Weakness (7) - I Want to Travel
I want to travel… To a place where no one knows me. I want to go on a date. I want to drive around in a car. Like the one I’m riding in right now. It doesn’t even have to be a big one.
“Miss Hinami, would you like to stop at a rest area?”
“Yesss…”
Eleven at night. The road leading back to Seoul from the countryside. Without the members who had abandoned me to run off to the bathroom. I sit alone in the back seat of the car, waiting for them alongside a manager who feels like an NPC—neither likable nor particularly annoying.
…Can’t they hurry back? I just want to dive straight into bed, even one second sooner.
“Still, today’s schedule is over, so get some proper rest when we return.”
“Yesss…”
No matter how quickly we get back, it’ll easily be past midnight. And even if I somehow fall asleep, the schedule starts again at dawn tomorrow. There are still four days left until our day off. On top of that, we just flew in from Haneda Airport the day before yesterday, so I really feel like I’m going to die. At least it was close since it was Japan. My throat is still scratchy from the dry air on the plane.
…It would be nice if I could just catch a proper cold and rest. But not badly enough to actually want that.
“…”
I curse my unnecessarily healthy body, slip the eye mask and neck pillow back on after briefly removing them, close my eyes, and take a deep breath.
…Ah, I feel like I’m going to pass out again like this.
I was about to surrender to the wave of drowsiness without resistance when—
“Ugh, I’m so tired…”
…My incredibly noisy members pile back into the car. Well, the one sitting next to me is relatively quiet, at least.
“Everyone’s here? I’ll start driving.”
“Yesss~. Ah, Jia. Pass me an eye mask.”
“…Here.”
“Me too, me too.”
The usual noisy atmosphere inside the car. Maybe because it’s so routine, I can’t even tell if the voices reaching my ears right now are reality or a dream. Not that it matters much either way.
“…”
Before long the loud chatter fades away. Now only the sound of the wheels rolling and the soft breathing of the others fills the quiet car.
…Would it be better to have Greek yogurt for breakfast tomorrow? Come to think of it, if you dip tandoori chicken in yogurt, is that Turkish food or Indian…?
“…Hup.”
Right before I slipped completely into dreamland following that train of thought, I flinch awake.
…Ah, if I hadn’t caught myself, I would’ve been out for good in thirty seconds.
Pushing aside my regret, I start to lift my eye mask to check the navigation, but then—
“…”
My eyes land on Jia staring out the window with a gloomy expression.
Hmm.
…I guess going back to how things were before won’t be easy after all. Was sending that photo a mistake?
…Well, the moment I got caught, nothing I did would’ve mattered anyway. At least it felt good in the moment.
“…Jia, aren’t you sleeping?”
“…I’m tired too. I’ll sleep.”
If someone asked whether my connection with Jia is important, I’d say of course it is—she’s my only friend. That’s why… I wanted her to understand me more than anyone. But Jia is such a clean person. It seems like she doesn’t need a friend like me. Well, I suppose no one would want a friend who’s sleeping with their older sister’s boyfriend. It was my choice. I have to accept it with grace.
“Haa…”
I put the eye mask back on, let out a long sigh, and force myself to think only of good things. Only of enjoyable memories. That’s how I barely make it through today as well.
Just endure a few more days. If I endure… I’ll get to see Oppa again.
“Hey, wake up. We’re almost there.”
“Mmm…. …Ah.”
Saturday night. She had been desperately reaching out to me, so I got permission to run to her this time.
“Ah…. It’s Oppa…”
“Who else would it be?”
“…The manager ahjussi.”
“Isn’t that a bit harsh?”
“…Good thing it’s not.”
If she had sounded fine, I wouldn’t have gone this far. We hadn’t met in person, but even over the phone her tone felt off. Off enough that even Haeun had noticed.
“Ah, what about my sister…?”
“I dropped her off first. She’s probably asleep at the pension.”
“…I see.”
A tight two-night, three-day trip—leaving Saturday evening and returning Monday morning. Even though it was a completely private pension, I hadn’t planned to bring her along just in case. But this time, I couldn’t possibly leave her behind. It wasn’t because she was throwing a tantrum about wanting to meet. It was because she had lied and said she was fine. Like an idiot.
“If it were winter, I would’ve taken you to a hot spring.”
“…Let’s go to Japan for a trip later, Oppa.”
“I’ll take you to some deep countryside you’ve never heard of.”
“…Okay.”
Even now, it wasn’t exactly safe. She wasn’t even wearing a proper disguise—just a cap and a mask. If someone took a single photo on a night this late, it would be over. Especially since Haeun wasn’t with us right now.
“Ah, by the way. Did I… fall asleep the moment I got in the car?”
“You know it.”
“…How embarrassing.”
“You didn’t snore, so it’s fine.”
“Hehe…”
Still, I had to bring her. She’d been running on a brutal schedule all week. And she’d been working alongside Seo Jia the entire time. Even if Hinami held no ill will toward Jia, there was no way Jia could look at her the way she used to. There’s nothing more exhausting than spending day after day with a friend who feels awkward around you. The direction might be different, but back when I was rehabilitating, I wanted to die every time I had to face my teammates.
