"How, though?"
Eugene stared at his own reflection in front of the closet, narrowing his eyes. He turned his head left and right, examining his bone structure.
Did something change? Eugene didn't think so. His jaw was still sharp, although not as much as Arthur's. He still needed to shave his stubble every other day, even if the rest of his body hair was meager—although he attributed it more to his asian heritage. Certainly, he didn't lose his height or anything.
Pursing his lips, Eugene lifted his shirt and stared at his well-defined abdominal muscles. Ever since he decided to stay out of work until he was done with his honeymoon, he used the home gym more than Arthur. It wasn't like an omega couldn't form muscles, but theoretically, it was harder for them.
Was 0.19 enough to bulk up easily?
"What are you doing, Yujin?" Ian peeked inside the bedroom, tilting his head curiously at how seriously his son was staring at the mirror.
"Huh? Oh—ah, come here, Dad!"
