CHAPTER 29: NEGOTIATION

GARAM listened to Song Sihyuk’s grand plan to reveal his identity to Oh Hyunju and his proxy.

But, to be honest, it wasn’t his style.

"And make sure you get yourself checked first before we have sex," Garam said firmly. "I’m a virgin, you’re not."

"We only show ourselves to the public if we want to. But if we wish to remain hidden, we can do so. No matter how active a chaebol’s nightlife is, the public wouldn’t know. We’re good at hiding our shit."

I wonder what perfume Sihyuk Hyung uses.

"2.5 weeks and it’s final, Hyung."

"Oh. The shaman who cursed you is dead?" Garam looked at his husband suspiciously. "You didn’t kill the shaman, did you?"

Anyway, Song Sihyuk stopped him when he was about to get out of his fancy car.

Garam rolled his eyes, and then he changed the topic. "Hyung, is Mija going to stay with you from now on?"

That he could agree with.

"You really have a death wish, huh?"

Garam then shut his eyes tight and pulled Song Sihyuk’s collar until their lips literally bumped against each other quite forcefully.

This hyung doesn’t have a concept of personal space, does he?

***

The Alpha was planning to take Garam as his date to his exclusive welcome party.

This hyung can really read my mind.

Tsk.

"Okay."

Hyung is so close that I’m being intoxicated by his scent.

"Do I look like someone who brings my partners to cheap places?"

Actually, he wasn’t really listening to the Alpha.

"So demanding."

"That’s proof that you’re the real wife of the real Song Sihyuk," the Alpha said, ignoring Garam’s question. "No one can replace you, Garam."

Song Sihyuk, on the other hand, laughed at how messy it was.

Since Sihyuk Hyung has just returned to Korea, he’s planning to throw a party to let the elites of this country know that he’s back.

"That’s the new and improved version," Song Sihyuk explained. "You can’t stop taking them, Garam-ah. After all, you need to keep your end of the bargain."

"Of course not," Song Sihyuk said, scoffing. "She died from a heart attack. It was caused by overusing her divine power. As the other shamans have said, using a curse as an ability is literally deadly for the user."

"Not really," Garam said, grabbing Song Sihyuk by the arm. "Let’s talk outside, Sihyuk-ssi. I don’t want Mija to wake up because of our voices."

"Fine, whatever you say."

Garam thought the end with Song Sihyuk had already ended after the Alpha drove him home.

"Then what is?"

"You don’t look pleased by my plan, brat," Song Sihyuk asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Why? This is your chance to get your sweet revenge. Imagine the faces that the Omega kid and my proxy would make once we make our grand entrance in front of hundreds of people."

"It doesn’t matter— and it’s better safe than sorry."

He didn’t have the energy to question the Alpha, so he just gave him his hand.

Song Sihyuk let out a long sigh. "Can I at least get a kiss tonight?"

Fortunately, Song Sihyuk followed him quietly.

"Garam-ah, just looking at you already entertains me," Song Sihyuk said, ruffling Garam’s hair. "If you’re hoping I’ll get bored of you and throw you away soon, then I’m sorry— you’re the one who’s going to end up disappointed."

But he signed up for it willingly, so he must keep his end of the bargain.

Tsk.

"Yes. Our previous shaman took her in because of her divine power. But since Shaman Sangmin is dead now, our family decided to take care of Mija."

"I see," Garam said casually. After all, he didn’t really care about the shaman. His only concern was the child. "You’re going to take good care of the child, right?"

Oops.

"Yep," Song Sihyuk confirmed. "Garam-ah, I can tell you don’t know anything about watches. That’s fine. You just have to know that only the two of us have these watches in the entire world."

"Can I go home now, Sihyuk-ssi?"

"Garam-ah, I promise the public won’t know about your relationship with me."

Fine, let’s be realistic now.

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"It’s not the problem, Sihyuk-ssi."

"I’ll tell you a day in advance when it’s time, Hyung," Garam said, sighing. "I want you to prepare a fancy hotel suite, then. Even if we’re not a real couple, I won’t give up my virginity in a cheap place. At least, I want my first time to be comfortable."

"I’m a boring person, Sihyuk-ssi. If you’re looking for fun, then I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed in me."

But when they sat on the sofa in the living room...

"Good," Song Sihyuk said, extending his hand to him. "Give me your hand first."

"I know. So, how long should I wait?"

"Uh, one year?"

I thought Hyung had already forgotten about it. But I see that he’s still the same horny dog that he was five years ago.

