90. A Thousand Apologies

"Stan think carefully about what you did."

Taking a brief moment, he replied, "I have reflected on it and I'm sorry I knotted you."

"Why did you do it, three times you idiot!"

"I was caught in the moment since it had been a while since we were intimate too..." Stan responded instantly as if he had reharsing the answer beforehand.

Yeon was standing up a few feet away from him while Stan had been sitting on his bed, his hands clasped together as if he'd been awaiting some form of purnishment...or anticipated a scolding.

"You said you wouldn't do it and you kept inducing my heat purposely...."

"Because.... I selfishly want us to get pregnant..."

"So you understand do why I'm upset?" Yeon cut in, barely holding his temper in. He'd thought it inevitable to address this issue amicably and calmly during their drive from Stan's parents home to his parent's house. Besides, knowing Stan, he'd keep on breathing down his neck like he was presently, forcefully refusing to return with dad Joss and using Yeon's dad's invitation to stay to his advantage.

Not wanting to stress his parents over his argument with his fated, Yeon decided he had no choice but to solve their dispute.

"Yes." Stan nodded obediently and looked down at his hands.

"...And why is that?"

Raising his head up to look at Yeon, he replied. "Because I'm stupid."

"No you idiot! I don't way to get pregnant! It's not just your decision alone! I barely began my career and both of us are yet to graduate!"

Timidly, Stan said defensively, "It's next week...."

"Who gives a shit whether it's next year, we hadn't discussed this!"

"But I can take care of both of us."

"If you say that one more time..."

"Sorry..."

"Fucking jerk!" Yeon began pacing about his room, both his hands on his face to hide his shameful memory that was a consequense of beign knotted. He hadn't wanted to revisit those memories or discuss them with Stan; that was the reason why he had given himself some time before having this discussion. "Do you know how embarrassing it was for me to have your uncle examine me again? I kept bleeding..."

"...But you wouldn't let me touch you afterwards..." Stan sulked, hoping Yeon would fall for his sorry self. He felt guilty however, Yeon seemed to be in no mood for negosiations or flattery. Still, he shot his shot. "I could have healed you just the same way I did your mark..."

"Enough." Yeon gestured by raising his hand. "What else did you do wrong?"

Stan asked looking confused. He'd only thought of one thing that could have made Yeon that mad at him. "Apart from knotting you?"

"Apart from everything else you've done so far, what else could you have possibly done." Yeon folded his hands across his chest impatiently.

Seeing that Stan was taking his time, it irritated Yeon further. "Think carefully Stan for it would be pointless of us having this talk when you don't know what you did."

Fetching for a clue, Stan inquired politely. "Is it the reason why you've been giving me the silent treatment despite me constantly apologizing?"

"I'm getting impatient Stan." Yeon's face suddenly flushed as the memory of a laughing Dr. Jiwon played in his head while staring at his private part. "Damn it! How can you not know?"

Nervously, Stan tried his best to relieve the events of that day. "I ...prepared the tub for you...perhaps the water was too cold..."

"Not that you dummy!" Yeon exclaimed exasperatedly. He didn't want to have this discussion but knowing Stan, he was bound to test his patience in the future and Yeon didn't want to have this conversation with him again. Hopefully, Stan would heed his warning and not make it a habbit.

"...But... I clearly remember cleaning you up well. I was feeling really guilty after you fainted. I even trimmed you well down there." Stan formed a smiled, his eyes staring into space as he relieved the very day that lead him to his current state.

"Why did you go that far?" Yeon's wrists were clenched tightly as if he was doing his best to not throw a punch at Stan's weird cheerful state. He wanted to ask him why he was smiling but that would have deviated his purpose for their discussion. Aditionally, Stan had a way fo making him forget why he was angry and today, Yeon had decided that wasn't goign to happen.

"I had time to kill when you passed out. I even left a nice design..."

"Stan...stay away from my private parts. Never..!" Yeon halted upon seeing how Stan seemed to enjoyed his his shame. Besides, he didn't want his parents to think they were arguing with Stan. Knowing his dad, he'd rush into the room and inquire about their argument. "Just don't do that again okay? I don't like the way you are comfortable with my body."

"I thought of I did something nice, you'll be happy and forgive me for knotting you."

Yeon frowned.

"You never let me do anything for you. And what's there to hide when I've already seen everything there is to see? I've cleaned you up plenty of times before post us..."

"From now on, I'll do it myself." Yeon cut in. "Stop treating my body like your own."

Stan agreed and lowered his tone, forcing himself to comply. "As you wish... though you normally pass out right after. Who's going to see it anyway besides me..."

"Your uncle saw it you jerk! He laughs at me constantly to the point of complementing your artistry!"

Stan giggled. "Sounds like him."

"The heck... Are you even taking me seriously? He and I are in apprenticeship!"

"Was that why you were upset all this time? I had thought it was because of the knotting. If you had not run away from me as soon as you woke up you'd have noticed the design anyway... which I really took time to..."

"It's pointless talking to you." Yeon sat on his bed in surrender. "You even had the audacity to forcefully come here. Stan, if you keep doing whatever you want I'll do the same and we both know you will yield first if I use my scent on you." Looking at Stan, he waited for an answer but was dissapointed seconds later.

"Did you shave it off?"

"I took a picture of it and uploaded it online. What do you think?"

"Really?" Stan acted surprised.

