As they stepped out of the house, Jay noticed Liam's grip tighten around his hand. The boy was quiet, his eyes scanning the path ahead as they walked toward the park. Jay tried to make conversation to ease the tension.

"Do you have a favorite game, Liam?" Jay asked, glancing down at him.

Liam shrugged, looking up at Jay. "Not really... I don't play many games."

Jay nodded thoughtfully. "Well, maybe today we can find something fun to do together. When we get to the park, you can choose what we do first."

Liam seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding. "Okay," he said softly, his grip relaxing a little.

The walk to the park was peaceful, the sun filtering through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground. As they reached the park's entrance, Jay noticed how Liam's eyes widened slightly, taking in the sight of the green lawns and playground equipment.

"Here we are," Jay said with a smile, gesturing around. "What do you want to do first? The swings, the slides, or maybe just walk around?"

Liam hesitated, glancing around nervously. "Can we just walk first?"

"Of course," Jay replied, giving Liam's hand a reassuring squeeze. "We can go wherever you like."

They began to walk along one of the park's winding paths, the sound of children playing in the distance. Jay pointed out different flowers and trees, trying to engage Liam in conversation.

"Look, that's a maple tree," Jay said, pointing to a large tree with vibrant leaves. "In the fall, the leaves turn bright red and orange. It's pretty amazing to see."

Liam glanced up at the tree, nodding slightly. "It's nice," he murmured.

As they continued walking, they passed by a small pond where ducks were swimming lazily. Jay knelt down beside Liam, pointing out the ducks. "See those ducks? They come here every year. When I was a kid, I used to feed them with breadcrumbs."

Liam's expression softened a bit as he watched the ducks. "They're cute," he said quietly.

Jay smiled, glad to see Liam starting to relax. "Yeah, they are. Maybe next time we come, we can bring some bread to feed them."

Liam nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "That would be nice."

They continued their walk, eventually making their way to a bench near the playground. Liam sat down, looking around as if trying to take everything in. Jay sat beside him, giving him space to process everything at his own pace.

After a few moments of silence, Liam spoke up. "Jay, do you think things will always be like this?"

Jay looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Like... being alone," Liam said softly, his gaze fixed on the ground. "I don't want to feel alone all the time."

Jay's heart ached at the boy's words. He gently placed a hand on Liam's shoulder. "You're not alone, Liam. You have me now, and I'm not going anywhere. And who knows? Maybe we'll make some new friends, too."

Liam looked up at Jay, his eyes filled with hope and uncertainty. "Really?"

"Really," Jay assured him. "We'll take it one step at a time, okay? You don't have to do everything alone anymore."

Liam nodded, his expression softening. "Thanks, Jay. I'm glad you're here."

Jay smiled warmly. "Me too, Liam. Now, how about we go to that ice cream shop I told you about? I think we've earned a treat."

Liam's face lit up at the mention of ice cream. "Yes, please!"

They got up from the bench and headed toward the ice cream shop just outside the park. As they walked, Jay felt a sense of calm settle over him. It wasn't just about looking after Liam anymore; it was about being there for him, helping him find his way.

As they reached the ice cream shop and Jay watched Liam excitedly choose his flavor, he realized that this moment was as much a gift to himself as it was to the boy beside him. Maybe, just maybe, they could both find what they were looking for together.

As Jay stood in line at the ice cream shop, he kept glancing back to make sure Liam was okay. The boy had been standing by the door, his small hands shoved into his jacket pockets, looking around with a mix of curiosity and caution.

Jay was almost at the front of the line when he noticed a group of kids, around Liam's age, approaching him. They were laughing and talking loudly, clearly excited about something. Jay watched as they stopped in front of Liam, who stiffened slightly, unsure of how to react.

One of the kids, a boy with tousled brown hair, stepped forward. "Hey, do you want to play with us?" he asked, his tone friendly but a bit overconfident.

Liam looked up at the boy, his eyes wide. "Um... I'm just waiting for my friend," he mumbled, glancing nervously toward the ice cream shop.

The boy shrugged. "You can wait and play with us. We're just gonna play tag over there," he said, pointing to an open area near the playground.

Liam hesitated, clearly torn. He wanted to join them, but he wasn't sure if he should. Before he could decide, another kid, a girl with pigtails, chimed in. "Come on, it'll be fun! You can be on our team."

