Sister Collab Bliss and Gallery Wife Wars

Doing what wasn't quite a collab stream with my soft protagonist's sister, no matter how I thought about it, it felt like she was way better at broadcasting than me. She was a real girl, unlike me, even if it sounded a bit pervy.

"Then we'll end today's stream here…."

"Oh, already?"

"We gotta eat dinner and sleep now, and you have work tomorrow, Unni."

The chat was full of disappointed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠reactions, but after the horror game, I had no stamina left. Even now, I was leaning on Unni's shoulder for the stream—if we kept going, it'd just be her voice they'd hear.

"So, should we wrap it up here?"

"Yeah."

"Got it. Thank you all so much for watching today's stream. I'll go live tomorrow too, so tune in and have fun!"

The horror game had been tough, but tons of viewers showed up, and hanging with Unni made it genuinely fun. Squeezing out my last bit of energy, I looked at the camera with a sleepy smile and opened ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my mouth.

"Then everyone, see y—!"

The second the end screen popped up, I collapsed straight into Unni's arms. I was so exhausted….

"Did our Yoon-ie have a tough time?"

"Yeah… a bit. You too, right Unni?"

"A little, worrying I'd slip and call you the wrong name."

Thinking about how tough it must've been for her made me feel guilty, so I buried my face in her chest and nuzzled. Managing chat and helping with the stream… my Unni worked so hard today.

"Y-Yoon-ah? You're extra aegyo-y today."

"Just… thanks."

Unni's voice trembled a bit, like she was flustered, but she seemed pleased as she hugged me ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tight. It felt so warm and cozy that my eyes started drifting shut.

"Sleepy?"

"Yeah… a wittle…."

At my lispy reply, she chuckled softly and stroked my hair. There's something weird about Unni's touch—it's too gentle and tender; there has to be something to it….

"Still, you should eat something before bed."

"Yeah…."

I answered, but it was so comfy I couldn't pull away. As I melted into her embrace, I felt her hand slide up to my face.

"Our Yoon-ie, if you keep clinging like this, Unni might eat you up before dinner~?"

It was obviously a joke, but her sticky-sweet tone sent a chill down my spine, snapping my eyes open. A joke… right? A joke?

I peeked up at her face, and it looked kinda scary somehow. Her eyes were narrowed, teeth peeking in a super pretty smile—why did it feel so eerie…?

"You're way too cute, seriously."

Finally reaching my face, Unni grabbed my cheeks with her fingers and stretched them out, making a huge fuss.

"Owun, Unni!"

"Look at these squishy cheeks. I could just take a bite."

Even with my whiny complaint, she just kept kneading them like they were the cutest thing. Whatever. I'd gotten used to it anyway—it didn't feel bad, and I had no strength to push her away, so I just let her.

Squish.

It was so thorough, like dough-kneading, I could almost hear the squishing. After a good long while, she finally let go, satisfied, and stood up.

"Unni'll make food, so lie in bed?"

"Uwun…."

I nodded sleepily, and she groaned like she couldn't hold back, reaching for my cheeks again.

"Ahh! Our Ha-yoon-ie is just too cute!"

"Unniii…."

Seriously… how long was she gonna keep this up? With no energy left, I just closed my eyes and let her play.

Mmm… Unni's hands are so soft.

"…Ah! Yoon-ah!"

"Eep!"

A voice calling me jolted me awake; I sat up trembling and looked around. My vision was blurry—had I slept too long?

"Sleep well?"

"Yeah… how long was I out…?"

Rubbing my eyes in a daze, I looked up to see Unni sitting on the bed edge, smiling. Waking to something so pretty put me in a good mood….

"About two hours? Our Yoon-ie looked so pretty sleeping, I wanted to watch forever, but you need to eat."

Unni's soft hand gently brushed my messy bangs aside. As her touch made me all drowsy again, a delicious smell wafted from somewhere.

"Smells yummy…."

"Unni made tuna kimchi stew. Get up, eat a bit, then sleep, okay?"

"Okayyy…."

I nodded and tried to wriggle out of bed, but my body felt limp. Still, I managed to crawl out slowly, and Unni giggled at the sight.

"Aigoo, our Yoon-ie's still all sleep-drunk."

"Hehe…."

This level of drowsiness was a first in my life. It felt kinda weird, but probably just from finally relaxing and crashing hard.

Grabbing Unni's hand, I wobbled to the table under the bed. The tuna kimchi stew and spam looked so good….

"Looks delicious."

"Yeah, eat up, Yoon-ie. I used the kimchi Mom sent…."

Unni trailed off mid-sentence.

"Oh right! Call Mom and Dad tomorrow."

"W-what? Them…?"

Her words chased away my sleepiness, cold sweat prickling my back. Mom was one thing, but Dad in Seo Ha-yoon's memories was a total pushover dad who melted at the sight of us—could I handle his call…?

What if I called and a lispy voice came out instead of the gruff one I remembered? Just imagining it gave me goosebumps all over.

"Yeah. They called me since you haven't reached out."

"…Got it."

I steeled myself inwardly and nodded. Tomorrow was a worry, but I had to call eventually—and dinner was priority now.

"Let's eat then."

"Yeah…! I'll dig in."

As I picked up the spam Unni had placed in my bowl, I vowed: no matter what lispy nonsense Dad threw at me tomorrow, I'd handle it like a pro.

Clink.

I wanted to help Unni clear the table, but I was too stuffed to move. I'd planned to eat light and do dishes before bed, but I scarfed two bowls.

"All done?"

"Yeah! Super tasty again today."

Leaning back against the bed, I smiled at her. Unni should run a restaurant, not work an office. Once I hit big corp money, I'd make her quit and cook for me full-time.

Oh yeah, while she did dishes, time to check the cafe post and gallery? Felt a tad guilty, but it was part of the job. I'd handle tomorrow's dishes.

Propped against the bed, I opened the Atelier Fan Cafe green window and hit new post. Gotta announce dinner with Unni and bedtime first.

The emoji felt cringy, but fans would like it, right? While waiting for replies, time to check the gallery.

Among the posts, I picked the most amusing one to read.

I knew gallery folks played like this usually, but being the subject made it feel fresh. Main wife between Unni and Huran-i… honestly, every time I saw stuff like this, the same thought hit me.

Why overcomplicate? Same-sex marriage ain't legal here anyway—might as well fantasize both as main wives.