a bit uncomfortable."

"Oh, my apologies. I should've been a lot more considerate." Myung-woo said.

Once he was certain of the position Yun-tae was in, he firmly gripped him and lifted him up, holding him tightly in his arms as though he were a baby.

Yun-tae's heart thumped. Seriously... What was this situation?

He was naked in the arms of a stranger whose face he could not see. It was straight out of a movie.

He covered his reddened face in shame.

"Okay now, you're going to be my eyes," Myung-woo said. "So, just tell me how many steps to take forward if I don't want to crash into anything."

"A-alright," Yun-tae stuttered. "But... Shouldn't we turn off the shower first?"

"Can you reach it from here?" Myung-woo asked but he shook his head.

"No, I'm afraid not."

"Then leave it. I'll come back to turn it off once I've dropped you down on the bed and covered you up. How's that?" He conditioned and Yun-tae went ahead with it. "Okay, shall we get going?"

Yun-tae was a bit clumsy with his words but he made sure not to make a mistake and cause an accident that would hurt them both.

They finally got out of the bathroom.

"Okay, so direct me to where the bed is. I'll lay you down." He said and Yun-tae nodded.

"Just turn around a bit and then go straight." He said, his heart thumping for some reason. He was certain it was because the level of embarrassment he was at was so great that his head could literally be sold in the market as a giant tomato, and people would believe it.

'I'm going to thank him a lot after this.' he thought. 'But will I be able to face him again after this embarrassing event? Gosh, I don't know anymore.'

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Yun-Tae was a bit caught up in his thoughts that he forgot he was giving directions. So, when Myung-woo got to the bed, he had no idea he had gotten to the bed, so his leg kicked the bed frame and he fell forward with Yun-tae still in his arms.

"Mhm, ugh," Yun-tae exclaimed, struggling to open his tightly shut eyes. "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you we had gotten to the bed and..." He finally opened his eyes, only to discover the pillow case used to cover Myung-woo's face had loosened a bit, exposing his right eye.

And Myung-woo was staring so passionately and intently at Yun-tae's face. He was so close to him... His face.

"You look..." His words were a bit caught up in his throat.

Was he nervous? Yeah, it had to be. After all, this was Yun-tae and he had only ever watched him from afar.

Yun-tae stared at his eyes. That was the only thing he could see in this man's face. He had really long and pretty eyelashes.

Wait, eyelashes? His eyes... His eyes were out? Then, that meant... He looked down at his naked body being pressed down by Myung-woo and then pushed him off while pulling the sheets to cover himself off.

"Don't look!" He yelled, and Myung-woo snapped back to his senses.

"Oh, no I didn't see anything." He said. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen." He apologized but Yun-tae trembled under the sheets.

He had wrapped himself like a spring roll.

"I... I know you didn't look but... Please, leave already." Yun-tae said. "I'm too embarrassed right now."

"Right." Myung-woo went back to the bathroom, turned off the shower, and walked back, dropping the towel next to him. "Please, make sure to clean your hair so you don't catch a cold." He said and made his way to the door.

It wasn't time yet. Though this was an unprecedented encounter, his plan would not change. And he would get to officially and properly introduce himself to Yun-tae when that time came.

"Ah, what's your...?" Yun-tae wanted to ask for his name, to at least thank him when he had gotten over the embarrassment but he was already gone.

He stared at the closed door and lowered his head.

He didn't even know what his face looked like. All he knew was that he had really long and pretty eyelashes. That was a common trait.

'I wish I at least saw his face.'

Just outside the room, Myung-woo rested on the door, covering his face with his arm and listening to his racing heart.

His face was flushed as his mind was clouded with thoughts of Yun-tae's soft and smooth body caressing his skin. He gulped.

If he had stayed for even a second more, he would've subconsciously let out his pheromones and give himself away.

"I... Need to be careful."