The Omega Is Pregnant-Chapter 42

"Who would’ve thought we’d end up in a situation like this? Isn’t it surprising for you too?"

"It is a bit sudden."

At Seo Eun-hee’s question, Kang Jin-han nodded. He had thought his son was too absorbed in his work to care about anything else, yet today, he had called—saying he wanted to introduce someone he was seeing.

"There was no reason to drag it out."

"So, the person you mentioned before, the one you said you wanted to live with—is it them?"

Kang Se-heon silently nodded, his gaze shifting toward the phone resting on the table. He was waiting for a message.

Seo Eun-hee, speaking in place of ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) Kang Jin-han, who was drinking his water, asked,

"Does your aunt know?"

At a previous gathering, Han Mi-sun had insisted on setting up a meeting for Kang Se-heon. She had wanted to introduce him to the daughter of a well-respected professor, a girl she had known for a long time. His own parents hadn’t shown much interest in his marriage prospects, yet Mi-sun had taken it upon herself to arrange things, making everyone wonder what her true intentions were.

"I’m not sure."

"Well, if she knew, she would’ve told us first."

It was unlikely that Se-heon had personally spoken to Mi-sun about it. It was probably just a coincidence that the timing overlapped. Seo Eun-hee quickly changed the subject.

"So, who is this person?"

"You’ll see for yourself."

"Come on, at least give me something. Not knowing anything makes me even more curious."

She knew how tight-lipped her son could be, but that didn’t make it any less frustrating. Even if he wouldn’t say much, he could at least share something—what kind of personality they had, where they met. But all he offered was the same vague answer.

"I’ve mentioned them before, actually."

"When?"

Seo Eun-hee turned to Kang Jin-han, searching for any sign that he might have heard something. But her husband simply shook his head, indicating that he hadn’t heard a thing either.

"I said I would bring home someone I find lovable."

That was what Se-heon had said when rejecting the person Han Mi-sun had recommended. Back then, they had brushed it off as just a passing remark. But now, hearing him repeat it so seriously only made Seo Eun-hee more intrigued.

"That’s all you’re giving me?"

"They’re adorable. The more you see them, the more you’ll be drawn in."

"Oh my, my son actually knows how to say things like that?"

Kang Se-heon was usually so blunt that his words only heightened her curiosity. Just how adorable was this person that he would go so far as to say something like that?

"They’ve arrived."

Kang Se-heon rose from his seat. Striding toward the entrance, he suddenly swung the door open without warning. Because of that, the person standing outside was revealed—not only to him but to Kang Jin-han and Seo Eun-hee as well.

"Oh my."

Seo Eun-hee covered her mouth, unable to hide the admiration that had already escaped her lips. Her eyes swept over the man standing in the doorway.

Dressed in a neatly tailored suit, he carried himself well, though the suit itself felt somewhat out of place on him. Perhaps it was because his youthful features made him seem too boyish for such formal wear.

Oddly enough, the large bouquet of flowers he held in his arms suited him far better than the suit did. The fresh vibrancy of the flowers matched the light, refreshing aura that seemed to radiate from him. To show up carrying a bouquet that’s nearly his size...

Kang Jin-han must have thought the same because he coughed lightly to suppress his laughter.

Meanwhile, Tae-seo, caught off guard by the sudden encounter, stared up at Kang Se-heon with wide eyes. He had planned to take a deep breath before opening the door, but now, he couldn’t even exhale the air he had just taken in.

It felt as if Se-heon’s gaze had him completely frozen in place. His body’s natural signals kicked in, warning him that if he didn’t breathe soon, he’d pass out.

"If you keep holding your breath like that, you might faint."

Se-heon’s amused remark finally made Tae-seo release a sharp exhale. The breath he let out caused the petals of the flowers to tremble slightly, their fragrance drifting into the air—faint and delicate, much like Tae-seo’s pheromones.

"Is that for me?"

Se-heon’s gaze flicked toward the bouquet as he asked. Tae-seo’s fingers twitched slightly in response. The rustling of the wrapping paper, louder than necessary, seemed to fill the silence as if to mask his awkwardness.

"I didn’t want to come empty-handed, so I was thinking of what to bring and...."

Just as Tae-seo’s face had finally cooled, a faint blush returned. Se-heon smiled at the sight. Who wouldn’t find him adorable?

"How thoughtful."

At the praise, Tae-seo turned his head away in embarrassment. It felt like receiving compliments from a parent just for managing to roll over as a baby. He should have brushed it off as nothing, but instead, he simply stood there, feeling pleased.

Meanwhile, there were two people in the room who had taken Se-heon’s reaction in an entirely different way—Kang Jin-han and Seo Eun-hee.

They couldn’t recall ever seeing their son treat someone this warmly before. Even with people he had known for years, Se-heon had always been distant, never showing any real warmth.

"Have you ever seen Se-heon treat someone like this before?"

Seo Eun-hee leaned toward Kang Jin-han, whispering. Jin-han, watching his son’s smile, slowly shook his head.

"Then it looks like we’ll be seeing a new side of our son today."

