Drunk Iseul
Four cans of beer and four bottles of soju in.
Iseul's limit was about a bottle and a half of soju, so she was already well past it.
"Uuuugh...!! Unnie's so pitiful... I'm so pitiful... Serin's so pitiful... Eunho oppa's so pitiful too... Everyone's so pitiful... Hiiing...! Unnieee...!!"
"Who are you calling unnie?"
"Ah..!! O-o-oppa, you're here?! I'm so sorry! I'll clean this up right aw—"
"It's oppa... Poor Eunho oppa... Oppa's so pitifuuuul...!!!"
"......"
She was completely wasted.
Had someone really poured drinks into her until she got this drunk?
"I-Iseul!"
"Kyaah!!"
"Iseul!!"
I rushed over as she reached a hand toward me and toppled right out of her chair.
Crouching down on the floor to prop her up, I realized something.
Maybe Iseul was the one who'd been doing the pouring.
"Oppaah... Let's toast, us pitiful people... Heheh...."
"Pull yourself together."
"I'm totally fine! Completely!! Hehe... So you toast too, oppa~ Ah... There's no more booze... No more booze..."
"I'm so sorry... Because of me..."
"We'll talk later. First we need to get Iseul somewhere else."
"Booze... booze....."
"Stop pouring! It's overflowing!"
"Hehe... You have a drink too, oppa~"
"Haa...."
I'd never seen her this drunk before. Looking at her like this, it hit me that Iseul was just a regular person too.
Even completely hammered, she was still ridiculously pretty, though.
"Hihi...."
"Don't laugh."
"Hit~"
"I said don't laugh?"
"Hihing~"
"Haa... Fine, laugh all you want. I'm picking you up for a second."
I scooped Iseul up in a princess carry, and soju spilled over the rim of the glass still clutched in her hand.
"Ah...! Oop!"
"Don't drink that!!"
"Uup uup..!"
She downed the overflowing soju in one gulp, shook her head, then nestled the glass into her cleavage, grabbed my face with both hands—
And poured soju from her mouth into mine.
"Uuung...."
"Oop!"
"Ah..!"
Han Jihyun spun around with a hand over her mouth, startled, while I swallowed the soju Iseul was feeding me with my eyes wide, then pulled my lips free.
"Oppa drank too... A toast with our lips... Hihi...."
"Wow... So you've got a trashy side too, huh?"
"I'm trashy...? I don't like that.... I don't want you to see me like that, oppa...."
"Then let's go to bed already. Then you're not trashy."
"Okay... Let's go sleep.. Together with oppa... It's been so long...."
"W-what are you saying?!"
I yelped, shot a glance at Han Jihyun, and hurriedly carried Iseul off to the bedroom.
"Why am I even watching her reaction, though?"
I was a grown adult. Nothing to be embarrassed about, nothing to feel awkward over.
And I'd already told her that Iseul and I had that kind of relationship, more or less.
It was just... a little awkward, that was all.
"Hihi...."
"I said don't laugh..!!"
"Hihing..."
I managed to get the door open, lay Iseul down on the bed, and pulled the soju glass out from between her breasts.
But then she looped her arms around my neck and gave me a sultry look.
"Oppaah..."
"Not right now. You know that, right? Han Jihyun's right outside."
"I'll take care of you from now on..."
"Take care of what??"
"So you won't be lonely... I'll stay by your side so you won't be lonely, oppa...."
"......"
If sober Iseul had said that, I probably would've been a little moved.
Even now, my heart went a little soft.
"What on earth did you two talk about while drinking?"
"Uuung..... That's...."
"That's?"
"A secret.... Hihihi...."
"Huu... Just go to sleep. See you tomorrow."
"You're not sleeping with me..? I want to sleep together.... I want to stay next to you, oppa...."
"Alright. I'll go wash up and come back, so wait for me."
"You don't even have to wash... I'll scrub you clean myself...."
"Hey..! Hey..!!"
