Why Is He Standing So Close?

“……What?”

I thought I’d seen wrong, but sure enough, it was Weilin.
I raised my phone with my arm still frozen in place, and Han Youngjun on the other end was telling me that Zhang Weilin’s car was in the garage.
“Yeah, I saw him too. Hang up.”
“Hm? Another alpha’s scent? And so thick. Seyeon, you’ve been cheating, haven’t you.”

Weilin said it with an innocent smile and walked closer to me.
The sight of him approaching was so surreal that I just stood there—and he sniffed at my neck, his nose twitching.
“Nice scent. It suits you, Seyeon.”
“Weilin!”

Finally, the other owner of this house’s voice rang out.
I stared at him, unable to hide my bewilderment, and he briefly avoided my gaze before speaking in a voice that was practically crawling.
“……He said he wanted to see the house, so I brought him.”
“Oh, really? If he wants to see Everest, are you going to take him there too?”
“Eung, I hate hiking. Besides, Everest is terrible. It’s a peak where bottlenecks happen because of idiots who just throw money around and get carried up by Sherpas…….”

The retort to what I’d said to Jeon Seongwon came back from Weilin.
He knew words like ‘bottleneck’ and ‘peak’?
But why can’t he speak politely then?
“Actually, I didn’t come here to see the house.”
“…….”

Of course not.
How was I supposed to know what the two of them were planning to do here.
As I glared at them alternately with cold eyes, Weilin tugged at the hem of my clothes with his fingertips.
“I wanted to see you, but you absolutely wouldn’t meet me. So I figured if I came to your house, you’d be here.”
“What?”
“I said, if I came to your house, you’d be here.”

I hadn’t asked because I didn’t understand.
“Why do you want to see me?”
“You don’t want to see me, Seyeon? There’s a line of people who do. It’s packed.”
“I’m not in that line.”
“Ah, Seyeon. You say such fun things. I really like you.”
“…….”

The next moment, my mind went blank.
Even more than when I’d opened the door and seen Weilin.

Jeon Seongwon, who I’d glimpsed, also had a shocked expression.
And for good reason—
Weilin wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips.

Seeing me frozen in equal shock, Weilin chuckled.
“Cute, Seyeon. In China, this is just a greeting, a greeting. Same in Germany, same in France. Let’s go global, you and me.”

Both were lies! There’s no way!
At least I knew that Chinese common sense wasn’t any different from Korea’s in this regard, and in Germany and France, they don’t kiss on the lips either!
Not unless they’re very close! And ‘very close’ here means spouses or lovers!
I and Weilin are neither of those!

“(($(%&()&&%)!!#()^*&!!!!”

I let out a scream that couldn’t be expressed in letters, jumped back, and rubbed my lips.
My back thudded against the front door.

Then Jeon Seongwon strode over, grabbed Weilin by the shoulder, and spun him around.
Though tall, Weilin had a leaner build than me, and he spun around as Jeon Seongwon turned him.
His fine hair swayed.

Jeon Seongwon, with a rarely seen angry face, glared at Weilin.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Seongwon, I’ll do it.”
“……What?”
“The commercial! The car. I’ll do it. If I do that, I can see Seyeon more often, right?”
“…….”

An indescribable, deep bewilderment settled on Jeon Seongwon’s face.
It was the face of someone who’d just been propositioned for an intimate exchange by a horned alien.
He frowned, unable to close his mouth, then slowly looked at me.

But I had an equally dumbfounded expression on my face.
Probably even more so than Jeon Seongwon.
After all, I’d just been kissed by an alien.

Regardless, Weilin looked delighted.
“I’ll come to Seongwon’s office. Let’s sign the contract there. Ah, just because we sign a contract doesn’t mean you can neglect me. I’ll put that in the contract terms.”
“…….”
“…….”
“First, I have to go to Shanghai tomorrow, so I can’t right away. How about a week from now?”

Even then, Jeon Seongwon was slightly dazed.
Only when Weilin shook the spaced-out Jeon Seongwon and called him did he let out an “Ah.”
“Fine……. Let’s do that. But.”
“But?”
“You need to apologize to Seyeon for acting out of line.”
“Out of line?”

Weilin turned to look at me.
He seemed unable to understand the expression ‘out of line.’
“I was just showing affection, though?”
“Weilin, I told you before—your way of showing affection is strange, so think twice before you act.”
“Eung. You’re the first person to ever tell me that, Seongwon. I was touched.”
“……That’s not the point. Apologize to Seyeon.”