"I think you’re right."

Their hushed conversation grew slightly louder, and Tae-seo finally became aware of their presence. Feeling the weight of their gaze, his body, which had just started to relax, tensed up once more.

"Come in."

Se-heon stepped aside, making space for Tae-seo to enter.

With just one step, Tae-seo felt an invisible line drawn in front of him. If he crossed it, it would mean acknowledging his relationship with Kang Se-heon publicly, stepping into a space where everything between them would be seen and judged.

Can I do this?

For a brief moment, doubt clouded his mind. But then, with determination, Tae-seo took that hesitant step forward.

I have to do well.

Though his body hadn't fully relaxed yet, Tae-seo clutched the bouquet tightly and steeled his invisible resolve. He had stepped into the room—now, it was time to introduce himself. Something he usually did so effortlessly now felt impossibly difficult, as he kept swallowing dryly.

Amid the awkward silence, Tae-seo's lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. Every time he tried to speak, his throat tightened, and a nauseous feeling welled up in his stomach. Even though he had forced himself to eat porridge in the morning, his body felt as if he had come on an empty stomach. Maybe it would’ve been better if he had.

He needed to force out his voice, but his body wouldn’t listen.

“You look different with your hair swept back.”

At that moment, a voice broke through his hesitation. It was Kang Se-heon, standing right beside him, speaking as if he had been waiting for just this moment. Tae-seo turned his head to look at him, only to find Se-heon's gaze lowering from his hair to his face. Their eyes met briefly, and just as Tae-seo's gaze dropped, he saw Se-heon's lips stretch into a smile.

“It suits you.”

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“...You look great today too, Se-heon hyung.”

Tae-seo had instinctively raised a hand to brush his hair, pleased that Se-heon had noticed, but then quickly lowered it, afraid the bouquet would slip from his grasp. Still, he returned the compliment, acknowledging that Se-heon looked even more dashing than usual.

It was just a small exchange, but Tae-seo felt the tension in his body ease slightly. Having Se-heon right next to him, offering quiet support and even giving him praise, gave him the strength he needed to move forward. Taking that energy with him, Tae-seo turned toward Se-heon’s parents.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Yoon Tae-seo.”

As he bowed, the bouquet rustled softly, filling the silence with a delicate sound.

“Oh my, the flowers are greeting us too.”

Seo Eun-hee’s words carried a playful ambiguity—was the greeting coming from the man or the bouquet he was holding? Tae-seo, oblivious to her meaning, looked down at the flowers with a startled expression, wondering if something had happened to them.

In his movement, a few petals brushed against his clothes and fell. Originally, his plan had been to present the bouquet as part of his greeting, but...

“Did you buy this for me?”

Se-heon plucked a stray petal from Tae-seo’s jacket as he asked.

“I didn’t know your feelings for me were this grand.”

Without hesitation, he extended his hand, as if the bouquet naturally belonged to him. Tae-seo stared at the outstretched hand for a moment before lifting his gaze.

“I’ll buy you one next time.”

Before Se-heon could retract his hand, Tae-seo turned away and walked past the table.

Seo Eun-hee, who had been watching intently, showed a brief flicker of surprise before letting out a delighted laugh.

“This is the first time I’ve seen my son ask for flowers. And such a big bouquet at that.”

“I had trouble deciding which flowers would be best. I couldn’t pick just one.”

Tae-seo had looked up the name beforehand—it was someone famous, so he wanted to choose flowers that suited her well. He had spent a long time staring at pictures, debating the perfect choice. But in the end, he realized that nothing could compare to meeting her in person.

“There were so many beautiful flowers with meaningful messages, so as I kept adding them, the bouquet just got bigger and bigger.”

Instead of just picking a flower, he thought it might be better to convey his sincerity through the meaning behind them. He had chosen flowers symbolizing shyness, happiness, sincerity—each one carrying a piece of his thoughts. And before he knew it, the bouquet had grown overwhelmingly large.

Holding it out with both hands, Tae-seo smiled awkwardly, his embarrassment evident.

“Thank you.”

Seo Eun-hee accepted the bouquet. It had been large enough to nearly engulf Tae-seo, and now, it almost swallowed her whole. Yet she didn’t seem bothered in the slightest—on the contrary, she wore a bright smile, as if deeply touched.

Even though they hadn’t exchanged more than a few words, she already felt like she had glimpsed Tae-seo’s heart. To think he would convey his sincerity through flowers... His first impression had been made clear.

Seeing that Seo Eun-hee truly appreciated the gesture, Tae-seo let out a quiet breath of relief. He had worried that the sheer size of the bouquet might be overwhelming, but thankfully, it had worked out. Feeling noticeably lighter, he made his way back to the table.

“Here.”

Se-heon pulled out a chair for him, motioning with his gaze. Tae-seo sat down quietly, maintaining a composed and well-mannered demeanor. But his rapid blinking and the way his eyes darted around the room didn’t escape Seo Eun-hee’s notice.

“Se-heon wasn’t exaggerating.”

She had barely spoken to him, yet she already found him utterly adorable.