Extra 6: The Susceptibility Period

Ten days ago, on the first day the variety show started filming, and also the morning after the two had a rough time in the bathroom, Qi Huai was waking Yoon Nam-hyuk up.

Yoon Nam-hyuk was getting increasingly annoyed by Qi Huai’s calls. He suddenly turned over and buried his face in the blanket, showing only the back of his head to Qi Huai.

The follow-up camera positions were all chosen for their angles. Qi Huai could use a tricky angle to block it for a moment, but it wouldn’t work if Yoon Nam-hyuk moved.

Therefore, the bite mark on a certain president’s neck was exposed to Qi Huai and the netizens almost completely unobstructed.

The bite mark was a bit deep, a very ambiguous dark red, an extreme expression of a rough encounter.

Qi Huai was stunned for a moment: Did I bite that hard last night?

How could he not remember at all?

The netizens in the live stream room were even more stunned.

[Netizen: Omo! Omo omo omo!]
[Netizen: After learning Korean for so many years, all you can say is omo, you piece of trash!]
[Netizen: There’s no suspense about the positions here. It’s clearly a top and a bottom.]

The production team: Hehe, do you know what it feels like to have firsthand material? All the editors were making monkey-like sounds! Yooooooo~

[Omo!] Director Lee, who was no longer young, couldn’t help but cover his eyes.

[Netizen: For someone of his age, his psychological endurance is a bit poor.]
[Netizen: It must be very exciting to watch a vigorous young male couple, right? Director, how about filming a BL drama? Isn’t it very popular?]

[Um…] Director Lee couldn’t help but peek through his fingers again. He patted PD Seo’s thigh, gestured at the back of his own neck, and asked secretively, [That thing, was it really a bite? Isn’t it a mark from some kind of massage device? Hmm?]

PD Seo said dryly: [Aigoo, if you ask me like that, I don’t know either… after all, we only started filming this morning, right? Ha, ha…]

[Oh, that’s true.] Director Lee believed him.

Screenwriter Kim giggled: [He bit so hard. From a screenwriter’s point of view, it must have been because he was very thirsty and eager during that process that he created such a mark. It’s the pain of lust brought by love.]

[The screenwriter’s perspective is really different.] Best Actress Choo also giggled. [When I was filming “The Witch’s Rule” with Actor Qi, he was famous on set for his strength. Because there were many fight scenes with many opponents, the martial arts director always told him to be gentle… aigoo, our President has also suffered. He must have been injured a lot, hehehe.]

Screenwriter Kim: [Hehehe.]

[Netizen: Hehehe.]
[Netizen: Hehehe.]

While all the netizens, along with the witness room guests, were giggling, a storm was raging in Qi Huai’s heart.

Impossible… for the sake of Yoon Nam-hyuk’s body, I’ve always been very careful with my strength when we do it. When it’s heavy and deep, I go slow. When it’s fast, I go shallow and light. That’s why he has the energy to deal with work every day.

That was his plan last night too. A quick, shallow round and then stop. So in his memory, he had only nibbled a few times lightly. It shouldn’t have left such a heavy mark.

Logically speaking, he had already decided to stay in this world. What he was waiting for next was for the Main Brain to dissolve and retrieve his real body in the real world. Then he would become an ordinary human, completely assimilated into the world where Yoon Nam-hyuk existed, not a semi-Alpha human with Alpha instincts.

But obviously, for some reason last night, his Alpha instincts had taken over. He had experienced a state of mental confusion and had unconsciously bitten Yoon Nam-hyuk hard on the back of his neck, the place where the glands “should” be.

Why would this happen?

Qi Huai frowned.

Full of doubts, he completely forgot about the follow-up camera. He leaned down to smell the back of Yoon Nam-hyuk’s neck, trying to use his sense of smell to explore if there was any Omega pheromone scent…

None.

There was no pheromone scent on the back of his neck, behind his ears, or on any of the nearby skin.

Strange.

What on earth is going on?

[Netizen: A variety show rated 19+ really has substance (clapping).]
[Netizen: ^^ Young kids are so great, nuzzling each other first thing in the morning. Is the rest of the content going to be on OnlyFans?]
[Netizen: Sigh, I feel like my life is so hard… because I’m poor, I have no sex life. Then for some reason, I had to pay to watch other people’s sex lives. Now it’s even more terrible. Even if I pay, I can’t watch other people’s sex lives.]

“Stop moving around…” Yoon Nam-hyuk was forced awake. He sleepily kicked Qi Huai in the blanket and mumbled a complaint, “You were like a madman last night.”

“What?” Qi Huai was stunned.

