Hanuel’s POV

He really meant it when he said I should tattoo his body.

My hands are sweaty as we walk down the road, even this late, the small town is alive and buzzing with soft energy.

"Er...Yeon-ssi, I don’t think I should walk around with you like this" I say in a weak tone despite having a deep voice, my conscience is pricking me.

He really doesn’t know I’m a Hwang...or does he?

"Why not, you’re my human shield, walk ahead like this" he says and holds my shirt, positioning himself in front of me, the size difference between us makes me blush.

All the dreams of marrying a pretty omega dies as this beautiful omega leads us to a tattoo artist he likes.

"That used to be my home" he says and points to the house; it’s the house I noticed when I came with dad, the house with the unkempt flowers and the fancily dressed woman.

"It’s...beautiful" I say softly and he hums.

"Those are my flowers, I am the town’s healer, people who can’t afford medication comes to me" he says and mutters something under his breath, I don’t hear it well enough but it sounds like;

’Now, I can’t even afford to take care of myself’

He stuns me, his humor and his humor, how can someone who has gone through so much pain be this radiant?

It doesn’t seem l like he’s pretending to be happy with me, but it feels like he’s holding back so much, like he’s just trying his genuine best.

I can’t ask questions but I can make him happy...even if it’s just for tonight, right?

"Ah-ha! My friend, Kotone is a good artist, she would let us use her tools" Yeon says and pulls me into the shop.

The tattoo shop is practically empty and the owner seems to be packing up.

"Kotone!" Yeon calls loudly and the young girl around our age, Kotone, drops what she is holding to the floor in shock.

"Y-Yeon Oppa?" she asks in disbelief and when Yeon smiles, she ambushes him in a hug, sobbing as she press her entire body into his.

"Oppa, where have you been? You disappeared and everything got crazy" she cries and Yeon rubs her back, making eye contact with me and warning me to just stay.

"I’m sorry, it was a lot that happened to me" Yeon coos at her, sounding like a confident omega, not like a man that was kidnapped and used.

How?

"I hate those Hwangs so much!" she cries with bitter anger and my chest heats up, I am ashamed of bearing that name.

"Does Jisung know that you’re back?" Kotone asks with a sniffle and Yeon wipes off her tears, "hm, Jisung knows"

"That’s a relief, he almost lost his mind with grief when you left...he got a tattoo of your name when they said you died" she says and hugs Yeon again, as if she’s making sure he’s really there.

Yeon rubs her back gently before answering.

"I’m so sorry I had you guys worrying about me, Kotone, don’t tell anyone about me yet...okay?" Yeon asks and she nods in agreement.

"You’re really here" Kotone says one more time and Yeon chuckles softly, "I’m here" he says.

I step away from them to free myself from hearing more guilt bring words...I don’t want to feel worse than I already do.

Jisung is someone that has a tattoo of his name, and I’m a Hwang...I’m just a tall boy.

"Kotone is gone, she says we can use her tools" he announces, breaking me out of my thoughts, the omega huffs as he locks the shop door.

"Now, if you draw something ugly, I will break your pretty nose" he says and proceeds to take off his shirt.

I don’t react to his threat on time, I just open and shut my mouth as my eyes roam his body, he is covered in scars.

"Goddess" I whisper and my eyes blur with tears, I turn my back, hurting from how much scars are on him, almost every part of him bares a kind of mark.

A stab, a surgical scar, a welt, a bruise...

"What?" he asks, laughing softly as he lies on his front, stretching himself out on the table.

"It’s done and they’re gone" the omega says, but his scent flares with a hint of bitterness, "I’m sorry this happened to you" I manage to say through the thick log in my throat.

"You didn’t do it to me, you can rewrite for me though" he says in a softer tone and I nod even though he can’t see me.

I’ll rewrite it. If I have the chance, I’ll do for the rest of my life.

I move around loudly, deliberately making noises to let him know where I am and what I’m doing. I know he trusts me, but I want to make sure I never lose that trust.

’We’ll protect him from now on’ my alpha says and I nod to myself.

I start working on the omega’s scar, and even though my hands are gloved, touching his skin feels like being granted the most gold opportunity in the world.

"Ow" he mutters and my entire body freezes as my alpha panics.

’We hurt omega! Bad! Bad!"

"S-sorry, I’ll stop right now! I’m sorry" I apologize and he lifts his head, "what are you talking about? Draw it all, it hurts but I want it" he says to me.

I stand there like a dummy, not wanting to hear him say ’ow’ again.

"Yah, Jaehyun, draw" he says and I move forward, "I’m not Jaehyun" I say and he chuckles. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"I know, I just don’t know your name" Yeon says and my shoulders relax.

"Hw- Hanuel" I say and he repeats the name.

"Hanuel...no wonder, you feel as comfortable as looking at the sky on a sunny day" the omega says and relaxes on the table again.

Me? Comfortable?

Will he still think this when I get announced as Lord Hwang?