Kapitel 28: Don't Move

Mu Yuze's body tensed for a split second in his embrace, apparently not expecting such a strong reaction from He Juan. The only reason why he did not beat He Juan up on the spot must be because he was holding a drink in his hand. But he still growled out, "Let go."

He Juan abruptly returned to his senses and tore himself away, appalled by his own audacity. What was he thinking, grabbing the omega in broad daylight, one that he had offended the previous day at that?!

No, he was not even thinking, He Juan thought sadly. For some reason, his logical mind seemed to decide that it was the right time to turn itself off whenever he was in Mu Yuze's presence.

He Juan backed away a few more steps for good measure. "I'm so sorry!" He palmed his forehead and let out a pained chuckle. "I was just thinking about how you have left and then you suddenly appeared in front of me and I just couldn't hold myself back—" He Juan choked on his words. Goodness, he should just keep his mouth shut! Ashamed, he offered once again, "I am really sorry, Officer Mu. I didn't mean to…" Hug you? He Juan did not want to apologize for something he did not regret so he could only settle with, "...surprise you like that."

Mu Yuze gave him a cynical look, one that seemed to pierce through the depth of He Juan's mind and caused him to become even more flustered. "Um…" He pointed at the cup in Mu Yuze's hand and asked weakly. "Is that for me?"

Mu Yuze finally tore his eyes away from He Juan to look at his own hand that was still holding the beverage. Then without any preamble, he shoved the drink into He Juan's hands and stalked away.

Stunned, He Juan could only look at the drink and Mu Yuze back and forth. To his delightful surprise, Mu Yuze had chosen a chocolatte which He Juan had always bought for himself after he had completed his regular check-up! This time, He Juan could not hold back the grin on his face as he matched Mu Yuze's steps with his long legs.

"How do you know this is my favorite, Xiao — ah, sorry, Officer Mu?"

Mu Yuze did not deem that worthy of an answer. "Didn't you say you have something to talk about?" They had reached Mu Yuze's car that was parked right in front of the hospital. He pressed the key to unlock the door and tilted his head toward the car.

Oh. Oh right, He Juan could not afford to get distracted. He slurped the chocolatte which felt sweeter than usual and climbed into the shotgun seat beside Mu Yuze, treating it as alcohol for a shot of courage. The cold beverage proved to be a sufficient thing for He Juan to hold onto as he struggled to arrange his thoughts.

It certainly did not help that Mu Yuze looked even more dashing than he did yesterday. Seriously, how could he look so effortlessly gorgeous?

Mu Yuze did not bother to start the car. Instead, he only rolled down the window and propped one arm on it, resting his head on his knuckles. His hair got even more windswept, looking very fluffy and sleek. Out of nowhere, He Juan recalled how soft and silky it was when he raked his fingers across it yesterday… No! Keep your mind out of the gutter, He Juan!

He cleared his throat and decided to start with a safe topic. "Did you get home safely yesterday?"

He did not expect Mu Yuze to answer, "No."

He Juan's eyes flew wide in shock. "N–No…?"

"My heat arrived all of a sudden yesterday and I had to stop on the side of the road to inject myself with a heat suppressor." Mu Yuze did not even look at him as he said in a nonchalant tone. "Three Alphas knocked on my window and asked if I needed some help."

He Juan stared at him in terror, chills running down his spine. Mu Yuze, alone and in heat inside the car. Three Alphas…

He knew perfectly what kind of help an Alpha could offer an omega in heat. When he thought of how those Alpha might have seen Mu Yuze in his most vulnerable state, so pliant and adorable like how he was drunk on He Juan's pheromones yesterday, anger surged up his throat so vividly that he tasted blood on the base of his tongue. He was… utterly livid.

That was such a dangerous situation! An omega in heat would be vulnerable and defenseless. They had to be taken care of and more than that, they needed an Alpha. Had Mu Yuze received their help offer? Had he spent the night with one of the Alphas? Even if he were to refuse, he was still an omega before he was a police officer. If the Alphas forced themselves on him, he would not be able to do anything, he would not be able to defend himself…

He Juan's jaws tightened, his whole body tense like a taut string on the verge of snapping.

He was miffed, yes he fully recognized this feeling now. He was angry at the Alphas who dared to approach Mu Yuze, but at the same time… he was also angry at himself. What was he thinking, sending Mu Yuze away in such a condition?! If anything were to happen to Mu Yuze because of him…

"Then…" He Juan forced out the words through gritted teeth as he struggled to maintain his calm. "What happened next? Did you—" He forgot that he was still holding the plastic cup in his hands. As he was speaking, his fists were slowly clenching in an attempt to compose himself. And as a result, the half-filled cup was crushed completely with the cold liquid splashed all over his sweater, trousers and more importantly, Mu Yuze's leather seat!

"Oh my God!" He Juan gasped in horror as he saw the mess he had caused. "I—I'm so sorry!" Flustered, he tried to make amends but before he could even do anything, Mu Yuze had plucked the crush cup from his hand and deposited it into a mini trash bin under his feet.

Then he grabbed a box of tissue from the glove department and pulled out a thick stack out of it. He was doing it without so much as a change in expression, making it harder for He Juan to discern whether he was angry or not.

Feeling guilty, He Juan reached out to take over the task. "Here, let me—" He promptly choked on his words because Mu Yuze swatted his hand away. Not only that, he also started to dab the wet stain on He Juan's clothes!

He Juan's entire body went still as Mu Yuze wiped the liquid on his trousers — focusing on the most damaged area a.k.a the area around his crotch! Goodness! What kind of sin had he committed to deserve a torture like this?!

He Juan screwed his eyes shut at the devastating visual impact of Mu Yuze's beautiful, long and slender fingers so close to his intimate organ. The light sensation of his touch, skittering across the edge yet not quite touching, was just maddening! He… He couldn't just—augh! After what He Juan had told him yesterday, hadn't he grown some self-preservation at the least?!

"Don't…" He caught Mu Yuze's wrist in a firm grip before he could do any more damage. For example, forcing He Juan to pop a boner right here and now, which sounded extremely horrifying and also very likely to happen. He gritted out in a rough voice. "Don't move."

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