The Friend's Girlfriend Who Came Seeking

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The sound of the front door opening echoed through the apartment.

Eun-su had returned from work.

She froze mid-motion as she set down her bag, her eyes locking onto the two figures tangled together on the dining chair.

Eun-jung sat straddling Tae-seok's lap. Her slip dress was hiked up to her waist, leaving her nearly naked, while one of Tae-seok's hands roughly kneaded her breast. The pair kissed deeply, completely oblivious to her presence.

“…Already?”

Eun-su's voice trembled with shock.

Eun-jung paused the kiss and glanced over, her face flushed. She answered with casual ease.

“What do you mean, already? We already ate.”

She felt her sister's gaze linger on Tae-seok's fingers gripping her chest. Despite knowing exactly how exposed she was, Eun-jung made no move to pull away. Instead, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she pressed herself even closer against him.

Tae-seok is my man. No matter how many times you've held him, that fact won't change.

It was as if she wanted to display that truth to Eun-su.

“Haa… Don't mind me. I'll just… make myself some coffee.”

Eun-jung buried her face against Tae-seok's neck and murmured softly.

“Let's keep going, honey. No need to worry about her.”

Her lips brushed his ear like a lick. She showed no concern that her sister was watching. If anything, displaying herself like this only excited her further—her tongue moved with growing boldness.

Eun-su walked to the coffee machine amid the wet sounds of their kissing and brewed a cup. She then sat quietly in front of the couple, coffee in hand.

Eun-jung acted as though Eun-su didn't exist, but Tae-seok was different. He eventually broke the kiss and checked her status window.

One additional line had appeared in the special notes. The content… amused him.

Hah… How funny. So the husband found out after all.

After confirming the text, Tae-seok smiled bitterly.

When the kiss suddenly stopped, irritation flashed across Eun-jung's face. She turned sharply toward Eun-su and snapped.

“Hey!!! What are you doing sitting there? Go to your room.”

Her voice was sharper than usual. She found it suspicious that Eun-su would sit right in front of them while they were in the middle of something heated. She had no intention of giving up the seat beside Tae-seok to her sister.

But Eun-su merely shook her head slightly, both hands wrapped around her coffee cup.

“I don't know… I… need someone to talk to.”

“Why? Did something happen?”

Eun-jung continued to glare at her sister, convinced this was nothing more than jealousy disrupting her time with Tae-seok.

Eun-su sighed and set the cup down.

“It's just… my head's a mess today. I wanted to talk to you… even for a little while.”

“Does it have to be right now? Can't you see what we're doing?”

“If not now… we won't have time later, right? You and Tae-seok will be stuck together all night anyway.”

Eun-jung stared at her sister for a moment before sighing. She slowly climbed off Tae-seok's lap and sat in the chair beside him, pulling her slip back down. Yet she kept ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a firm grip on his hand.

“What's going ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on?”

Her voice had softened. Seeing Eun-su go this far, she realized something serious must have happened, and concern for her sister followed.

Eun-su hesitated for a long while, still clutching the coffee cup with both hands. Finally, she spoke in a small, almost whispering voice.

“…My husband… seems to have found out about me and Do-hyun.”

Eun-jung's eyes widened slightly. She unconsciously squeezed Tae-seok's hand tighter.

“That bastard… had someone following me.”

“You… what? You said there was nothing going on. That it was just a misunderstanding on his part…”

Eun-jung's voice grew sharp again, a mix of worry for her sister and a sense of betrayal—Did you even lie to me?

Eun-su gave a bitter laugh and shook her head.

“Haa… That's how it turned out.”

Tae-seok remained relaxed, holding Eun-jung's hand with one while taking a sip of coffee with the other.

“Well… In the end, justice prevailed.”

At his light laugh, Eun-su's eyes flashed as she shot back.

“Hey!!! Is this really not your problem? You're just going to say that so easily?”

Tae-seok chuckled and shrugged.

“So?”

Eun-jung asked.

Eun-su let out a long sigh and scratched her head.

“I don't know… I talked to a lawyer. The alimony and property division ratio might change… More importantly, since I'm the at-fault spouse… if he doesn't accept it, the divorce might not even go through.”

“Why not just get back together this time?”

Eun-jung suggested. Eun-su immediately shook her head vigorously.

“Are you crazy? We're… already over.”

Then Tae-seok, who had been smiling, spoke up.

“Well… It's not like there are no options.”

“Huh? There is a way? What is it?”

“Hmm… It's just… not an easy method…”

Tae-seok smiled somewhat slyly as he looked between the two sisters.

Tae-seok quietly laid out his idea to the two sisters.