A screen full of ear emojis flashed by. Even the witness room guests pricked up their ears and held their breath. Yoon Nam-hyuk yawned and snuggled into Qi Huai’s arms. “…You seemed to be sleepwalking. You came over and started biting me after you fell asleep. You wouldn’t wake up no matter how I called you.”

What… so it was a nightmare? The netizens were extremely disappointed: Seriously, are these rich people too hungry for carbs, so they dream of gnawing on rice balls? Hmm?

Yoon Nam-hyuk’s lips curved slightly. He squinted and glanced at the follow-up camera. You little brat, did you come inside me in the middle of the night? I almost died on the bed. If you dare to not use a condom next time, you’re dead. There’s a storage box by the bed. Open it, and throw it away when you have time. There are used tissues inside—mmph.

Qi Huai stretched out a long arm, pulled the blanket over their heads, and gave him a deep, passionate kiss, kissing him into submission.

He sincerely apologized, reaching out to touch him. “Sorry, does it hurt?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk’s face was flushed. He tried his best to lower his voice. “Hey! Don’t touch me there! They’re filming—hmph!”

“It’s swollen,” Qi Huai frowned. “Sorry, last night… I don’t really remember.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk: “…”

What a scumbag thing to say. You don’t remember? If they weren’t already married, Yoon Nam-hyuk would definitely have given him a good punch.

However, his tone and expression didn’t seem fake. Yoon Nam-hyuk pressed his lips together and stared at him, trying to recall his state last night. He suddenly realized that there did seem to be something abnormal.

Last night…

At first, he had been woken up by the pain of Qi Huai biting his neck. For some reason, the other had fixated on one spot and bit down hard, causing him a lot of pain.

He had tried to hit him and struggle, but Qi Huai, who was usually so skilled and could make him feel ecstatic, was different this time. He didn’t say a word, just pushed into the deepest part, like an animal trying to impregnate its mate, fierce and full of beastliness.

At first, he had been pinned down by him, unable to move, but this feeling of being controlled and the solid weight of him had made him feel conquered.

The immense stimulation had made him juicy and soft. He had gradually found a different kind of pleasure in it, feeling incredibly good. He had completely forgotten to ask Qi Huai why he was doing this, only knowing to respond and bite down on the corner of the blanket to avoid being discovered.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Huai had fallen asleep. He had also been exhausted and his mind was hazy. He only remembered cleaning up and hiding the tissues in the storage box, then falling asleep in Qi Huai’s arms.

After recalling for a while, Yoon Nam-hyuk suddenly realized that he was also an “accomplice.” It seemed there was no reason to scold Qi Huai for biting too hard. So he just hummed lightly, “Forget it, I forgive you.”

Qi Huai: “…”

Something was not right.

The filming was still going on. They couldn’t stay under the blanket forever. In any case, the filming period was only three days. Whatever it was, they could talk about it after the filming was over.

Qi Huai covered Yoon Nam-hyuk’s eyes and threw off the blanket. The next second, the sunlight was blinding, and oxygen rushed into their noses. They both took a deep breath at almost the same time, then laughed out loud.

[Netizen: They’re laughing so happily. It seems they did something very satisfying under the blanket.]
[Netizen: It looks like a very intense good morning kiss. Their hands and feet were moving around under the blanket. kkkkkk]
[Netizen: They did it, right?]
[Netizen: How could they? He’s 22, a man’s golden age. It’s not like they’re the age of PD Seo and Director Lee. How could that little time be enough?]

PD Seo: [Everyone gets old! I had a golden age too!]
Director Lee: [Aigoo, these young people nowadays are really…]
Screenwriter Kim: [Hahahaha]

[Director.] Best Actress Choo suddenly nudged Director Lee. [I was thinking, doesn’t the theme song for “The Witch’s Rule” need to be re-recorded by someone else? Let’s get Actor Qi. His voice is very good.]

[Oh! We can try!] Director Lee said with regret. [Sigh, it’s a pity Qi Huai is not acting anymore. I really wanted to invite him to be the lead in my next drama.]

PD Seo: [You and Screenwriter Kim are both creators of melodramatic content. Why not just adapt their love story for filming? Everyone will like it, right?]

[Netizen: Ne!]
[Netizen: Ne!]
[Netizen: Ne!]

The variety show scene changed. Qi Huai suddenly disappeared.

The empty bedroom was accompanied by the continuous sound of water flowing in the bathroom. Then, a line of large words appeared on the screen: Who’s taking a shower? Could it be together?

[Netizen: ???]
[Netizen: Really?]
[Netizen: PD Seo, I was wrong. You are in your golden age now!]

The next second, Yoon Nam-hyuk, his hair wet, came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and lazily plopped onto the bed.

Yoon Nam-hyuk sighed: My muscles are sore.