Jay noticed the subtle pressure in their voices and felt a pang of concern. He wanted Liam to make friends, but he also knew the boy wasn't used to this kind of interaction. Jay was just about to step out of line to check on him when he saw Liam slowly nod.

"Okay... I guess I can play," Liam said quietly, his voice barely audible.

The kids cheered and immediately took off toward the grassy area, with Liam following a bit hesitantly. Jay felt his heart clench as he watched Liam try to keep up with the others, his small frame looking even more fragile among the louder, more energetic kids.

Jay quickly paid for the ice cream and hurried out of the shop, carrying the cones in each hand. When he reached the play area, his heart sank. Liam was standing off to the side, looking uncertain, while the other kids were already running around, laughing and shouting. It seemed they had forgotten about Liam, or maybe they didn't know how to include him.

Jay approached Liam slowly, noticing the way the boy's shoulders were slumped, his head down. "Liam," he called softly.

Liam looked up, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "They don't want to play with me," he whispered, his voice cracking.

Jay's heart broke at the sight. He knelt down beside Liam, handing him one of the ice cream cones. "Hey, it's okay. Maybe they're just too caught up in their game to notice. But you know what? You've got me, and I've got ice cream. How about we sit over there and enjoy this together?"

Liam nodded, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand before taking the ice cream cone. Jay led him to a nearby bench, where they sat down together.

As they ate their ice cream in silence, Jay noticed the other kids glancing over at them, but none of them came to apologize or invite Liam back. Jay could feel the tension in Liam, the boy's small body still radiating hurt and disappointment.

"I know it's tough," Jay said after a while, breaking the silence. "Sometimes people can be a bit thoughtless. But it doesn't mean you're not worth their time. You're an amazing kid, Liam. They just don't know you yet."

Liam nodded, still staring at his ice cream. "Do you think I'll ever have friends?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jay's chest tightened. "Of course you will. And until then, you've got me, okay? We're in this together."

Liam looked up at Jay, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "Thanks, Jay," he said softly, his voice wavering.

Jay smiled gently. "Anytime, buddy. Now, how about we finish up here and head back? Maybe we can find something fun to do at home."

Liam nodded, and the two of them sat in companionable silence, finishing their ice cream. As they walked back home, Jay couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of determination. He wasn't going to let Liam feel alone or unwanted. He would be there for him, no matter what.

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Back at the house, Jay and Liam settled in for a quiet afternoon. Jay had planned to let Liam watch some cartoons while he took care of a few chores, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. Liam's earlier encounter with the other kids had left a mark, and Jay could see it in the boy's unusually quiet demeanor.

As they sat on the couch, Liam leaned into Jay's side, his small hand clutching Jay's shirt. "Jay, can we play a game?" Liam asked suddenly, his voice small and uncertain.

Jay smiled, glad to see Liam trying to reach out. "Sure, buddy. What game do you want to play?"

Liam hesitated, his eyes flickering with an idea before he whispered, "Can we play hide and seek?"

Jay chuckled. "Hide and seek? I haven't played that in ages. But why not? You hide, and I'll come find you, okay?"

Liam nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. He quickly scrambled off the couch and ran out of the room to find a hiding spot. Jay counted to twenty, giving Liam plenty of time to hide, then got up to start searching.

Jay checked all the usual places—behind the curtains, under the table, even in the bathroom. But Liam was nowhere to be found. Just as Jay was about to call out to him, he noticed something odd. The door to Heeseung's study was slightly ajar, which was strange since it was usually locked.

Curious, Jay pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, with heavy curtains drawn across the windows. Jay's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness, and he spotted Liam crouched in a corner, his back to the door.

"There you are!" Jay called out softly, expecting Liam to turn around with a giggle. But instead, Liam remained still, his shoulders tense.

Jay frowned, stepping closer. "Liam? Is everything okay?"

Liam turned around slowly, and Jay felt a chill run down his spine. The boy's eyes were wide, but not with fear—there was something else there, something deeper and more unsettling. In Liam's small hands was an old, leather-bound book. The cover was worn, and the pages were yellowed with age.

"Where did you find that?" Jay asked, trying to keep his voice calm.

Liam glanced down at the book, then back up at Jay. "It was under the desk. I... I just wanted to see what it was."

Jay knelt beside Liam, gently taking the book from his hands. "It's okay, Liam. But some books are private. We should probably leave this one here."

Before Jay could close the book, something caught his eye—a strange, swirling symbol on the open page. It looked almost like a diagram, with intricate lines and shapes that seemed to pulse with energy. Jay felt an odd sense of familiarity, like he had seen this symbol before, though he couldn't quite place where.