In that moment, both Eun-jung and Eun-su's expressions were priceless. Their eyes widened, lips parted, and they remained speechless for a while. The look of That's impossible was written all over their faces.

Tae-seok alternated his gaze between them and spoke in a low, confident voice.

“It's just my suggestion. In the end… whether you carry it out depends on your will.”

With that, Tae-seok stood up and headed upstairs to his rooftop room.

The moment he closed the door, the tension drained from him and fatigue crashed over his body all at once. He lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Today, yesterday, the day before… he had moved inside women's bodies as if he would never tire. In truth, whenever he was buried inside a woman, it felt as though a charger had been plugged into him—his stamina never dropped.

But now that he was alone, all that exhaustion pressed down on him at once.

Have I really become someone who can't live without women anymore?

He gave a small laugh.

Staring at the ceiling, he slowly exhaled. One hand resting on his forehead, he recalled the “method” he had just proposed to the sisters.

Will this method work? It's really… an absurd idea, but…

Just then, his phone rang.

Still lying on the bed, Tae-seok picked it up. The name on the screen was Mi-jin.

A natural smile formed on his lips.

Finally… she contacted me. Took longer than I expected.

When he pressed the call button, Mi-jin's voice came through immediately.

“Senior… Is now a good time to talk?”

“Yeah. It's fine.”

Tae-seok answered leisurely, still gazing at the ceiling.

Mi-jin hesitated for a moment before speaking in a small voice.

“…I want to see you today, Senior.”

Her voice was a mix of embarrassment and longing.

Tae-seok chuckled.

“Suddenly? Did something happen?”

“No… I just… wanted to see your face…”

Mi-jin trailed off and swallowed lightly. Her voice grew even smaller.

“I'll head near your place. I'll go into some café nearby and contact you again.”

Tae-seok slowly sat up and replied in a low voice.

“Sorry. I… still can't go outside right now.”

Though he was living with a completely different mindset and motivation than before, Tae-seok still hadn't left the building and felt a lingering fear about stepping outside.

Mi-jin didn't back down.

“Then… I'll come to your place. That's okay, right?”

The desire to see Tae-seok made her voice moist and urgent.

Tae-seok was silent for a moment before asking.

“Are you… really coming?”

His words carried the implication that if she came, the same thing as before might happen again. Mi-jin knew this, yet she didn't waver. In fact… that was exactly what she wanted.

“Yes… I'll leave right now.”

Tae-seok's bedroom door opened quietly.

Mi-jin stood there shyly.

“Come in.”

At Tae-seok's words, she carefully stepped inside. Even the sound of closing the door seemed to make her nervous—she held the handle until the very end and pushed it shut slowly.

Her outfit was bright and light as usual: a thin cream knit sweater, a short denim skirt, and sneakers loosely laced over bare legs. To anyone, she looked like an ordinary college student.

Yet the atmosphere around her was anything but light.

Normally she would have spoken first, but now she simply stood still after entering. Her gaze naturally swept the room before settling on the bed.

“It's pretty cramped, right? Nowhere to sit. Sit on the bed.”

Tae-seok's words broke the silence.

After a brief hesitation, she carefully perched on the edge of the bed.

Tae-seok glanced at her for a moment, then walked silently to the refrigerator. He opened it, scanned inside, and pulled out a canned coffee.

Click.

After opening it, he handed it to her.

“This is all I have.”

“Ah… No, it's fine. Thank you.”

Mi-jin accepted the can with both hands but didn't drink it, simply holding it.

Tae-seok naturally sat beside her.

“So.”

Tae-seok spoke first.

“What's going on.”

A short, dry question.

The moment the words left his mouth, Mi-jin's shoulders twitched slightly.

“…It's about Jung-hoon senior.”

She continued with her gaze lowered.

“Lately… he's still the same. Even when I'm around, he meets other women… and sometimes doesn't even reply to my messages…”

Her voice grew smaller and smaller.

“He doesn't even apologize when I catch him.”

She added softly, head slightly bowed.

“I could just break up with him… but I can't seem to do it.”

Tae-seok said nothing. He simply listened quietly beside her.

“I hate it… but I can't leave…”

When she finished, silence fell again. This time it lasted longer, and the atmosphere grew awkward.

It was Tae-seok who broke the silence.

“But… why are you telling me this?”

The cold question made Mi-jin's hand freeze.

“…Well.”

She closed her mouth once, then slowly lifted her head. She swallowed as if her throat was dry.

“Because you're no longer someone completely unrelated to my relationship, Senior.”

“What… do you mean by that?”

Mi-jin seemed lost in thought for a moment before continuing calmly.

“I think… I can finally break up with Jung-hoon senior now. Because…”

Mi-jin gazed deeply at Tae-seok.

“It's because of you, Senior.”