Honestly, the tears that rolled down my eyes weren't faked. For some reason, my chest felt tight and the thought of these men actually coming to treat me like the way they treated Jo-Pil in the original novel made me scared.
I was a good kid in the real world who didn't cause trouble because I was scared of getting caught in some crossfire. I was cautious in my dealings and did not mess with people who I shouldn't mess with.
Getting hit hurt a lot. The one and only time I had been hit in the face was in high school, and that did not end well.
From then on, I dreaded getting hit. So, dreaming about living the life of someone who always gets hit scared the shit out of me.
I would rather they come to love me and treat me gently, even if I have to spread my legs in the end.
I didn't even need to worry. By the time I wake up from this dream, it would all be over, so it was best not to invite a beating while I was still here since I could feel pain as though it were my real body.
Min-Cheol stared at me, stunned. I didn't know if he was stunned at my words or if he was stunned at seeing me cry but whichever it was, I hoped I could garner sympathy from him.
It would be better if he pitied me like I was a helpless creature.
Normally, one should be ashamed to be crying so pathetically in front of their junior, but what good is one's pride if it leads to one's downfall?
My safety and well-being came first.
And it's not like I could control the tears either. They were falling on their own as a form to express how scared I was.
"So," Min-Cheol finally spoke up. "What you're scared of is the future?" He asked. "You fear getting hit and getting hated on. Is that it?" He removed his hand from my chest and caressed my cheek. "You're scared I would punish you for making a mistake?"
I stared at him. He was asking the questions in circles.
"Yes." I answered and wiped my tears with the back of my palm. "I know I'm an insignificant being but I promise not to intentionally cause trouble for my masters." I said. "No one is above mistakes, so even if I try my hardest, there are things that I don't know and things that I find hard to do, so I will definitely make mistakes. And when that happens..."
"You wish to not get hit." He completed and I nodded.
"I'll do whatever I can to make up for my mistakes so please... I'm scared of pain."
"Did you get hit frequently when you were running from your debtors?" He asked and though I did not know, I answered positively.
"Yes,"
I mean, he got into a lot of trouble on the way here so of course he would've gotten involved in a fight or two.
"Did they hurt a lot?" He dropped his hand on my head and started stroking my hair softly. It looked like he was trying to comfort me and I accepted it.
"Yes," I sniffed. "They hurt a lot."
"Do you want a hug, Hyung?" He asked and this practically stunned me.
Was this his form of comforting me? I thought he was just going to stroke my hair and be done with it. But it looked like he really wanted to comfort me further with the kind of expression he had on his face.
He didn't look angry but he didn't look happy either. He was somewhere in-between. I'd be arrogant to think he would get mad on my behalf after seeing me cry.
Our connection was not that deep yet. But asking if I wanted a hug? Guess we've gotten somewhere.
"Yes," I nodded. "B-but... I'm not wearing any clothes." I said, lowering my head awkwardly, but he brushed it aside.
"Who cares? It's not like you're dirty." He said. "But if you'd like, I can take mine off as well." He said, but I shook my head, and he hugged me.
The hug was warm. Since he was taller and bigger than me, though not very tall, I rested my head on his shoulder.
This was the first hug I was getting in this dream world and honestly, it was very comforting. It was as if I had finally gotten someone on my side. But I couldn't let my guard down so easily.
"Don't worry about getting hit, Hyung." He patted my back. "Only a barbarian would dare to hit you for making a mistake." He said and I raised my eyebrows at him.
Good, he said it. Not me. They were a bunch of barbarians.
Thankfully, my head was on his shoulder so he did not see my reaction.
"Thank you, Little Min." I said, feeling I had gotten myself a temporary protector till his mood swings kicked in. "I feel much better."
"Then," he grinned and my eyes widened. I quickly raised my head as I felt his hands grabbing my butt cheeks. "Do you want me to bathe you?"
"Absolutely not!" I exclaimed a bit too loudly.
Min-Cheol's eyebrows furrowed and I gulped.
Oh no, did I express my disagreement too strongly?
"I mean, it's not your job to do that. Even if you say otherwise, I'm still someone you bought with your money so just let the maids do the work, please." I said, hoping to reason with him. "I can't have such an esteemed figure doing such low-graded manual labor such as bathing me. Please don't do it."
I said the only reasonable excuses I could think of and I was really at my wits end. Just what was Min-Cheol thinking? He was going to bath me?
Well, it wasn't out of the question since something similar happened in the later part of the novel, but right now... I don't think I can bear having the hands of an Alpha roam my body.
Who knows how this Omega body will react?
Min-Cheol squeezed my butt cheeks a little bit more as if they were fluffy pillows and laughed.
"It's fine, Hyung. I was just teasing you." He said but was still squeezing my butt. "Your butt cheeks are fun to grab though."
"T-thank you," I said, hiding my embarrassed face.
"I don't feel like letting go, though." He chuckled.
But you have to, you creep. How am I going to have my bath if you cling to my butt like that?
Gosh, this was weird. I've never had my butt squeezed like this before and he was relentlessly massaging them.
"Haha, this is fun." He said and I nearly hissed out.
This was only fun for him, I swear. This kid was so weird.
"Alright, alright. I'll stop now." He said and let go, allowing me to sigh in relief. "But I've found a fun hobby now," he smiled. "Let's have fun together, Hyung." He waved as he left the bathroom.
I was grateful that he left the bathroom but... Did this mean he would keep touching my butt? My face flushed in anger just thinking about it.
That crazy...
"We shall continue the bathing now," the maid said and I nodded.
"Yes, please." I said, covering my face.
I've had a really rough morning.