Production team subtitles: So it was just him?

[Netizen: I got excited for nothing.]
[Netizen: Old men have so many dirty ideas.]

PD Seo: […]

“Tired?” Qi Huai followed him out of the bathroom and habitually patted his butt.

Yoon Nam-hyuk quickly pushed his hand away, his eyes glancing at the follow-up camera. “Shi… they’re filming.”

Qi Huai chuckled lightly. “I know, my bad. Hungry? Fully cooked or runny yolk? Wontons or toast?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk grabbed his hand, his eyelids heavy as he thought for a long time. “…Runny yolk, wontons.”

He looked so soft and sleepy, as if he was about to fall asleep. Qi Huai rolled him up in the blanket. “You sleep a little longer. I’ll call you when the food is ready.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk poked his head out of the blanket and shook his head. “I’m not sleeping. I’ll be with you.”

Subtitles flashed across the screen: Breakfast time for the newlyweds~

Screenwriter Kim sighed with emotion: […He seems even more tired after the shower? PD Seo, from getting up to finishing the shower, how much footage was cut? Two hours? Three hours?]

[Netizen: They did it?]
[Netizen: Two hours is definitely enough to do it!]

PD Seo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: [Please, everyone, look at the clock on the wall. It’s only been half an hour. If it were two or three hours, it would be noon already.]

[Netizen: Ah… half an hour…]
[Netizen: That’s enough to do it too.]
[Netizen: Ne!]

PD Seo: […]

Best Actress Choo hahaha: [But PD Seo’s editing really does spark the imagination. One second they’re rolling around in the blanket, the next second he comes out of the bathroom looking so tired. It feels like they went to the bathroom to do it behind the camera’s back~~~]

Bathroom? Do it?

PD Seo suddenly stammered: [Aigoo, you people really love to guess…]

The reason the camera had jumped was because President Yoon’s legs had given out the moment he got out of bed, and he had knelt on the floor. To preserve his dignity, that part had been cut!

Aiyo, it’s really shocking that two people can do it to that extent. Should it be called the unique strength and means of a man in his golden age? Terrifying!

[Netizen: Oh! Is Actor Qi cooking?!]
[Netizen: I thought Actor Qi would just call for takeout after asking. He’s actually cooking himself?]

The screen showed a spacious open-plan Western kitchen and a kitchen island. Qi Huai took out two pots, one for frying eggs and the other for boiling wontons.

For breakfast, they usually didn’t eat much or anything too greasy. Using the oil from the fried eggs to fry two slices of spam and stir-fry some green vegetables was enough. It was just right for two people.

[Netizen: Are these wontons a Chinese dish?]
[Netizen: Eating something hot with soup for breakfast must be very comfortable. Sigh, I’m getting hungry just watching.]
[Netizen: What’s in that jar?]
[Netizen: Oh! I know this! It’s scallion oil. I saw the scallion segments. It’s very fragrant!]

[Daebak… he’s very good at cooking?] Director Lee said with emotion.

PD Seo swallowed and nodded repeatedly: [Ne, his cooking is very fragrant.]

The production team had moved into the villa relatively early. When Qi Huai had free time, they could get extra meals, like braised beef noodles with a large pot of braised beef as a topping, steamed seafood with garlic, soy sauce chicken, and noodles mixed with the scallion oil that had just been drizzled on the green vegetables…

In short, they wanted to live here forever.

Yoon Nam-hyuk sat at the dining table, staring at Qi Huai’s back. He was thinking about what kind of madness he had been in the middle of the night, while also feeling slightly dissatisfied with the scene before him.

It was all for the sake of filming the show. Usually, when Qi Huai was in the kitchen, he only wore pajama pants and an apron. Not like now, where he had to wear a proper bathrobe.

Sigh.

While the netizens and guests on the other side of the screen were drooling over the breakfast in the pot, Yoon Nam-hyuk was sulking over his lover’s attire. The one cooking breakfast, Qi Huai, suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The smell of cooking oil was so strong, it made him a little nauseous. The sound of frying eggs, boiling water, and the mechanical sound of the exhaust fan made him feel inexplicably irritable and uneasy. The bathrobe seemed too thick. He was starting to feel hot.

His canine teeth itched, his mouth felt empty, and his heart was uneasy.

In short, he was very annoyed right now.

The annoyance grew stronger and stronger. Qi Huai suddenly turned off the heat, stood still, and said with his head lowered, “Hyung…”

[Netizen: Is it ready?]
[Netizen: There should be a green vegetable dish too, right? Why did he stop cooking?]

Best Actress Choo let out an “omo”: [His expression doesn’t look right!]