"What is it, Jay?" Liam asked, his voice curious but tinged with apprehension.

Jay shook his head, trying to shake off the strange feeling. "I'm not sure, but I think it's something important. Let's put it back, and maybe we can ask Heeseung about it later."

Liam nodded, though Jay could see the reluctance in his eyes. He carefully closed the book and slid it back under the desk, where it had been hidden.

As they left the study, Jay couldn't shake the unease that had settled in his gut. Something about that book, about the symbol, felt off. But he didn't want to worry Liam, not when the boy was finally starting to open up to him.

The rest of the afternoon passed quietly, but Jay's mind kept drifting back to the study and the strange book. That evening, as he prepared dinner, he heard the front door open. Heeseung had returned.

Jay felt a mix of emotions—nervousness, tension, and something else he couldn't quite name. Heeseung walked into the kitchen, his expression as cold and unreadable as ever.

"How was your day?" Heeseung asked, his tone polite but distant.

Jay glanced up from the stove, trying to gauge Heeseung's mood. "It was good. Liam and I played some games and then watched a movie."

Heeseung nodded, his gaze shifting to Liam, who was sitting at the table, drawing. "And did he behave?"

Jay hesitated for a moment, then decided to mention the study. "He did, but... we found a book in your study. Liam stumbled upon it while hiding during our game of hide and seek."

Heeseung's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything at first. After a long pause, he simply said, "I see. Well, let's keep him out of that room from now on. There are things in there that a child doesn't need to see."

Jay nodded, feeling the weight of Heeseung's words. There was something more to this, something Heeseung wasn't saying. The tension in the room was palpable, and Jay could feel his pulse quicken.

As they sat down to dinner, Jay couldn't help but glance at Heeseung, trying to read his expression. But Heeseung remained as inscrutable as ever, his focus on Liam, who was happily eating his food.

The evening passed in an uneasy silence, with Jay's mind racing over what he had seen in the study. Heeseung had always been a mystery, but now Jay was starting to see just how deep that mystery went.

And as the night drew on, Jay couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake by getting involved in this household. Something told him that the book was just the beginning—and that whatever secrets Heeseung was hiding, they were far more dangerous than Jay had ever imagined.

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The next evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, orange glow over the estate, Jay found himself lingering by the kitchen window, lost in thought. His mind was still troubled by the events of the previous day—the strange book, the unsettling encounter with Heeseung, and the growing sense that something was off in this household.

He was startled out of his reverie by the sound of footsteps approaching. Jay turned to see Heeseung entering the kitchen, his expression as cold and distant as ever. Without a word, Heeseung handed Jay an envelope. Jay took it, his fingers brushing against the smooth paper. He knew immediately what it was—his salary.

"Here's your payment," Heeseung said, his voice devoid of emotion. "I've doubled it, as promised."

Jay nodded, feeling a mix of relief and discomfort. "Thank you," he replied, his voice quiet. Heeseung's gaze lingered on him for a moment longer than necessary, as if he were sizing him up, then turned to leave without another word.

As Heeseung exited the room, Jay noticed Sunghoon standing near the door, his usual confident grin in place. Sunghoon had finished up with Liam for the day and was preparing to head out.

"Hey, Jay," Sunghoon called out, his tone casual but with a hint of something more. "I'm thinking of hitting up a club tonight. You should come with me."

Jay blinked in surprise, not expecting the invitation. "A club?"

"Yeah, it'll be fun," Sunghoon replied, his grin widening. "I don't really want to go alone, and besides, it's a great place to blow off some steam. You might even find an omega to keep you company."

Jay hesitated. The idea of going out and having some fun was tempting—he hadn't done anything like that in ages. But the thought of being in a crowded club, surrounded by strangers, made him uneasy.

Sunghoon must have sensed his hesitation because he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Come on, Jay. You've been working hard. You deserve a break. Plus, who knows? Maybe tonight's the night you'll meet someone special."

Jay chuckled despite himself. "You make it sound so easy."

Sunghoon shrugged, his grin never fading. "It can be if you just let loose a little. Trust me, it'll be fun."

Jay considered the offer, weighing the pros and cons. On one hand, he could use a break from the tension that had been building up in his life. On the other hand, the idea of mingling with a bunch of Alphas and Omegas he didn't know was daunting. But Sunghoon's enthusiasm was infectious, and Jay found himself nodding.