"Uuung... I'll wash youuu...."
I hurriedly peeled her hands off as she tried to strip me, straightened up from where I'd been leaning over her, pulled the blanket over her wriggling form, grabbed the soju glass, and slipped out of the room.
"Whew....."
I let out a long breath and lifted the hand still holding the glass.
"Drunk Iseul, huh... She's definitely more aggressive like this..."
The thought that I should properly set up a drinking night with her sometime had barely formed when a clattering sound pulled me toward the kitchen.
Han Jihyun seemed to have gone past her own limit too—she was swaying on her feet, bracing herself against the table and the sink as she struggled to clean up the kitchen.
"Just leave it."
"N-no..! I'll finish cleaning this up.. And I'll be careful so this never happens again.. I'm so sorry..."
"It's fine. And..."
"Yes..?"
"....Never mind. Just go to your room and get some rest. You can clean tomorrow. That's an order from your employer."
"Ah... Yes...."
Only then did Han Jihyun set down whatever she'd been holding and stagger off to her room, one hand trailing along the wall for support.
I cleaned up whatever was left.
This much, I could handle myself.
"Whew... Alright, I should wash up too.."
Once the cleanup was done, I headed into the bathroom off the master bedroom.
I was standing under the warm cascade of water, letting the fatigue melt away, when—
"Uwahk!!!"
Nearly gave me a heart attack.
Thought it was Shin Yena for a second.
"......"
Iseul was plastered against the shower glass, lips moving as she said something. I had no idea when she'd come in.
I shut off the water, and her voice came through.
"I'll wash youuu..."
"What the hell is going on with you?! What did you two even talk about to make you act like this??"
"Hiiing..."
"Haa..."
I stepped out of the shower stall, hooked my left arm around the clingy Iseul, and started filling the bathtub.
Then I turned, stripped her clothes off, and climbed into the tub with her.
"Oppaah..."
Sitting between my legs with both hands and her cheek pressed against my chest, Iseul let me tuck her hair behind her ear as I asked,
"What did you talk about? Don't just say it's a secret—tell me. By your own logic, isn't it pitiful if I'm the only one who doesn't know?"
"It's pitiful.... That can't happen... Hiiing...."
Suddenly on the verge of tears, Iseul started recounting the conversation she'd had with Han Jihyun.
Nothing particularly special.
Stories about Iseul's family. Stories about Han Jihyun's family.
Things I already knew.
"So why am I the pitiful one?"
"You didn't have anyone either, oppa... When you needed them most... no family by your side..."
Ah. In that sense, yeah, it was pretty pitiful.
But that was all in the past now.
These days I had a life happy enough that a girl like this was comforting me and fretting over me.
"I've got you now, don't I?"
"Hihi... You're right... Now that I'm by your side.... Oppa's not pitiful...."
"There we go."
"But... Unnie and Serin... they're still pitiful...."
"They're each other's family. What's pitiful about that?"
"They are pitiful!! Especially Serin... She's so, so pitiful.... So... couldn't you become their family, oppa..?"
"......"
"I'm sorry... That was way out of line.. Hiiing...."
"It's fine. Drop it. Let's just sleep already. I'm tired."
We'd left the bathroom a while ago.
Now we were lying in bed, and she still wouldn't let me sleep, chattering away beside me.
Seriously, what was with her today?
Was it the alcohol?
"If you're tired... you just sleep, oppa... I'll take care of things myself...."
"I-Iseul..! Ah....!!"
"Uup... chuuup.... chup...."
She suddenly burrowed under the covers, wriggled around, and started sucking my cock into her mouth.
If it was this kind of thing, staying up late might not be so bad.
Though I was a little worried Han Jihyun might hear if Iseul got loud.
Still—this was a first. Would she be okay with it?
I'd always wanted to try it once.
Sliiiide—
I pulled Iseul's hips toward me, rested my head on one of her thighs, and buried my face between her legs.
