Deulle's Crisis (2)
Without pressuring Min Deulle, I gave her plenty of time. Slowly, she reached out and pulled a single condom from the box, handing it to me.
That's right. It's the one from the dream.
It was the exact product from last night's dream. The condom Jangmi noona had recommended. The one she'd slipped onto me herself and then peeled off. The one she'd tested first with her own body. Could this really be a coincidence?
"This... where'd you get it? Did you buy it yourself?"
I couldn't hold back my curiosity.
"Ah..."
Min Deulle hesitated for a moment before whispering so softly it was barely audible.
"Jang... Jangmi unnie... she gave it to me. Just in case..."
"When?"
"Yesterday. When I said I was going to the ER for a bit. I told you I went to the pharmacy, remember? That's when..."
"Ahh..."
I gripped the packaged condom, lost in thought. So, did that mean Jangmi noona was hoping Min Deulle and I would hook up? Giving her the condom, backing up Deulle's opinion today... it all pointed that way.
But then what's with the remote?
The remote was in my left pants pocket. For the dildo plugged into Jangmi noona's pussy. The one that controlled its intensity.
Would you hand a remote like that to a guy you want to get with your little sister?
Min Deulle broke the silence.
"S-sorry... Are you disappointed?"
"Huh?"
"I know... It's hard to believe... But it's all true. I'm trying so hard not to lie to you, oppa."
"..."
"I dyed my hair blonde... act all cocky... look like some wild girl on the outside... but I've never... never used anything like this."
Min Deulle was desperately trying to explain herself. She must have thought I wouldn't believe her.
"Ah! N-no, I mean, it's not like I haven't used anything... I was trying to say I have no experience like that..."
Her voice trailed off into the air, growing quieter. She hadn't lifted her head since earlier, fidgeting restlessly.
This... it's like looking at my old self.
Being with Min Deulle always made me think, She really likes me. You could feel it without her saying it outright—in her actions, her tone. The way she'd subtly press against me, rubbing her thigh or chest. How carefully she chose her words. The way she avoided lies or cleared up misunderstandings right away. It all came from liking me.
All those little things reminded me of my past self. I'd liked someone for so long, so deeply. Not as intensely as at first, but I still did.
I wonder if Ari felt the same way about me back then...
Thud.
I set the condom down on the desk, and Min Deulle flinched.
"So, Deulle. What you're saying is... you want to do it with me?"
"Y-yes? Ah... Uh... W-well... If you ask it like that... It's not that I don't want to... No, yes. I do want to... for now, at least..."
I forced down the smile tugging at my lips. You can't toy with someone's feelings just because they like you. After all, I'd spent over ten years getting played by Ari like that.
But the Min Deulle struggling to squeeze out words right in front of me was too damn cute. Panicking on her own, spiraling, trying to fix it and failing, ending up all mopey—the whole process was adorable. My heart raced at how she shrank at my slightest gesture, trembled at my words.
"Deulle-ya."
"Y-yes?"
"You know I like Ari, right?"
"Ah, yeah..."
Her voice shook so much it hurt me to hear it. Hearing the truth from the guy you like—even if you already knew it—had to sting. In the dream, I'd said, I like you, not Ari. I love you. But that was just a dream. Reality hadn't changed. The man named Uju-mong still liked her older sister, Min Ari. My words had forced her to face it head-on.
"Even so, you want to do it with me?"
"...Yes."
Min Deulle nodded and suddenly grabbed my hand. Both her hands clamped down on my right one. It was so unexpected I flinched too.
"Just like you like unnie... I like you a lot too, oppa."
"..."
"Honestly, I was prepared to pine after you for at least ten years... until you sorted out your feelings and looked my way. I was gonna stay quiet, not burden you..."
"..."
"But if you ask if I want to... when I could... I do want to."
Min Deulle slowly lifted her head. I could only watch in silence.
She's different from me, after all.
Her face flushed red, eyes glistening, hands trembling with fear yet gripping me tight as she stared right at me. Where did this courage come from? How could she take the step I'd failed to in ten years, so boldly? Just moments ago, she looked so fragile she'd shatter at a touch. I'd wanted to hold her tight and soothe her tears.
But now? This small, young girl seemed ten times tougher, stronger than me.
"I don't even know if I should hug you..."
"If it's because of unnie, I swear I won't say a word. It'll be our secret."
From her perspective, sure. If Ari found out I'd slept with her little sister, our chances would tank. But oddly, that didn't worry me. The concern in my head pointed somewhere else entirely.
Was I tainting this pure, shining girl? If I hadn't used the Dream Manipulation App... or stopped after just once... she never would have fallen for a guy like me.
"O-oppa... You don't... want to do it with me?"
Suddenly, Min Deulle lifted my hand. Raised it up. Toward her chest.
"..."
"..."
My hand rested on her breast, our gazes locked. Eyes intertwined in the air, and strength flowed naturally into my grip.
"Ah... ♥"
The anxiety on her face melted away. A soft moan tickled my ear, the fullness in my palm shattering my guilt. As the guilt faded, the distance between us shrank. Before I could think, our lips met.
Slowly, cautiously, as if seeking permission, our lips moved. My hand gently caressed her breast; her hand slipped between my legs, stroking the bulge straining against my pants.
Smooch.Squelch.
The quiet room—once filled with page-turns and fan whirs—now brimmed with breaths and lip smacks. The kiss flowed more naturally than expected. Just like in the dream, Min Deulle skillfully tangled her tongue with mine.
"Haa..."
When we finally parted, her expression had melted into something lewd. Wordlessly, our hands kept moving, eyes communicating.
"Sh-should we... do it?"
How could I refuse? We'd come this far—there was no way I'd say, Nah, I can't. This isn't right.
Knock knock knock.
The knocks ended, and the door flew open almost instantly. I spun around on reflex, snatching the condom off the desk. Twisting to hide my erection, I pretended to flip open a textbook.
Min Deulle whipped around too, kicking her bag—condom box inside—under the desk.
"Oh? Did I interrupt?"
I sighed in quiet relief at the teasing voice from behind.
"Mom cut some fruit for you. Eat up and keep going~."
"A-apple? Sounds yummy."
Min Deulle wiped her lips, smoothed her hair, and flashed an awkward smile.
"Huh? Why's our Deulle's face so red?"
"Wh-what?"
"Redder than the apple. Did something good happen?"
"Wh-what are you talking about? We were just studying."
Jangmi noona set the apple on the desk and turned to me. Her gaze probed relentlessly between my legs.
"I see. Just studying, huh."
She leaned down, whispering something in Min Deulle's ear. Too quiet to hear, but Deulle's reaction gave it away.
"St-stop it! Don't say weird stuff—get out!"
"Got it. Good luck, you two—in every way."
As Jangmi noona slipped out, I immediately fiddled with the remote. Cranking the vibration to max, she shuddered mid-step.
"Eut... ♥ Sh-should I lock the door on my way out? Keep everyone away?"
"Unnie!"
Ignoring Min Deulle's shout, Jangmi noona breezed out—and made sure to firmly lock the door handle on her way.
"..."
"..."
Silence returned. This time, I broke it first.
"Looks like... we'll have to save this for next time."