"Alright," Jay agreed, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I'll go with you."

Sunghoon clapped him on the back, clearly pleased. "That's the spirit! We'll have a great time, I promise. Let's meet at the entrance in an hour?"

"Sure," Jay replied, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

As Sunghoon left to prepare, Jay stayed behind in the kitchen, his thoughts spinning. He wasn't sure what the night would bring, but part of him was looking forward to it. Maybe Sunghoon was right—maybe it was time to let loose and have a little fun.

But as he prepared for the night out, Jay couldn't shake the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. Something told him that this night, like everything else in his life lately, wouldn't be as simple as it seemed.

Jay's mind was a haze of need as he followed the intoxicating scent. It was as though every instinct in his body had been reignited, pulling him towards the source like a magnet. His usually composed thoughts were consumed by a singular, primal drive: find the Omega.

He pushed through the crowd, his heightened senses zeroing in on that sweet, alluring smell. It wasn't the first time Jay had felt this way, but it had been so long since he'd allowed himself to give in to such base desires. Now, he felt like a predator on the hunt, every step bringing him closer to his prey.

The Omega was on the dance floor, his movements erratic, betraying the turmoil of his body as he fought against the heat that was overtaking him. Jay watched from a distance, his eyes darkening with the dominance that surged within him. He felt powerful, more alive than he had in ages, as though he was finally reclaiming the Alpha status that had seemed to slip through his fingers in recent years.

Suddenly, the Omega clutched his stomach, his face contorting in pain and need. He hurried off the dance floor, trying to escape the throng of people and find somewhere to hide. Jay followed closely behind, his pulse quickening with every step.

The Omega made his way to the second floor, where the noise from the club below was muted and the atmosphere was more isolated. Jay's lips curled into a smirk as he realized no one ever came up here; it was the perfect place for what he intended.

The Omega barely made it to the bathroom door before Jay closed the distance between them. In one swift motion, Jay grabbed him, spinning the Omega around and pinning him against the wall. The Omega gasped, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and something else—something that only fueled Jay's desires further.

Jay's smirk deepened as he pressed closer, feeling the Omega's shivering form beneath his grip. "You're not running away this time," Jay murmured, his voice dripping with the dark satisfaction of finally asserting his dominance. His heart pounded in his chest, his body thrumming with the adrenaline of the chase and the victory he was savoring.

The Omega whimpered, his scent growing even stronger as the heat within him intensified. Jay could see the struggle in his eyes—the desire to escape warring with the instinct to submit. The sight sent a thrill through Jay, making him feel like an Alpha again, like the powerful, commanding presence he had always thought he should be.

Jay's hands slid down the Omega's sides, gripping his waist firmly. He could feel the tension in the Omega's body, the trembling that signaled both fear and need. Leaning in, Jay inhaled deeply, the scent of strawberries overwhelming his senses. It was intoxicating, pushing him closer to the edge of control.

But just as he was about to give in completely, a flicker of something else crossed the Omega's face—panic, perhaps, or desperation. Jay hesitated, his grip loosening slightly as he searched the Omega's eyes. The thrill of the hunt was still there, but now it was mixed with something more complicated, a faint whisper of doubt that crept into his mind.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Jay could feel the Omega's rapid heartbeat, hear his ragged breaths. He was so close to crossing the line, to taking what he wanted without any regard for the consequences. But that hesitation lingered, a tiny voice in the back of his mind reminding him of the last time he'd been in this situation, of the regrets that had followed.

The Omega's lips trembled as he whispered, "Please... don't."

Jay's eyes darkened with the rush of dominance surging through his veins. He pressed the Omega harder against the wall, feeling the heat radiating from his trembling body. The hesitation that had flickered briefly in his mind vanished as the Omega's scent overwhelmed him, clouding his thoughts with need.

The Omega whimpered again, but this time it was different. The fear that had been there before was giving way to something else, something that Jay recognized instantly. The Omega was in heat, and his body was responding to the Alpha standing before him, despite the initial panic.

Jay's grip on the Omega's waist tightened as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the Omega's ear. "What's your name?" he whispered, his voice low and filled with the raw edge of desire.

The Omega's breathing hitched, his head tilting back slightly as he tried to regain control of himself. "J-Jungwon," he finally breathed out, his voice shaky but laced with the unmistakable longing that only heat could bring.