And I started licking too.
Her most sensitive place.
"Chuuup.. chup.. chup.."
"Haaeu..!! Heuuuung...!!!"
Delicious.
And she wasn't being too loud.
We went on sucking at each other like that, until Iseul pulled her mouth free, shoved me back, and threw the covers off.
Then she climbed on top of me, lined my cock up with one hand, and slowly lowered her hips.
"Haaeut...!!! Eut..!!!!"
"Iseul..!"
"You just stay still, oppa... I'll do it for you... Haeut!! Heung!!!"
"Y-you're being a little loud, don't you think..? Iseul??"
"Haaang!! Haeung!! Heung!! Aaang!!"
"......"
We were screwed.
Like a seal had been broken, Iseul started thrashing on top of me, moaning without any restraint, and then she came first, collapsing limp across my chest.
"I'm sooorry... I guess I'm still.. not good enough.... Heuuu..!!"
"It's fine. I can take over."
"Not right now... If we keep going... I think I might... pee—haaeung!!!!"
And with that, Iseul squirted hard through a second orgasm, while I came just as hard across her chest.
Which meant we had to head back to the bathroom all over again.
"Ah... What the... Ah.... Stop....."
What the hell?
What kept shoving at me like this?
"Ah..!!"
"I'm sorry.. Just a little more....!! Kyaah!!!"
"What the hell?!!"
I bolted upright at the sudden scream.
But I couldn't see a thing.
"What..? Was that a dream...?"
"Aaaah...!!"
"......"
Not a dream.
Following the moans coming from somewhere nearby, I found Iseul sitting slumped on the floor beside the bed.
"Aaaah..!"
"You okay..?"
"Yes.. Sorry for waking you..."
"What were you doing?"
"Well...."
Rubbing her backside as she got to her feet, Iseul rolled up the bed cover that was sprawled across the floor and hid it behind her back.
Not that hiding it did any good—I could still see the whole thing.
"......"
"I-I was going to do laundry..."
"Hmm..."
"W-why are you looking at me like that..?"
"The fact that you're trying to wash that right now means you remember what happened last night, huh?"
"No. Not at all. What happened last night?"
Oh-ho?
Playing the actress now, was she?
The way she played dumb was almost natural.
"Then why try to wash it? First thing in the morning. Going so far as to yank it out from under a sleeping person."
"Th-that's.... Hiiing... Can't you just pretend you didn't notice..?"
"Pretend I didn't notice what? That's proof of how well I did my job as a man. And it's not even the first time."
"Last night....."
"Don't tell me you actually peed?"
"I-I don't know!!!"
"......"
That explained it.
The amount of fluid had been no joke.
Though at least it hadn't smelled like pee....
"Sniff sniff.. Anyway, shall we wash up?"
I went into the bathroom, cleaned myself off, and came back out.
Changed clothes too.
"Come to think of it, that's three showers already from last night to this morning... What am I, some kind of germaphobe..."
Dragging my wash-weary body out of the room, I was greeted by a delicious smell that hit me right in the nose, same as always.
"Dried pollack soup."
I didn't particularly need a hangover cure, but dried pollack soup for breakfast was always a solid choice.
And what was that savory smell on top of it?
Meat jeon?
"You're up?"
"Yeah. Han Jihyun, you also....."
I froze solid.
Han Jihyun looked a little embarrassed as she asked,
"Does it look that strange...? Iseul said that changing your outfit can change your mindset, so I tried it on...."
"No.. It's not strange....."
It absolutely wasn't strange.
I was just flustered because I'd never seen her like this before.
She'd always worn baggy, oversized clothes like Iseul back in unit 301, so I'd never really noticed....
"It looks amazing on you! Right, oppa?"
"Uh.. It looks great on you..."
"Heh.. Thank you."
Iseul had appeared at my side at some point, and all I could do was nod along.
Because it really did look great on her.
But that figure....
Whoa.
I nearly jumped out of my skin.