“Haaam…. Ah. Is this the place…?”
“Yeah. Looks pretty secluded, doesn’t it? Like there won’t be any people around.”
“Yes. It’s really… gloomy. I don’t think there’s a single person here.”
We finally reached our destination, parked the car, and killed the engine. I moved to the back seat where I had left her, and unbuckled her seatbelt.
“…”
“…”
There was no need for words. No need for any more conversation. We simply engraved each other’s silhouettes into our retinas.
“…Mm, …hup…”
Beneath a night sky that smelled entirely of summer, she leaned back against the seat and pulled me in. I sank into her, filling her lips with as much of myself as she wanted, as much as she lacked.
“Chuu… hup…. …Pha…”
Her eyes were half-lidded and sleepy-looking. But her tongue tasted as if all traces of exhaustion had fled.
“He…up, nngh…, chuuu…”
That same tongue that had whispered love to her fans today, those lips that had acted adorably cute, the sparkly light pink tint that had glittered under the stage lights—I covered them all with my own fluids.
“…Haa. Ha…. Hehe…”
I burned into my memory the way the corners of her eyes curved like crescent moons in the moonlight. I engraved my existence into those pupils that shone more beautifully than a full moon.
“Should we do it and then head back? To your sister.”
“…”
Secretly. But never as an affair or betrayal. In that ambiguous space between.
“Ah, haha…. It’s not cold. Since it’s summer…”
“If the AC air leaks out it’ll get hot.”
“…Should I turn it back on?”
“…Yeah.”
I closed the door again, reached out, and restarted the engine, gradually pushing away the humid summer night air.
“Haa…. Ah. There really aren’t any people around, right…?”
“It’s basically in the middle of the forest here.”
In the back seat, I began peeling away, layer by layer, the thin summer clothes of the idol named Nakazawa Hinami, who had endured that brutal schedule alongside me today.
“My chest is a little sweaty…”
“Doesn’t matter.”
As proof of her hard work, I unhooked her slightly damp bra with a couple of quick snaps. In the faint glow of the interior light, I illuminated her slender body.
“You really don’t mind?”
“Nope.”
“Really? Even though you probably just finished fucking that big-breasted unnie senseless.”
“You’re good in your own way.”
“…Player.”
Without lying. With complete honesty. As I caressed her—
“Ah…”
I lightly took between my lips the deliciously ripened, bright red flesh.
“Mmm…. …Haa. It doesn’t smell like sweat, does it…?”
“…It smells like powder.”
“Eh, no way…”
The cosmetic scent that tickled my nose was stimulating, but not unpleasant.
“Hehe…. Ah. Oppa, you’re like a baby…”
“What?”
“…Does the milk taste good?”
“…”
“You really… can’t be honest at all… ah…”
The sweet taste of tint still lingering on the tip of my tongue—I covered it with the slightly savory, chewy flavor of her nipple.
“Ha, hehe…. Ah…”
She arrogantly stroked my hair. I slipped my fingers beneath her skirt.
“…”
Without a word, she lifted her hips, raised her thighs. Instead of the panties that should have been there, I found only a single strand of extremely thin black string. I slid it up and left it resting on her thigh.
“You walked around wearing this?”
“…I changed into it earlier…”
“…Why?”
“No comment. …Pervert.”
She had changed for me during that brief stop at home. I ran my hands over her thighs, her pelvis, her navel—her still baby-soft, pale skin.
“…”
She swallowed hard. I slowly removed her skirt with her help.
“Hehe…”
Before long she sat there, her face looking mature beyond her years thanks to the gorgeous, almost gaudy makeup.
“…I’ll take my shoes off.”
Now there was nothing. Not even a single pair of socks. The pure white Hinami wore nothing but her earrings. I gently sat her on top of me.
“…”
She pulled down the zipper of my straining pants with her slender fingers. Zzzip.
“Ah…”
Just like she had done, she lifted her hips slightly. My cock, now slick and sticky, met the cold air inside the car.
“Hey, Oppa.”
“Yeah.”
“…Thank you for bringing me.”
“…If you hadn’t said anything, I was planning to send you straight home.”
“Eh, that’s so mean…”
As if we were simply chatting, we continued our casual conversation.
“It’s really mean. When I’m doing this much for you… he…”
Schlick, schlick. She grabbed my cock and obscenely guided it inside herself. I held her firmly in place.
“Ha… ah…. …Ah. Oppaaa…”
“What?”
“If this leaks… the car will get dirty, so…”
With half-lidded eyes and skin covered in goosebumps, she clung to me, craving me.
“…So it doesn’t leak, kiss my baby room tight with your glans… Bup, bup. …Please…♡”
This pitiful, lovable girl—I hugged her with everything I had.
“Nngh…, hup…, ut, ut, hup, hup…, uuup………♥”
Spitting out the strands of hair that kept slipping into my mouth one by one, I gently bit down on the tongue that endlessly sought mine. Again and again. As she wished. As I wished. Until the car was thoroughly dirtied, I held her tight.