Chapter 48: Snatching Phone

Chapter 48: Grabbing the Phone

Yuan Shiyuan signed his name in the corner of the contract, officially becoming Silence's global spokesperson.

A huge weight finally lifted from Pierre's heart. He rose joyfully, opening his arms to embrace Yuan Shiyuan.

"This is wonderful!" His voice brimmed with irrepressible excitement. As his tall nose brushed against Yuan Shiyuan's soft pink hair, he subtly inhaled his scent.

Yuan Shiyuan returned the hug. "It's my honor to collaborate with Silence."

When they parted, Pierre still felt the other's warmth clinging to him, along with a faint fragrance.

Pierre discreetly sniffed himself and quickly realized it wasn't his imagination—he was covered in Yuan Shiyuan's scent.

"Do you have time this afternoon?" he asked gently. "We could start by filming the endorsement advertisement. The shopping mall screens and offline counters have already been arranged—we can put them up as soon as the shoot is done…"

"I know it's a bit sudden, but I really can't wait."

"I'm available," Yuan Shiyuan replied with a smile. "Mr. Pierre, see you this afternoon."

Yuan Shiyuan and Zhuang He escorted Pierre to his car. Returning to the office entrance, Yuan Shiyuan spotted a familiar Omega.

The Omega's face flushed bright red the moment he saw Yuan Shiyuan. He approached with small, hesitant steps, looked up, and called out, "Shi Yuan-ge."

"Thank you so much for last time. My heat came on suddenly—if you hadn't helped me, the consequences would have been unthinkable." He lowered his head in shame. "I'm sorry for what I did to you then."

Zhuang He was taken aback. "Huh? What 'bad thing'?"

He looked alert. "What did you do to our Shi Yuan?"

The Omega's face turned even redder. He stammered, too embarrassed to explain.

His manager stepped in to help: "Anyway, we're truly grateful to Shi Yuan. You're both S-rank, so your compatibility must be quite high under normal circumstances. At the time, his heat was intense, and the pheromones were very strong, but Shi Yuan still resisted the urge to mark him… Thank you so much!"

"It was nothing," Yuan Shiyuan said softly. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better," the Omega nodded, then asked cautiously, "What about you? You went to the hospital before…"

"I'm doing alright too," Yuan Shiyuan smiled, thinking, *It was just a secondary differentiation—now I'm the same secondary gender as you.*

"You don't need to worry about it or thank me specially. Any Alpha would have done the same." Yuan Shiyuan offered a reassuring smile. "I just did what I should."

The Omega looked at Yuan Shiyuan in wonder.

Having been in the entertainment industry for years, he had encountered many Alphas who publicly preached "respect for Omegas" but acted entirely differently in private.

That day, he had been so overwhelmed he lost control, even pressing himself against Yuan Shiyuan… Yet Yuan Shiyuan had resisted the urge to mark him and remained gentle throughout.

Knowing that Yuan Shiyuan had plans for the afternoon, they didn't keep him long.

The Omega watched intently as Yuan Shiyuan's figure receded, murmuring, "He really is different from other Alphas."

His heart felt as if it had been struck, thrown off balance. Only when that pink-haired figure disappeared around the corridor did he begin to regret it.

*I should have talked to Shi Yuan-ge a bit more just now.*

At the corner of the corridor, Yuan Shiyuan paused. "Brother Zhuang, I'll head back to the dorm first to replenish my pheromone extract."

"That's a good idea," Zhuang He agreed. "The shooting location will be busy and chaotic—better to prepare in advance. You always think ahead."

Yuan Shiyuan was very meticulous, always making sure to reapply his pheromone extract regularly in crowded settings. In the afternoon, while shooting the endorsement ad, he would inevitably have to change clothes and take off his pants repeatedly, and his scent gland would get rubbed constantly.

That alone was troublesome enough. But if someone were to smell the Omega pheromones on his scent gland, it would be a real problem.

On his way back to the dorm, Yuan Shiyuan sent Bo Jin a message: *Are you in the dorm? I'm on my way back now.*

Bo Jin: *Yes.*

Bo Jin: *Perfect timing, I brought you some supplements.*

*Supplements? Do I look that weak?*

Yuan Shiyuan: *Oh, no need.*

Bo Jin: *Then wanna go?*

Yuan Shiyuan: *?*

Bo Jin: *I'll take you shopping for clothes. Maybe catch a movie and get something to eat too.*

Yuan Shiyuan pushed open the dorm door, his tall frame leaning casually against the wall. One hand held his phone, the other propped on his elbow, as if he found the situation amusing. "What, you think we're on a date or something?"

