Do You Find Me Disgusting Too?
The current time was 1 a.m.
After stopping by the house to change out of my damp clothes, I headed out again and met up with Isuh noona.
We could have just drunk comfortably at my place, but we came outside because she wanted to drink at her favorite bar.
"Is this the place?"
"Yeah. It is, but…"
"Isn't it closed?"
We'd taken a taxi after the last bus had already stopped running, yet the bar's entrance was firmly shut.
The only things greeting us were a sign saying the owner was closed for personal reasons and the chilly wind of the early morning streets.
"Nothing's going right today."
Noona, who was wearing a mask in case anyone recognized her, muttered under her breath.
Thanks to still being stuck in her sage time, her voice sounded as dark as the inside of the closed shop.
"Want to just drink at my place? Or since we're already out, should we go somewhere else?"
"Taking another taxi sounds like a hassle. Let's just go in somewhere else."
I diligently scanned the area for any decent spots.
The noisy chatter of customers and flashy signs tried to lure us in, but unfortunately, none of them caught noona's fancy.
"Ugh, there's nowhere to go. It'd be a problem if someone recognized me, so somewhere we can eat quietly by ourselves would be best."
"Should we just get a motel room?"
The moment I said the word motel, noona shot me a suspicious look.
"No, I just meant there doesn't seem to be anywhere we can eat alone together."
"…I guess that's true."
Noona couldn't find any particular reason to argue, so we eventually decided on a motel.
I was worried there might not be any rooms left since it was the early morning between Saturday and Sunday, but luckily one room was still available nearby and we managed to check in safely.
"Huh? This place…"
The moment I stepped inside, I flinched.
A massive heart-shaped bed sat prominently in the center of the spacious room, complete with matching pillows.
The walls and tables were decorated with flowers and hearts, giving off a distinctly suggestive vibe.
Come to think of it, the sign outside had said it was a newly opened couples-only motel. So that's why it was designed like this.
I'd never been to a motel before, and having the atmosphere laid out so blatantly made me strangely nervous.
Unlike me, noona didn't seem particularly bothered.
"Noona. Have you been to motels often?"
"Why would I have any reason to come to a place like this? I'm going to use the bathroom real quick. Let's go buy drinks together after."
"No, I'll go get them. You rest."
"…You sure?"
"Is it okay if I just grab some snacks from the convenience store?"
"No. I'll order delivery, so just bring the alcohol. I'll pay you back when you get back."
Some time later, the drinks and food were ready, and our unplanned private drinking session began.
There was a table in the room, but noona had ordered way too much food, so we ended up spreading everything out on the floor.
"Noona, soju? Beer?"
"I'll have a somaek."
"Got it."
"Give it here, I'll mix it. You drinking somaek too?"
Noona filled both our paper cups and immediately downed her first one.
By the time I'd only drunk about half of mine and set it down, she was already refilling her empty cup.
"Do you drink often?"
She shook her head at my question.
"Only once in a while when I feel like it. What about you?"
"I don't drink that much either. I only go out when my friends call me."
Gulp… gulp….
She was already emptying her second cup while I was still answering.
The way she refilled the next one without the slightest hesitation gave off a serious drinker's aura.
"You're a strong drinker, noona."
"I'm not. My head's just a mess, so I'm forcing it down."
Gulp… gulp….
For someone who claimed she couldn't drink well, the fact that she'd already emptied three cups and was pouring a fourth didn't add up.
Still, seeing her drink like that without any food, she must have been pretty upset.
"Don't think about it too seriously. The viewers didn't notice, so isn't that what matters?"
"It's not that simple…"
"Then what?"
"I told you. I feel like such a pervert. Even though my head keeps telling me I shouldn't, I can't control it…"
She probably hated people who moved according to their sexual desires instead of reason more than anyone.
That must have been why she'd hated me so much after the middle school incident.
But now that she'd become that kind of person herself, it seemed to have caused a severe case of cognitive dissonance.
"Come on. In the end, I'm the only one who knows you're a pervert. It's fine."
"Still…"
"Wait, drink slowly! At least eat some chicken with it."
The moment she finished one cup and immediately tried to pour another, I hurriedly stopped her.
No matter how troubled she was, I couldn't let her drink five straight somaeks on an empty stomach.
"…"
But noona just hung her head low and didn't move an inch.
Was she upset that I'd made her stop drinking?
Almost a full minute passed with no reaction, so I asked worriedly.
"Are you okay?"
"…kay."
"What did you say, noona?"
"I said I'm not okay!"
Her voice suddenly rose in pitch.
When she slowly lifted her head, her eyes were completely glazed over.
"…Are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk!"
As soon as she answered, she filled her paper cup to the brim with soju and chugged it down.
What she showed me next was a glare that looked like she wanted to kill me.
"Because of you…"
She crawled toward me on all fours, circling around the delivery food spread out in the middle.
The moment the lioness who had been stalking her prey pounced, I squeezed my eyes shut.
"This is all your fault!"
She threw herself into my arms and started sniffing me.
"Sniff, haa… slurp. Haaaa. Because of this… I turned into a pervert…"
"So you really weren't lying when you said you were a lightweight."
Until now, we hadn't even had a chance to talk properly, let alone drink, so this was my first time seeing her drunk.
I never expected her to change this much.
It seemed the nonstop drinking without any food had just been her completely losing her mind and pushing herself.
"Hey! Why did you order chicken? It's mixing with your scent!"
"You ordered it, noona."
"That's right!"
Even while answering energetically, she clung to me like a sloth and refused to let go.
"Wait, let go for a second. You don't even drink well, so why did you drink so fast?"
"Because it's hard to stay sane…!"
She was yelling and clinging so tightly that I had no choice but to give up on prying her off.