Screenwriter Kim: [Could it be that something splashed into his eye while he was cooking?]

[Netizen: Ah! That’s very dangerous! He needs to see a doctor!]
[Netizen: PD Seo’s expression doesn’t look right either…]
[Netizen: Aish, PD Seo’s expression is always like this o-o. I can’t read it. It’s so frustrating to watch.]

PD Seo: [o-o]

“Hyung?” Qi Huai called again, his voice very soft.

Yoon Nam-hyuk came back to his senses in a daze. “Hmm? What’s wrong?”

“What are you thinking about?” Qi Huai frowned slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

“Uh…” I was thinking about why you can’t just wear an apron. It’s not appropriate to say that, right? Yoon Nam-hyuk was troubled. He changed the subject. “Can we eat now?”

He leaned over to look. He found that the runny yolk egg they had agreed on had been fried until it was fully cooked. The spam was fine, a little charred was also good. The green vegetables weren’t stir-fried at all, and the wontons looked like they were about to burst.

Yoon Nam-hyuk was stunned. This was the first time this had happened. What was wrong? He looked up at Qi Huai and found that he was just staring at him without a word, his eyes dark.

“You…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Qi Huai suddenly asked, “I was clearly the one who called you. Why did you look at the fried egg first? Is it better looking than me?”

The live stream room fell silent, followed by a row of question marks flashing across the screen.

[Netizen: Why is he jealous of a fried egg?]

Best Actress Choo laughed. [I know! It’s a mission arranged by your production team, right? Suddenly pretending to be angry to make your partner flustered and such!]

[Netizen: Is that it?]
[Netizen: Reasonable!]

PD Seo: [o-o]
[Netizen: o.O]
[Netizen: O.o]

Yoon Nam-hyuk was stunned by Qi Huai’s question. “Because I’m used to it. I thought you were calling me to get the fried egg, so I looked at it first.”

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked again.

What’s wrong?

Qi Huai frowned and answered truthfully, “I don’t feel well.”

“You don’t feel well?” Yoon Nam-hyuk reached out and touched his forehead, then his own. “It does seem a little hot, but the steam from the boiling wontons is constantly rising. It’s normal for your face to be a little hot. Let’s not cook anymore. We’ll eat when we get to the company. If you want to eat something, I’ll have Assistant Yoo prepare it.”

He pulled Qi Huai to sit down. Just as he was about to turn around to find a thermometer, he was grabbed by him.

Qi Huai hugged his waist, buried his entire face in his chest, and took a deep breath, then let out a contented sigh. He rubbed his nose and cheeks against his chest. The bathrobe’s towel material was heavy and draped. When he pushed against it, it inevitably rubbed against a place it shouldn’t have. Yoon Nam-hyuk’s face began to turn red. “Stop moving around.”

“If you don’t feel well, how about you don’t go to the company.” Yoon Nam-hyuk stroked the back of his head. “You rest at home. I’ll bring my work home.”

Qi Huai shook his head. “No need.”

The itinerary was all arranged with the production team. The first day was to film them at work, the second day was to film a date at an amusement park and the beach, and the third day was a candlelight dinner at home.

It was only three days in total. Disrupting it would cause trouble for the production team. Besides, he probably knew what was wrong with him.

No wonder I bit Nam-hyuk’s neck so hard last night and was unconscious. It turns out my susceptibility period has arrived.

Qi Huai continued to bury his head in his chest, couldn’t help but frown and curse inwardly, What on earth is the Main Brain doing? How could a susceptibility period suddenly appear?

In any case, he had to get through these three days at least. Qi Huai licked his itchy canine teeth, looked up, and said, “Hyung, lend me some clothes to wear. I want to wear your clothes for the next few days.”

Wearing his partner’s clothes, smelling his partner’s scent—even without the help of pheromones, it should be no problem to get through three days, right?

If it really didn’t work, he glanced at Yoon Nam-hyuk’s lower body. Then he would have to find a substitute for pheromones.

[Netizen: Ahhhhhh! Hyung! He called him gege!]
[Netizen: Younger man! Younger man! Younger man!]
[Netizen: A coy seme!]

Director Lee said with emotion: [Such mushy lines. The variety show really can’t arrange for this.]

PD Seo: [o-o]

“Oh… okay. You can wear whatever you want.” Yoon Nam-hyuk lowered his head, his five fingers spread out, slowly massaging Qi Huai’s scalp. Qi Huai squinted his eyes comfortably, his lips curling slightly, like a large animal enjoying the sun.

Shibal…

Yoon Nam-hyuk thought to himself, When can those damn follow-up cameras be removed? Although he was still swollen, he really wanted to do it again with this Qi Huai.

This bastard definitely knew witchcraft