I Don't Want To Be An Omega In My Sister's Trashy Reverse Harem [BL]
Chapter 24: I Win... You lose!

Chapter 24: I Win... You lose!

Rin yawned as he stepped out of the Duke’s mansion. His feet dragged along the quiet stone path back to his dorm. He stretched his hand and winced in pain, forgetting that he was injured. His head still buzzed from the conversation with the Duke, and that one moment where he’d downed wine straight from a cracked glass.

’What the hell was I thinking? Why did I even drink that thing?’

He didn’t even know if he was being brave or being reckless. He tried to forget everything and went straight to bed.

.

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The next morning, Rin reached the clinic almost an hour late, but it wasn’t a surprise. Theron had told him to come late. After all, he was injured. But the moment he opened the door, the scent of disinfectant and smoke hit his nose. The clinic was a mess... curtains torn, beds flipped, glass still being swept. Magic robots hovered around, buzzing while cleaning the floor. The nurses moved quickly, working hard to clean up the mess that was made the night before.

He wanted to stay behind and clean it up last night, but Theron ordered him to leave.

The first to see him was Elna. Her face squeezed into a frown

"You’re late!"

SLAP!

His face jerked to the side from the unexpected slap. Rin blinked in shock.

"What the..?!" He held his tongue so he wouldn’t complete his sentences. He has no idea what would become of him if he disrespected a superior.

"You have the nerve to stroll in like the king? You’re just a fucking newbie! An assistant! And you leave all the work to others? Do you realise you should have been the first person here to clean all this mess?" She yelled at him.

Rin stood frozen. Around them, the other nurses stopped to stare. They couldn’t say a word to help him. Elna would scold them if they tried to say anything.

"I apologise..." Rin said, bowing slightly, but Elna pushed him by the shoulder. He staggered but still kept his head down.

"You’re just a fucking whore because of your pretty face. Maybe that’s how you got close to the Head Doctor, huh?"

His jaw tightened. He could have punched a hole in Elna’s face but he still remained calm.

"Go report yourself to Theron now," Elna snapped, eyes blazing with jealousy. "He’ll be the one to punish you since he personally despises latecomers,"

The other nurses looked away, uncomfortable. A few shot Rin apologetic glances. One of them even whispered,

"We went through the same thing... Elna gets jealous easily. She thinks you’re stealing the head doctor’s attention."

Rin felt heat rise to his cheeks.

"I didn’t even do anything to gain his attention," he muttered as he trudged toward Theron’s office.

He knocked, expecting the worst. Maybe a punishment. He stood there, raising his hand to knock but before his clenched fist could reach the door, it swung open and Theron stepped out. He saw Rin and furrowed his brows.

"Good morning, head doctor..." Rin muttered as he turned his head away slowly. The others were obviously watching behind him. "Miss Elna told me to..."

Rin held his tongue as soon as he felt a hand on his shoulder. It belonged to Theron.

"Why are you here early?"

Rin blinked. Theron didn’t even allow him to complete what he wanted to say.

"Uhm... I had nothing to do in my room. Thought I’d come help clean."

"You’re injured. Go find somewhere to sit,"

Rin raised a brow.

"Huh?"

"Don’t make me repeat myself."

Theron turned to face the other staff.

"Rin will handle any walk-in patients today. The rest of you continue cleaning."

Elna rushed forward.

"But he’s supposed to clean! He’s an intern!"

Theron didn’t even glance at her.

"He’s working medical duty. End of the discussion, Elna!"

Elna stood frozen, her face a mix of disbelief and rage. She glared at Rin but Rin pretended he didn’t notice her. For some reason, he felt like the winner. He wanted to smile at her mockingly, but he couldn’t.

He sat down at the front desk, attending to students who came for pills, bandages, and suppressants. He kept his head low, trying to stay out of trouble.

Because Theron’s gaze followed him across the room, sharp and unreadable.

’I’m sure he’s finding a fault so he would send me away from the academy,’ Rin thought to himself.

’Look at him work as if he knows what he’s doing... Cute,’ Theron thought otherwise, rubbing his cheek.

A few minutes passed, then came a short knock on the door. The nurses who were almost done cleaning turned to look and saw him. Lucien.

Rin tried his best not to react too much, but Lucien walked in. Theron’s jaw tightened the moment he saw him.

It’s not like they’ve met before, but he didn’t want to see Lucien... especially since he was the one who must have given that mark to Rin.

"This is a clinic for the sick or injured," Theron said coldly. "You are neither. Leave."

Lucien raised a brow.

"Are you sure about that? Because I’m pretty hurt,"

Theron took a step forward.

"Security will be called if you continue misbehaving, Student Lucien... Vortellion,"

Lucien smirked. His eyes scanned the table, and before anyone could stop him, he grabbed a scalpel and dragged it across his own palm.

The nurses screamed. Rin’s brows creased into a frown.

"I’m injured now," Lucien said with a smirk. "Can I come in?"

"Are you insane?!" Rin gasped, rushing over with a towel. Blood dripped steadily from Lucien’s hand.

"That was reckless! You fucking idiot! What if you hit a nerve?"

Lucien sat on one of the beds, grinning.

"Just wanted to see you. I would do anything for that,"

"Aren’t you supposed to be in class?"

"Final year students only have a few classes. The exam is coming up soon,"

Rin could definitely relate.

As he began dressing the wound, Lucien’s gaze didn’t waver from his face. Theron stood in the corner, arms crossed, watching. Something in his expression was off.

Jealousy.

He didn’t like how close they were. How Lucien was looking at his staff with that kind of expression on his face.

Theron stepped forward, shoving Rin aside.

"You’re wrapping that wrong. Move. I’ll do it."

"He’s definitely doing fine," Lucien replied, tone flat. "I prefer to get treated by him,"

"I am the most experienced doctor here," Theron said, brushing Rin aside. "Shouldn’t you be honoured to get treated by me?"

He grabbed a fresh bandage and squeezed it harder than necessary as he dressed the wound. _{f|ree(w)ebn\o.vel.com}

Lucien winced.

"You get a zero per cent for customer service. You’re a terrible doctor,"

He stood up, staring at hs bandaged hand with anger. He then brushed past Theron and leaned close to Rin to whisper something.

"I’ll see you during tonight’s training,"

Rin’s cheek heated faintly, whispering back.

"I’ve heard. Get lost now,"

Theron snapped.

He yanked Rin away from him.

"You remember the rules. No inappropriate relationships between students and staff."

Lucien’s eyes flicked to Theron’s hand... that was wrapped around Rin’s waist. He wanted to break it.

"Of course, I do," he said and stared at Lucien one more time before leaving.

They both watched Lucien leave till Rin tapped Theron’s hand.

"Can you take your hand from my... body? Everyone’s watching,"

Theron’s face flushed. He let go of Rin, shoving him to the bed before storming back into his office, slamming the door hard.

Rin blinked.

"What the hell just happened? I thought we had already become close,"

Elna slid beside him.

"Something must have happened between you and Theron last night... Right? Tell me, what happened between you and the Head Doctor?"

Rin gave her a lazy smile and tugged at his collar, revealing the faint mark on his neck.

"Well... Nothing much happened,"

Her eyes widened.

Rin walked away, smirking.

He finally revealed that mocking smile he wanted to show Elna. He’s definitely the winner.

’I win and you fucking lose!’