I figured it would be better to just let her stay like this until her mood improved, so I stayed still.
"…"
The motel room was as quiet as a library.
With an all-star lineup of delivery food—chicken, pizza, braised pig's feet—spread out in front of us, we were just staring at it, but I didn't particularly feel like eating.
Maybe it was because she was drunk, but the body in my arms felt warmer and more comforting than usual.
As I quietly savored that warmth, noona pressed her forehead against my chest and spoke.
"…Hey. Do you hate me a lot?"
"Why?"
"After cursing and hating you since middle school, now I'm just being a burden. Like right now."
"I don't mind."
"You can be honest. Do you find me disgusting too?"
"No. I like that we've gotten this close, even if it's like this."
"…"
Silence fell again.
I had no way of knowing what she was thinking.
I could only hope that if she was feeling depressed, smelling my scent would at least make her feel a little better.
In the continued silence, the one who spoke first this time wasn't me either.
"You really don't find me disgusting? Then… that thing you said about not minding dating me… was that true too?"
"I told you back then. I wasn't joking."
"Even though I'm a woman who jerks off every day smelling your panties?"
"Yeah."
"I… I even secretly put your cum on my underwear and wore it home."
"That's such a perverted thing to do, it actually makes me like you more."
"Tsk. You're really hopeless too…"
Noona let out a dry laugh and suddenly stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"Stay right here and don't move."
After leaving those short words, she headed somewhere and disappeared into a small room on one side.
Did motel rooms usually come with a small room like that? Or was it just this one?
As someone visiting a motel for the first time, there was no way I'd know.
'…How long am I supposed to wait?'
I waited silently for about ten minutes.
Finally, the door to the small room opened, and Isuh noona emerged.
In an outfit I never could have imagined.
"N-Noona?"
She was wearing nothing but underwear.
The problem was that it wasn't ordinary bra and panties.
It was an adult design made of intricate embroidery, but that wasn't the issue I was talking about.
The panties had so little fabric that almost all the skin on her lower body was exposed, but that wasn't it either.
The reason I called it unexpected was because both the top and bottom had large holes where her nipples and pussy should have been covered.
"What is this all of a sudden… where did you get clothes like that?"
The bra was like a halter neck that covered up to her neck and chest, but there was a large heart-shaped hole right in her cleavage.
It was clothing that served no purpose except for sex—literally made only for that one act.
"…"
Noona walked past me with a heavily intoxicated expression and plopped down on the bed.
The mattress sank deeply and then bounced back up, making her fully exposed breasts jiggle heavily.
"When you went out to buy drinks earlier, I looked in that room and there were tons of clothes like this."
So the couples-only motel had a room full of lewd outfits.
I still didn't have enough data to know if this was normal for all motels or if this place was special.
"Do you know what I thought when I went in there?"
"What did you think?"
"I really couldn't understand women who wear weird clothes like this and act cute for men. I thought they were sex-crazed beast bitches. But then do you know what else I thought?"
When I asked with my expression instead of words, the answer came quickly.
"That wearing perverted clothes like this and smelling your scent would feel good."
A bitter smile spread across noona's lips.
"Isn't it ridiculous? I think it's ridiculous too. Calling you a pervert while my head is full of nothing but dirty fantasies. Even though I'm such a hypocritical and lewd woman, you really don't find me disgusting?"
It was the same question she'd asked earlier.
But the meaning hidden inside felt slightly different this time.
If the previous one had been a lament born from simple self-loathing, this one felt like she was hoping I would say I didn't hate her.
Naturally, from my position, I wanted to give her the answer she wanted.
I wanted to go further and help her stop feeling anxious and accept her changed self.
So instead of answering the question, I walked straight over to the bed and stole her lips.
"Mmph?!"
I pulled the surprised noona tightly into my arms and pushed my tongue between her lips.
Her tongue struggled desperately to avoid mine, but I persistently chased it, mixing our saliva.
"Hup, slurp… mmph! Hey, what are you… mmph?!"
I'd done it impulsively, but the sensation of kissing someone was incredibly special.
The strange feeling of another person's tongue touching such a sensitive area.
The first-time experience sent electric thrills throughout my body, soon followed by a sweetness no expensive food could ever match.
"Mmph, slurp… s-stop… haup…!"
It smelled like alcohol, but that wasn't enough to cover up the current euphoria.
It felt like the membrane that had been covering my world had peeled away, making everything look much clearer.
Even if it sounded strange, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I felt like I'd been reborn.
"Mmph, hup… haa! W-what are you doing all of a sudden…"
She asked while avoiding my eyes.
I knew it was sudden.
But with my rotten brain, I couldn't think of any more effective way to shake off noona's self-loathing.
"Think about it, noona. Would I kiss someone I found disgusting?"
Noona was my first love.
I'd given up after middle school, but after getting closer to her recently, I'd fallen for her again.
I was too embarrassed to say those exact words out loud.
But even if I couldn't persuade her with fancy rhetoric, doing something like this should have been enough to convey my sincerity.
Now noona wouldn't say weak things anym—.
"…I don't believe you."
An answer different from what I'd expected left me feeling dejected.
Even after all this, she still couldn't believe me. What more was I supposed to do?
At that moment, the corners of noona's mouth, as she looked up at me, slowly curved upward.
"Show me with your body."
"What?"
Her gaze, which had been slowly moving downward, stopped at my lower body.
Specifically, at my crotch, which had swollen without me realizing it from the kiss earlier.
"I still can't believe you when you say you don't find me disgusting… so show me with your body."
The expression and voice of noona as she said that were much lighter than before.
My heart felt lighter along with hers, but the rod between my legs had become heavier than ever.
"Alright. If you can't believe it with words, I'll make you believe it with my body."