Help! What Do I Do When My Fake Boyfriend Becomes My Real Fiancé?

[A cool, abstinent-in-public, secretly possessive and jealous gong x a tsundere, prickly shou who's terrible at flirting but loves doing it] ABO

Sang Yu's life had gone smoothly for seventeen years when he was suddenly told he was bound by an old engagement, and that the other party was an alpha.

To make matters worse, he had a congenital gland defect and could barely smell pheromones. He'd spent years pretending to be a beta, and was physiologically allergic to alphas.

But the He family was too powerful. He didn't even have the right to refuse.

Just when he was despairing, a new classmate appeared: top of the class, quiet, with a flawless handsome face. Most importantly, the other boy had no pheromones. He was a beta.

An absurd yet tempting idea took root in Sang Yu's mind: if only he could get the He family to call off the engagement themselves...

Cheng Yanzhou listened in silence, then looked up. “Are you sure you want to ‘deceive’ him with me?”

Sang Yu: “Yes!”

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Their fake-dating plan went surprisingly smoothly, and Cheng Yanzhou agreed to it before long.

Sang Yu threw himself into the act. Their hand-holding and hugs felt more and more real, but the all-powerful He family remained unmoved.

Unexpectedly, Sang Yu's omega identity was exposed in an accident.

Cheng Yanzhou froze for a few seconds, then closed the door and calmly took the pheromone-blocking spray Sang Yu handed him.

He smoothed down the upturned ends of Sang Yu's hair, hiding the back of his neck, flushed red.

The young master asked him, “Can you still smell anything?”

Cheng Yanzhou: “...”

Sang Yu suddenly realized, “I almost forgot you can't smell pheromones!”

Cheng Yanzhou was quiet for two seconds, then let him believe it.

Sang Yu still leaned over and hooked an arm around his neck, completely unaware of how strong the omega pheromones filling the room were.

A power struggle within the He family led Cheng Yanzhou's mother to quietly send him to Nancheng, where day after day he kept up the act with Sang Yu.

At first, he watched coldly as the young master went to ridiculous lengths to “cheat on himself.”

Later, while enjoying Sang Yu's closeness, he grew dissatisfied with Sang Yu's single-minded efforts to escape their engagement.

Unexpectedly, after Sang Yu revealed his identity, he stopped controlling his pheromones around Cheng Yanzhou, whom he thought was a “beta.” Over time, Cheng Yanzhou's rut inevitably went out of control.

At that moment, Sang Yu was excitedly bringing him some local specialties.

Sang Yu entered the password. The instant the door opened, his usually sluggish nose picked up the scent of alpha pheromones, cool as mint. His gland was stimulated, growing faintly hot.

Sang Yu's mind went blank. He charged forward in anger. “Which damned alpha is trying to steal my man?!”

Cheng Yanzhou didn't answer. He grabbed Sang Yu by the wrist.

Only then did Sang Yu notice the many things scattered across the carpet.

His forgotten school uniform, the stuffed toy he'd given away, his old exercise books, the gloves that had gone missing in winter, even the pajamas he'd worn during an overnight stay.

Sang Yu: “...”

Why are you collecting all this... What are you planning?

The young master's body gradually stiffened. A moment later, he realized the pheromones making him tremble and struggle to breathe had come from Cheng Yanzhou all along.

Sang Yu was so shocked he forgot to struggle. “...?”

Aren't you an honest beta?!!

Reader's note:

ABO setting, fictional world, with original worldbuilding.

Neither lead is perfect. They both have flaws.

Happy ending. No separating or switching couples, no angst.

Here's a new upcoming novel: The Fake Young Master Leans on the Football Team at a Football Powerhouse

Blurb to be revised, but the general idea will stay the same: height difference | size difference | straight-to-gay | both inexperienced

1. Yan Xing had coasted through life on his family's wealth, never bothering to study. Then one day he was exposed as a fake young master. His wealthy parents rejected him and sent him overseas to fend for himself at a school.

With no one to turn to and no money, on his first day at school, his frail build and atrocious grades landed him in the lowest-tier student dorm: a cramped, crowded room shared by several people.

Sloghton was an elite football powerhouse, a gathering place for the privileged. The school team was practically godlike on campus.

Watching those human beasts smash into each other on the training field, Yan Xing, who could barely afford food, stared into space. Are they even the same species as me?

2. Getting someone powerful to support him was a delicate skill, and Yan Xing was terrible at it.

The person he chose to cling to was Aiden Hill, captain of the football team.

He couldn't afford to treat anyone to a meal, so all he could do was make sure he was seen.

Yan Xing started showing up wherever Aiden went: the cafeteria, training field, parking lot, even outside the locker room. The only place he couldn't get into was the villa complex reserved for team members.

After a few run-ins, the other team members started teasing them. “Aiden, your little sidekick is here again.”

Yan Xing crouched on the grass at the training field, looking up. Aiden's gaze fell on him. At 1.9 meters tall, he had an intensely intimidating presence, like a beast too lazy to bother eating a little animal like him.

3. Before the league, the whole school crowded into the gym for the pep rally, waiting for the team members to give their speeches.

On the top floor of the team villa, Yan Xing had been kissed awake early that morning. His head was still spinning, a faint bite mark on his pretty face, and his lower abdomen was aching with fullness.

He pushed away the pale forearm, its veins faintly visible, and grumbled, “Aiden, are you a dog...”

The man said nothing. He scooped him out of bed and carried him into the bathroom. Yan Xing's legs were too weak to hold him up, so he clung to the man, face buried in his shoulder.

Half an hour later, at the pep rally.

Yan Xing was squeezed into the crowd in the back row. Even on tiptoe, he couldn't see the faces onstage.

Then the microphone crackled.

“Team captain, Aiden Hill!”

Screams surged like a wave. Yan Xing was shoved back a step. He raised a hand to touch the bite mark on his face. It still hurt a little.

The person onstage held the microphone, expressionless. His gaze swept across the crowd, then settled on a fluffy black head near the back.

Yan Xing listened lazily to the endless speech coming through the microphone. Aiden looked so presentable onstage, he thought. Take his clothes off and he's an animal.

Theme: Work hard and cherish every day