"Jungwon," Jay repeated, the name rolling off his tongue as he felt the Omega's body soften under his touch. "And I am Jay" he said and the way Jungwon responded to him, the way his scent intensified, was driving Jay wild. The initial pursuit had been thrilling, but now, with the Omega practically melting against him, it was something else entirely—something that made Jay feel like the Alpha he always knew he could be.

Jungwon's hands slowly moved up to clutch at Jay's shoulders, his fingers digging in as he tried to steady himself. His eyes fluttered closed, his lips parting as soft, breathy moans escaped him, the heat pushing him further into the need for the Alpha in front of him.

Jay smirked, his lips grazing against Jungwon's neck as he inhaled the intoxicating scent that was now laced with undeniable desire. He could feel Jungwon's body giving in, welcoming his touch, craving it.

"You like this, don't you?" Jay murmured, his voice a mix of teasing and dominance. He felt Jungwon's slight nod against his cheek, and it only fueled him more.

Jungwon's whimpers turned into soft moans as Jay's hands roamed down his sides, exploring the curves of his body with a possessiveness that was unmistakable. The Omega's heat had taken over, making him pliant, eager for the Alpha's touch. Every sound, every movement from Jungwon was like a signal, urging Jay to continue, to take what was being offered so willingly.

As Jay's lips trailed down to Jungwon's collarbone, the Omega arched into him, his body pressing even closer. "Please," Jungwon whispered, the plea escaping before he could stop it. The heat was unbearable now, and all he could think about was the Alpha in front of him, the one who was finally giving him the attention his body so desperately craved.

Jay's smirk widened, his hands gripping Jungwon's hips as he pinned him even tighter against the wall. "You're mine tonight, Jungwon," he growled, feeling the surge of dominance course through him like a wave. The Omega was lost in his heat, and Jay was more than ready to be the one to sate that need, to assert his control and finally feel like the Alpha he had been longing to be.

Jay's heart pounded in his chest as he took in the sight of Jungwon, who was trembling in anticipation. The Omega's breath came in shallow, desperate gasps as Jay leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of Jungwon's neck. The smell of his heat was intoxicating, driving Jay's instincts into overdrive.

With a deep growl, Jay slid his hand down Jungwon's body, his fingers tracing over the Omega's trembling sides. He pressed his hips against Jungwon's, feeling the heat radiating from him. Jungwon's moans grew louder, his body arching into Jay's touch, silently begging for more.

"You're so eager," Jay murmured against Jungwon's ear, his voice dripping with dominance. He could feel the Omega's desperation, the way his body responded to every touch. It was as if Jungwon was made for him, the perfect match to his Alpha instincts.

Jay's hand slid lower, teasing the hem of Jungwon's shirt before slipping underneath, his fingers grazing over the smooth skin of the Omega's stomach. Jungwon shivered, his eyes fluttering closed as he leaned into the touch, his body surrendering to the Alpha's will.

"Jay, please," Jungwon whispered, his voice barely audible but filled with need. The heat was becoming unbearable, and the only thing that mattered was the Alpha in front of him.

Jay's lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he slowly lifted Jungwon's shirt, exposing more of his skin. He kissed down Jungwon's neck, his teeth grazing over the sensitive flesh, drawing a soft gasp from the Omega. The sound only spurred Jay on, his desire to claim Jungwon growing stronger with every passing second.

He pressed Jungwon tighter against the wall, his hand moving lower, exploring the curve of the Omega's waist before dipping down to his hips. Jungwon whimpered, his hands clutching at Jay's shoulders for support as his knees began to weaken.

"You belong to me tonight," Jay growled, his voice thick with possessiveness. He could feel the Omega's body responding to him, the heat making Jungwon pliant, desperate for more of the Alpha's touch.

Without hesitation, Jay pulled Jungwon's hips towards him, grinding against him in a way that made the Omega cry out in pleasure. The sound was music to Jay's ears, a confirmation of the power he held over Jungwon in this moment.

Jungwon's hands moved up to tangle in Jay's hair, pulling him closer as their lips met in a heated kiss. The Omega's lips were soft and warm, and Jay took control of the kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of Jungwon's mouth. The taste of him was intoxicating, making Jay's blood boil with desire.

The kiss grew more intense, their breaths mingling as Jay's hands continued to explore Jungwon's body. He could feel the Omega's heart racing, his pulse quickening under the Alpha's touch. Every moan, every gasp that escaped Jungwon's lips only made Jay want him more, to claim him fully and make him his.

