TAEYANG'S knee bounced up and down. His hands were clasped together, fingers pressing against each other. He kept glancing at the door, waiting for someone to come in with the results. It had been thirty minutes since they took his pheromone sample. Thirty minutes. Why was it taking so long? The longer he waited, the more his mind started to spiral. What if something went wrong? What if the test showed he wasn't compatible with Haneul at all? The thought made his stomach clench.
Right now, he was sitting in an empty hospital room. They'd put him here after the test, at the instruction of the doctor in charge of Haneul's case. Apparently, his pheromone levels were too high, and it was making the Alphas and Omegas nearby uncomfortable. Case in point, the assistant PD who accompanied him to get the test had to leave because she couldn't handle it. He was a dominant Alpha, so it made sense. None of that mattered to Taeyang. All he cared about was getting the test results.