At that, Weilin spun around and came up to me.
I unconsciously stepped back, but behind me was only the solid front door.
Finally, Weilin stood right in front of me.
His profile listed his height as 183cm, so he should have been about half a head taller than me, but strangely he looked even taller.
He smiled brightly and wiped my lips with his fingers.
I immediately screamed, and Jeon Seongwon came out to the foyer without even putting on shoes and grabbed Weilin’s hand.
“Why? I was just wiping it off.”
“Seyeon doesn’t like it.”

I shot Jeon Seongwon a glare.
This was all because that bastard had brought Weilin to this house—the very person I’d suspected of having an affair with.
No matter how much he seemed to take my side and protect me, no matter how normal he acted compared to usual, it was all useless.
How dare he bring Weilin here?!
“But I want to come often and see Seyeon. But since she doesn’t like this kind of thing, I won’t do it.”

However, ignoring me fuming by myself, Jeon Seongwon and Weilin smoothly continued their conversation.
“Mr. Zhang Weilin, it’s true that we’ve agreed to sign a contract. I’m certainly willing to do so. However, I’d appreciate it if you refrained from harassing or bothering my spouse.”

Jeon Seongwon said it seriously.
At that, Weilin spun around, looked straight at him, and with gleaming eyes said.
“Harassment, Vice Chairman? I just want to get along with Director Lee Seyeon. It’s been a while since I’ve met someone I feel I’d click with. But that’s just a personal desire to meet outside the filming process—I would never, as a professional, include that in the contract, so please don’t worry too much.”
“…….”

For a moment I forgot my anger and stared at Weilin in bewilderment, then screamed internally.
‘He CAN speak politely! And fluently as hell!’

Really…… I felt like I was going to pass out.
I bent my neck, hoping my consciousness would just cut off.
But with the three of us moving around, only the ceiling light that refused to go out shone brightly—nothing changed for me.
“Weilin.”

Finally calming my mind, I called out to Weilin.
His stiff expression from when he’d been talking to Jeon Seongwon melted in an instant, and he smiled as he looked at me.
“What?”
“Kissing…… isn’t something you do on your own. You do it together when the mood is right.”

No, I might not be in my right mind.
What was I even explaining right now?
“It wasn’t a kiss though? It was just a peck. Ah, I’m good at kissing too.”
“Either way, no!”
“We’re both omegas though?”
“……Omegas don’t do that with each other even more!”

Weilin tilted his head, letting his hair fall slightly.
“Really? I’ve done it a lot. Even had s*x……”
“Aaaaaaaaaaah!”

I covered my ears with a scream because I didn’t want to hear it.
I had absolutely no desire to know anything about Weilin’s s*x life.
Giggling at my reaction, Weilin suddenly strode closer.
“But Seyeon, who did you do it with? Your skin is glowing. Hmm…….”
“Hey!”

Weilin pulled down my shirt collar with his finger.
Flustered, I quickly pulled my clothes back up, but he must have seen the hickey there.
I reflexively looked at Jeon Seongwon—his face was hardened.
He’d seen it.
“Whoever it is, they must be someone who does things exactly to your taste, Seyeon. Your pheromones are really stable. I’m sensitive to that kind of thing.”

Being sensitive enough to sense the stability of someone else’s pheromones—what a useless sensitivity.
Just as I let out a sigh, Weilin whispered very quietly in my ear.
“It felt really good, didn’t it? You must have cried your eyes out.”
“……Even between omegas, that’s sexual harassment.”

I pushed Weilin away.
As he let himself be pushed, he tilted his head and said, “Is that so?” with a cute expression.
“Anyway, I think I’ll leave before the atmosphere goes completely to shit. Seongwon, let’s meet after I get back from Shanghai. Seyeon, see you again sometime.”

Weilin hooked his bag over his arm and stood there, and I quickly stepped aside from the front door.
He grabbed the doorknob, blew a kiss with his hand to me and Jeon Seongwon along with a wink, then opened the door and disappeared.
There was no seeing him off.
If coming out to the foyer counts as seeing him off, then we’d been seeing him off the whole time.

It felt like a storm had passed.
Remembering that Han Youngjun had called, I checked my phone—it was already disconnected.
Thank god he hadn’t been live-broadcasting that insane situation.

I let out a sigh—I didn’t know how many times that was—and lifted my head, only to almost pass out again.
I wondered if I’d end up being taken to the hospital today.
Jeon Seongwon was too close.