Garam pouted, slightly annoyed that Song Sihyuk kept touching his face. "Don’t be jealous of a child, you petty ahjussi."

"Hyung, I’m a Beta," Garam said carefully. "My body isn’t built to accommodate Alphas the way Omegas are. So, you have to give me ample time to prepare for our first night."

"Hyung, I don’t think people in their right mind would want to take my place anyway."

"Of course. She’s now an asset to the SG Group."

"I know. Like I said earlier, I just sent the divorce papers and those miracle pills to lure you out. It worked, didn’t it?"

"Garam-ah, are you listening?"

"Can I come and visit Mija?"

I just know that it’s expensive since it’s from Sihyuk Hyung.

"Thank you, Hyung..." Garam trailed off when he saw the watch that Song Sihyuk was wearing. "Oh. It’s a couple watch."

Garam shook his head.

"I’m handsome."

"Call me ’hyung’ first. You’re done sulking now, aren’t you?"

"Is she an orphan?"

Yes, he allowed him to drive him home after his contract husband assured him that his bodyguards had already secured the area around the apartment complex where his dorm was. Hence, he didn’t have to worry about the reporters catching him with a chaebol.

"Aigooya."

"Do you want to die?"

Garam gulped hard.

"Then... three months?"

Garam silently accepted the fancy paper bag that Song Sihyuk handed to him, and then he checked what was inside. "Oh." He lifted his head and looked at his contract husband. "Are these miracle pills? The bottle looks different."

After all, Song Sihyuk sat close to Garam even though the sofa was big enough for at least six grown adults.

He then dragged his contract husband out of the child’s bedroom.

"It’s just a kiss," Garam said. He was shy, but he knew acting like that would only make Song Sihyuk tease him more. So, he acted tough by grabbing the Alpha by the collar— obviously surprising his partner. "Not a big deal."

"Aigooya. My little brat is really smart, isn’t he?"

"Hyung, that’s the bare minimum."

"Are you worried about getting our photos leaked to the public?" Song Sihyuk asked, his fingers already playing with Garam’s hair. "Don’t worry about that, Garam-ah. Have you ever seen a chaebol’s picture getting leaked while they were enjoying a private party?"

Hmm?

"So what? I prefer a boring life over a dramatic one."

Well, it was pretty.

Song Sihyuk just laughed, and then he brought Garam’s hand near his lips. "Garam-ah, I’m back," he said, and then he placed a kiss on Garam’s knuckles without breaking eye contact. "You haven’t forgotten that we need to consummate our marriage, have you?"

"But that’s boring."

"Sassy as usual, aren’t we? You’re really cute, Garam-ah."

Thank goodness.

"Yeah. My parents are now her official guardian."

***

"Oh, so this watch is like... customized? Is that the right term?"

If I say six months, this hyung will throw a tantrum.

"You’re really bad for my ego, brat."

"So obedient," Song Sihyuk teased him while putting on a watch around his wrist. "It looks pretty on you, as expected."

The child fell asleep on the sofa earlier.

"Here."

"Yes."

"Yah. I didn’t sleep with anyone for the past five years. I’ve almost become a monk, you know?"

"You’re welcome to my house anytime," Song Sihyuk said, playfully grabbing Garam’s face and squeezing his cheeks. "I should be your top priority and not some random kid, you brat."

To be fair, he was hoping Song Sihyuk would grow tired of him soon.

Come to think of it, it’s already late at night. I haven’t told the kids that I’d be late, so they’re probably waiting for me at the dorm.

Garam rolled his eyes. "Yes, Hyung."

"Fine. Let’s just have dinner with those bastards," Song Sihyuk said while gently pinching Garam’s cheeks as if he were having cuteness aggression. "Happy wife, happy life. Right?"

Blood.

"And you have to prepare, Hyung. We’re not doing it raw."

But I know it won’t happen until he gets a taste of me.

It was definitely an expensive perfume that only the elite could afford.

Song Sihyuk really smelled good.

He was busy tucking Mija in bed, after all.

"I just don’t like parties in general," Garam said bluntly. "And I don’t like drama. Can’t we just have a dinner with Oh Hyunju and your proxy? That will do the job."

Tsk.

"It seems like I have to teach you everything, brat."

"Huh? For real?"

That was how Garam’s first kiss tasted like.

"Don’t be upset, Hyung. What’s wrong with having safe sex?"

Garam stared at the watch.

But he had no interest in watches, so his opinion ended there.

"WAIT."

"What the fuck is ’2.5’ weeks?"

"This brat..."

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