Bo Jin was taken aback, not sure which word made his heart beat faster: "What did you say?"

*A date?*

"Wasn't that your idea? Seeing a movie and eating out." Yuan Shiyuan shut the door firmly. "It's broad daylight, and you're already getting into character?"

"Try-hard much?"

Bo Jin: "…"

So Yuan Shiyuan meant it was practice for an audition.

"Not getting into character." Bo Jin stood up and pulled a paper bag from the drawer. "These are oral supplements."

He paused, giving Yuan Shiyuan an awkward look, as if weighing his words. After a moment, he added, "I consulted experts at the lab. They said low same-sex pheromones indicate kidney problems. I had them prepare some supplements. Remember to take them."

*So that's the kind of supplement he meant.*

Yuan Shiyuan was incredulous: "You think I have kidney damage, affecting my sexual function, so you want me to 'supplement'?"

"Pretty much." Bo Jin had done his research. "Alphas who hold back forced ruts too hard can indeed experience disorientation, passing out, impaired marking, and other functional issues."

Yuan Shiyuan's symptoms—disorientation, fainting—matched almost perfectly.

"Really, it's not that." Yuan Shiyuan didn't know how to explain. "My functions are perfectly fine."

Yuan Shiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed. No wonder, the moment he stepped into the office, all the members had looked at him strangely, with a hesitant, almost pitying expression, as if afraid to bruise his pride.

So they all suspected he had… erectile dysfunction, or lack of strength.

"My marking function is perfectly fine." Yuan Shiyuan flopped down boldly on Bo Jin's bed. "If you don't believe me, you can check for yourself."

*Check? How?*

Bo Jin glanced at his slim build. "Never mind."

Just the response he expected.

Bo Jin really is the most reliable Alpha, not even wanting to get close to someone of the same sex. Being with Bo Jin, Yuan Shiyuan doesn’t need to worry at all about unwanted advances.

"Forget it, just leave the supplements on my desk. I’ll drink them when I have time. Thank you for being so concerned about my sex drive."

Yuan Shiyuan unzipped his backpack and pulled out a pheromone extract—as luck would have it, it was extracted from Bo Jin.

As he moved, he bent slightly at the waist, causing the hem of his shirt to ride up and reveal a slender, pale sliver of waist.

Further down were a pair of long, straight legs. Even though they were currently hidden beneath loose pants, Bo Jin could reconstruct them perfectly from memory and imagination.

He calmly averted his gaze and asked casually, "Going to film the endorsement this afternoon?"

"Yes."

"I’ll go with you."

"Sure."

It wasn’t just Bo Jin—ideally, all the S-rank members of the group would come along with him.

That way, if he wanted to smell pheromones, he could have some variety.

"I’m going to use the bathroom." Yuan Shiyuan took the pheromone extract and a cotton swab and headed to the restroom. To be safe, he turned on the ventilation system before taking off his pants.

Leaning against the wall, Yuan Shiyuan carefully lifted his right foot and applied the damp pheromone extract to his gland with the cotton swab.

The cotton swab had a rough texture, but the gland was exceptionally delicate and soft. The cool sensation of the pheromone extract, combined with the gentle rubbing and swiping back and forth, sent tingling, electric sensations shooting through him. Yuan Shiyuan soon found it hard to stay upright.

"Haah…"

Yuan Shiyuan couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp. He temporarily stopped applying the pheromone extract and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. His calves trembled slightly, and a mix of sweat and pheromone extract trickled down between his thighs, forming a winding wet trail before splattering into tiny droplets on the tiled floor.

At that moment, Yuan Shiyuan abruptly glanced forward, toward the mirror.

The mirror clearly reflected his current state. He stood on one foot in the corner, the other leg lifted high. Thanks to his flexible body, the mirror even captured the position of his gland.

Pink hair clung messily to his flushed cheeks. His face and collarbones were tinged with an enticing pink, and even the tips of his ears were dyed a vibrant rose color.

Yuan Shiyuan himself was taken aback.

*Why did his expression look so… strange?*

The ventilation system hummed loudly, enough to drown out most sounds.

Outside the dorm, Bo Jin was completely unaware of the commotion in the bathroom.

He suddenly remembered that his ship with Yuan Shiyuan was the least popular, ranking at the bottom, and had even been disparaged by Jiang Heng as a "weird fetish."

A faint scent drifted through the air, making Bo Jin increasingly agitated. He picked up his phone and searched for their ship forum, determined to see what was going on.