The second floor would have been filled with emptiness and loneliness if the music under did not play loud. The heavy beats of the music were covering the most of the sounds occuring on the second floor.

Jungwon's moans were filled in whole bathroom as he was being bumped inside by Jay's huge c0ck right on the sink. His hands were thrown behind right on the mirror that was showing beautiful back features of the omega. His head was thrown back and his moans were almost cracked as he was left breathless by the alpha.

Jay on the other hand enjoyed the view and the sensation. It was already the second round as he explored little omega's tight walls that were handling him so well.

"Fuck !! " He groaned in pleasure as he was about to finish what he was doing. He felt Omega's liquid under slowly coming down as he was almost done as well.

"Jay I—..." Jungwon hissed in pain as he was about to reach his climax for the second time.

"Same Omega" breathed out Jay and grabbed Jungwon 's one leg as he lifted it up, laying Jungwon on the sink roughly as he found better angle to make his thrusts sloppier and more rough.

Jungwon was crying in mess, he liked the way Jay was holding his one leg upwards and kissing his chest leaving more hickeys over and over.

Some seconds later they both reached their second climax of the night. Jungwon released all over Jay's tights and Jay deep inside Jungwon.

As they were finished, they were both trying to control their breath. Jay pulled out his c0ck from omega's enterence and looked at him in a desperate way. But something was off again.

As he looked at sweated omega he noticed the omega was crying slowly. The realisation hit his head when he realized he had done it with a virgin. The way he was rough with him and had no mercy for him to breath at least two seconds made him feel like a monster. He even was already afraid to ask how old Jungwon was.

He slowly put on back his pants and helped the omega do the same.

Swallowing hard, Jay turned to Jungwon, his voice soft but laced with concern. "Jungwon... how do you feel?"

Jungwon remained silent for a moment, his eyes still closed, his body trembling slightly. Jay's heart sank further, fearing the worst. He reached out hesitantly, his hand hovering over Jungwon's shoulder before finally resting there, offering what little comfort he could.

"I... I don't know," Jungwon finally whispered, his voice barely audible. He opened his eyes, turning to look at Jay with a mixture of confusion and vulnerability. "It... it hurt at first, but then..." His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he looked away, unable to finish his sentence.

Jay's heart ached as he watched Jungwon struggle with his emotions. He had taken something from him—something precious that couldn't be undone. The thought of causing Jungwon any pain made Jay feel sick to his core.

"I'm sorry," Jay whispered, his voice heavy with regret. "I shouldn't have... I should've controlled myself. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Jungwon looked up at Jay, his eyes searching for answers. "Why did you do this? I mean, we barely know each other. I wasn't prepared for any of this."

Jay sighed heavily, struggling to find the right words. "I don't have a good excuse. I've been feeling lost lately, and when I saw you, I... I don't know. I got carried away. It's not an excuse, but I'm really sorry for how things turned out."

Jungwon nodded slowly, taking in Jay's words. "I guess I didn't think this through either. I was just caught up in the moment."

The silence between them was thick with tension and regret. Jay felt a deep sense of guilt, knowing that he had crossed a line with someone he barely knew.

"I didn't mean to take advantage of you," Jay said earnestly. "You deserve more than this, and I hope you can forgive me for what happened."

Jungwon's expression softened slightly, though he still looked uneasy. "I understand. It was a mistake, but I guess we both got caught up in it. I'm just trying to make sense of it all."

Jay nodded, his heart heavy with regret. He knew that their interaction had been anything but ideal, and the road ahead would be complicated. But for now, he wanted to make amends and offer some reassurance.

"If you need anything," Jay said gently, "if you want to talk or need help with anything, just let me know. I'll do whatever I can to make things right."

Jungwon gave a small, hesitant nod. "Thanks. I appreciate that. I just need some time to process everything."

As they both sat in the quiet bathroom, the reality of their situation settled in. The night had taken an unexpected turn, and the consequences of their actions would linger. Jay's regret was palpable, but he hoped that, in time, they could both find a way to move forward from this confusing and unsettling experience.

"You...can leave now" Jungwon said quietly as he was buttoning his shirt back.

Jay widened his eyes and grabbed Jungwon's pants from the floor "What ? I cannot leave you like this ! Are you able—"

"Walk? Oh yes I can" he said ironically and grabbed the pants rudely from Jay. He put on them and jumped off the sink with a moan as he wasn't prepared for standing again. He slowly left the bathroom leaving Jay all alone.