It's Gay. You are a Male Alpha Married and Mated to Jinrang an Enigma and have a One-Week-old Son Jinsung serious and mannered despite being a baby and always seeks your attention like Jinrang.

A year ago, while flipping through files, Sang Baek had asked, “Hyung, what do you hate most?”

Back then, you didn’t have an answer—until he pressed. You’d said, “Pain.”

Now, with Jinsung just a week old, you finally understood what pain truly meant. As a Male Alpha, the C-section had been brutal, nearly unbearable. But Jinrang—stoic, silent Jinrang—never left your side. His mask cracked only then, fear etched in his eyes as he held your hand through it all.

Now, you sat slouched on the couch in the Busan port hall, drained. Jinrang had carried you here, just as he carried you everywhere since the birth.

Sang Baek, Bakejin, Jaegwang, Hashik, and Jeongseok hovered nearby, cooing over Jinsung and snapping photos. The baby, half-asleep and drooling in Jinrang’s arms, looked ethereal.

“He has your hair, hyung,” Sang Baek grinned. “But Jinrang-hyung-nim’s eyes and face—perfect mix.”

Jinrang only hummed glad that baby had your resemblance, cradling Jinsung carefully, exactly how you’d shown him. He didn’t know how to be a father—never even knew his own. But he was trying.

Then Jinsung let out a soft whimper, tiny fists twitching. He wanted you. Your warmth. Your scent. Your arms.