He wanted to find out exactly where things had gone wrong.

Their ship forum had a decent number of members, but compared to other ships, it was clearly lacking, with the lowest daily activity. Very few people created content, and the number of fanfics and fanart was pitifully small.

Bo Jin created a burner account and proceeded to like every post on the front page.

Before long, someone sent him a private message.

"Seeking Little Beauty to Favor Brother Huo: Holy crap, I finally found a fellow shipper! Should we follow each other? We can share good content we find!"

*Are fans always this enthusiastic?*

Bo Jin didn’t know how to respond and wasn’t good at chatting, but he didn’t want to dampen the fan’s enthusiasm, so he replied, "Okay."

When Bo Jin and the fan followed each other, he also saw the reposts on the fan’s profile—all fanfics, fanart, and edited videos of them.

He silently liked them but felt it wasn’t enough, so he also tipped the fan for every post.

He didn’t mean anything by it; he just thought this fan had good taste.

"Seeking Little Beauty to Favor Brother Huo: Why are you tipping me so much? Since that’s the case, I’ll show you my treasured collection, hehe."

"Seeking Little Beauty to Favor Brother Huo: I wrote a fic about Little Teacher○ and School Bully Brother Huo a while ago but never posted it. Remember to mirror the images, you know what I mean! [Shy] [Equipment Room Play] [School Building Terrace Play] [Office Play] [Classroom Desk Play]"

Bo Jin switched apps and, when he returned to the chat, found multiple long images sent by the fan.

*What’s this? And why mirror the images?*

Bo Jin wasn’t usually a curious person, but he found himself inexplicably following the fan’s instructions and mirroring the images.

Then, he casually opened one of the images. The explicit wording that greeted him seared into his vision like a hot iron, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

"The little teacher who scolded the school bully harshly in the office during the day was taken to the equipment room by the school bully at night to be taught a lesson. Noticing the little teacher trying to escape, the school bully gripped his waist and forced him to sit down hard, startling the little teacher so much that tears streamed down his face, soaking the dark green gym mat…"

"…"

"!!"

*The afterimage of his muscular waist…*

*A pretty face covered in tears, eyes rolling back as he passed out…*

*A frightening bulge swelling in his stomach…*

*What kind of writing is this?!*

These descriptions were far more explicit than the fanfic Yuan Shiyuan had been reading before, and they shocked him even more. But perhaps because the main characters were him and Yuan Shiyuan, he found himself strangely immersed in the story.

As he followed the plot, it felt as if he were there himself, and his pheromones surged uncontrollably.

Bo Jin’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He glanced toward the bathroom before lowering his head to continue reading.

By the time he reached the last image, he was somewhat dazed, as if a whole new world had opened up to him.

*How did he…*

*How did he make Yuan Shiyuan molded to his form?*

By the time Bo Jin realized what he had been reading, it was too late. He flung his phone aside as if it were a hot potato.

His Adam’s apple moved violently. Even though he wasn’t experiencing a flare-up, his pheromones were running wild.

"Are your pheromones out of control again?"

Yuan Shiyuan put his pants back on and let the ventilation system run for a while longer, making sure his scent was undetectable before leaving the bathroom.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Bo Jin breathing heavily and unevenly.

Bo Jin stiffened. Hearing Yuan Shiyuan’s voice, he turned around belatedly. Yuan Shiyuan casually brushed back his damp hair, unaware that his loose collar was slipping down, revealing the smooth lines of his collarbones.

His face was flushed with a faint blush, sweat-dampened soft pink hair clinging to his temples, the corners of his eyes wet and glistening with tears…

It almost perfectly overlapped with the ending of that fanfiction from earlier.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yuan Shiyuan walked up to Bo Jin and only then noticed the strange expression on his face. The Alpha's veins stood out on the back of his hand and the side of his neck, and the look he shot over was like a wolf entering hunting mode.

"Nothing." Bo Jin turned his head away, avoiding Yuan Shiyuan's gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing once more.

At that moment, their eyes fell simultaneously on the phone by the bed. From Yuan Shiyuan's distance, he could only see densely packed small text on the screen, but couldn't make out what it actually said.

As if guilty of a crime, Bo Jin immediately covered the screen with his large hand.

This abnormal behavior, however, made Yuan Shiyuan raise an eyebrow in curiosity. He put on a stern tone and said, "What are you hiding? Is there something you can't show me?"

"Even keeping secrets from your 'bro'?"

As he spoke, he made a grab for Bo Jin's phone.