A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 39

◎I want to be here. . . ◎

I hurriedly pulled Axiu and returned the same way we came into the base. As we entered, we ran into Mu Haichao, who called out to me as if she had something to say. But I was completely preoccupied and hastily apologized to her before pulling Axiu and practically flying back to our room. 

Once inside, I pushed him into the bathroom, closed the door behind me, found a suitable position and angle, and placed Astier's model in place before activating the mechanism. 

The next second, the entire room transformed into the interior cockpit of a mecha. I didn't want to be too bold in front of Mr. Harris, so I just looked around shyly and observed. But now that I was in my own room, I immediately began to explore the various functions of the cockpit. 

As I was studying the manual control panel, I accidentally pressed a button and suddenly the pitch-black room began to transform, simulating a battlefield scene. The surroundings were vast and endless, with twinkling and bright stars, and in front of me were rows of simulated warships and mechas. 

Although I knew where I was, I was still startled by the realistic scene. 

There was a sound at the bathroom door behind me, and Axiu pushed it open." Yu-"

"Huh?" I turned to look at him, and he stared blankly at the suddenly transformed room, his fingers tightening on the door frame, his lips stuttering for a moment as if he had lost the ability to speak. 

"Come here."  I walked over and deliberately stopped at a distance from the door, reaching out my hand to him. 

He hesitated for a moment before taking my hand, and I pulled him into the cockpit with me. Axiu's shoe tip was pressed against the intersection of the bathroom floor tiles and the cockpit. He wanted to step back, but I stopped him and he could only stiffly maintain this posture, locked in a stalemate with himself. 

Although Axiu had agreed outside the spiral tower, he remained silent with a pale face and clenched fists on his knees on the way back to the base. 

I knew he was very nervous, so I had to come back faster and pull him into the cockpit faster, not giving him a chance to back out. 

Now he is still, and I am silent, just holding out my hand with palms up, fingers slightly closed, and spread out in front of him, waiting for Axiu to come out on his own. 

I don't know how long it has been. In the cockpit, I can't feel the speed of time passing, but it seems like the frozen air around me is slowly flowing like a breeze. 

Axiu lowered his eyelashes and took a cautious small step. 

I held my breath and stretched out my hand, suddenly feeling like I was tempting a wary stray dog hiding in a tattered cardboard box. 

He made a difficult swallowing motion, then tightly closed his eyes and trembled with effort. 

Axiu quickly placed his still slightly trembling fingertips into my palm, and without hesitation, I grasped his hand with my fingers and pulled him out of the bathroom with force. 

He seemed completely unprepared for my sudden attack, opened his eyes in shock, and before he could react, I hugged him around the waist." You're so slow."  I retaliated by pinching his waist and taking two steps back, then turning around and pushing Axiu into the driver's seat. 

He clearly didn't react in time, and was lying on the back of the chair with his lower back pressed against me, looking at me confused and helpless. 

I comfortingly kissed his chin, then placed my hand on his thin waist and slowly slipped it under his shirt. His body temperature was slightly warm, and my fingertips were immediately warmed up as soon as they touched him.