Taesan's POV
Is this what happy people feel like?
It feels so fucking strange and new.
I feel like a character in one of the cartoons Sooin used to make me watch with her. Everything is strangely dreamy and happy.
The sun is brighter, the fragrant wind is softer, and the people are livelier.
I turn my head and I find him watching me from the distance in my mother's clothes.
Fuck.
It's like looking at someone who escaped the pages of a mystical artwork. He is stunning. Perfect. Worship-worthy.
Seoha waves at me, and I wave back. Smiling at the way his cheeks heat up. My omega blushes as easily as he cries.
Fuck, that beauty is really mine, isn't he?
He has always been mine, but now, he's completely mine in every single way.
"Did you hear what we said?" Junho says, and I blink twice to bring myself back to this unnecessary meeting.
"What?" I ask with irritation.