"Jerk." Yeon stood up and began walking towards the door. "I'll bring you a futon. You'll be sleeping on the floor tonight and don't even think about making this an argument." Pointing a finger at Stan who was just about to speak up, he added. "You were also quite insensitive to my sister. Have you no heart?"

"Sorry..."

"You know what, just don't say sorry anylonger. I do not think you have any understanding of what that word means or the responsibility that comes behind it."

"Yeon..." Stan called out softly. "I'm really sorry. I'll be nice from now on."

"You're not a kid Stan. And what's with her liking you? You've never mentioned it."

"I didn't deem it relevant for my attention has been on you and for you. Sorry for not mentioning it earlier babe..."

"What the...?" Yeon's jaw dropped.

"We are way past addressing each other by name."

"And how will I be addressing you?" Yeon threw a suspicious look at Stan. "You've been thinking about this for sometime haven't you?"

"Months actually. I first thought of it when you moved in with my parents."

"That was months ago! We weren't dating yet!"

"I like to plan ahead. Besides, both our parents use loving pet names too."

"Stan, stop manipulating me into agreeing. I hardly even remember what we were talking about before you sneakly brought this up."

"You were giving me a tongue lashing, then you said I'd sleep on the floor..." Adding in a low tone, Stan added, "despite my health condition..."

"Right..." Yeon shook his head in disbelief at how conniving Stan had become.

"Is it not true?"

"Nope. I'm not playing your games anymore."

Grabbing onto his fated's hand gently, Stan pleaded. "Yeon...have you forgiven me?"

"Do you even know what you're apologizing for? You aren't taking me seriously from the start."

"I'm sorry I knotted you and induced your heat repeatedly. I won't do it again without your permission. I was nervous and excited that I got giddy and wasn't able to control my hunger for you." Hesitating briefly, Stan added. "I'm also sorry for...my little design. I was unable to sleep after you'd passed out post cleaning you up. I deligently did it as I reflected upon my actions..."

Cutting Stan short, Yeon didn't want to dwell on the subject any longer. "What about Mijin?"

"I was rude and childish. I'll be more respectful in future. Do you forgive me now."

"Yes." Yeon agreed to end the discussion.

"Can I sleep with you on the same bed?"

"I should have known it was too good to be true that you'd apologize without ulterior motive." Pulling his hand away, Yeon continued ignoring his fated's frown. "Just so you know, I took precaution post your knotting, but what if I really do become pregnant this time?"

"Isn't it supposed to be safe after the pill?"

"Your uncle said my body is different. My eyes always changing colors is proof enough of its volatility. I'm still learning how to control my overbearing enormous scent."

"Yea. I noticed you scent out differently almost every night and you also had a new scent on you when I knotted..." Stan stopped midway, not wanting to remind Yeon of his anger especially now that their conversation had become more calmer. "I assumed it was how you felt or were feeling... but you seem unaware of your changers in scents hence, if that were to happen, we'll have no choice but to..."

"Stan," Yeon cut in. He'd been suspicious of Stan's intentions but wanted to hear the truth from him. "Tell me honestly. Aside from your apology which I'm assuming was sincere, have you always wanted to knot me? Did you plan for this in advance?"

"No I didn't. I was tempted many times however, I controlled myself except two weeks ago. I'm not going to lie that the idea of your being pregnant does make me happy."

"Why? We are not ready to raise a child yet."

"I am since that means you will be trapped with me forever. Even if eventually some day we do end up getting divorced, we'll reconcile like my dads."

"What the heck? You have really planned your future well even to the extent of imagining a divorce."

"Yes." Stan nodded, affirming Yeon's statement. "In my future, you and I have three kids, two girls and one boy. We live close to uncle because of your work and health. We have family day outs every weekend and during the week, I'm responsible for picking our kids from school. Movie night will be on Fridays and Mondays will be our date night. Once our kids can depend on each other, we'll have more time together to ourselves and..."

"You're creeping me out." Yeon felt a cold chill running down his spine. "We are not married yet and you've planned all that in your head already?"

"You were leaving me alone for work therefore I had plenty of time to think about our future. When we fought and you hadn't spoken to me for days, that was the time I thought about our divorce"

"I'm not trying to run away from you Stan. Can't we just live the moment? I hardly plan for the next day yet you've seen a divorce and three kids which I'm convinced you've picked the name already?"

"Of course." Stan replied instantly.

"Are you always this meticulous?"

"I thought it would be romantic if I thought of it and not burden you with plans for both of us."

"It was this way of thinking that made you knot me without consulting me. Remember when you also went in a coma? You acted all an your own. We are a team therefore stop planning our future without considering my thoughts or else you'll end up living it all by yourself."

"Sorry..."

"If you say that word one more time..." Yeon raised his fist as a warning to Stan who laughed away.

"Can I kiss you then?"

"Read the room Stan! Don't just change the channel all of a sudden."

"But I want to, especially now that you've shown me interest in pertaking in our future together."

"Stop interpreting things the way you like Stan. Let's move one step at a time. Promise me this please."

Defiantly, Stan eventually agreed. "As you wish babe..."

"Do you really want to die?" Yeon's expression was ferocious.

Giggling away as he stood up, Stan pulled Yeon towards him and hugged him by the waist. "At your hands, yes."

"You are stupid." Yeon patted his fated's head gently, finally giving up reasoning with Stan.

"I know."