Staying at Your Place for a While
"Haaah…."
Her whole body felt heavy and sluggish.
After finishing her round with Mochi, Chaeyeon had showered right away, thrown on some clothes, and headed out.
Thankfully it wasn't the kind of appointment that required her to dress up. If it had been one of those days when the entire Eun family and all their relatives gathered for a meal, she would have been in serious trouble.
"I'm… already late."
She was in a tracksuit. No makeup. And still, her dazzling beauty refused to be dimmed. Young and old, men and women alike—every pair of eyes on the street turned to follow her.
"I'm not really into guys like you. Sorry."
"Ahh…."
One of the self-styled trendy guys who liked to dress up had approached her hoping to get her number, only to receive a frosty dismissal. He slunk off with his shoulders slumped.
Chaeyeon started walking again. She wanted to hurry to the meeting place since she was already late, but her body simply wouldn't cooperate.
"Ahh… he seriously gets better every single time…."
Mochi's skills in bed improved by leaps and bounds with each passing day. Chaeyeon found herself reaching more rapturous orgasms than ever before—and wearing herself out just as easily.
But she was happy. She had fallen in love with Mochi. Not as the pet dog she raised, but as a magnificent man in his own right. The pure virgin Chaeyeon had waited so desperately for her prince on a white horse—and that prince had turned out to be none other than Mochi.
If only I could spend the rest of my life with Mochi like this….
Lost in that thought as she walked, she soon found herself standing in front of the neighborhood café where they had agreed to meet. She went inside, ordered a drink, and before long carried it up to the second floor.
In the farthest corner sat two beautiful women, their faces completely hidden behind masks and sunglasses. Chaeyeon let out a soft snort of laughter. She walked over and said,
"There's barely anyone here anyway. Just take them off."
The moment Chaeyeon sat down with them, the two beauties yanked off their masks and sunglasses.
The platinum-blonde woman glared at Chaeyeon and opened her mouth.
"Hey, do you have any idea how famous I am these days? People on the street recognize me left and right—it's a real problem. If I go around bare-faced without my bodyguards, the producer is going to chew me out for real."
The grumbling woman was Baek Yeseo—the youngest member of the popular girl group Puritenz, and Chaeyeon's closest friend.
"Hmm… if we're going by that logic, isn't Lia more famous than you, Yeseo? Feels like your hype is starting to cool off a little."
When Chaeyeon asked with a teasing look, Yeseo ground her teeth and fired back.
"That's only because it's been a while since our comeback! And Lia's on a whole other level! The drama she was in is a massive hit right now!"
"Hehe… it's really not that big a deal."
"Not that big a deal, my ass. Don't play humble, you little brat."
Bonk!
"Ow!"
The brown-haired woman who had just taken a light knuckle-rap from Yeseo giggled and played along with the teasing. With her gentle, adorable features, she was Seol Lia—a rising actress riding a wave of popularity thanks to a hit OTT exclusive drama, and likewise one of Chaeyeon's closest friends.
The three lovely beauties who had once been called the "Three Goddesses of Eunseong Arts High"—a nickname so cringeworthy it made them wince—were gathered in one place again after far too long.
"How have you guys been? It's been forever! It's been so long I don't even know where to start."
Lia asked with a bright smile, and Chaeyeon and Yeseo both smiled back and nodded.
From that moment on, the three of them sipped their coffee and drinks and let the conversation bloom. Yeseo eyed the somehow exhausted-looking Chaeyeon, sucked on her straw with a soft slurp, and asked,
"So what were you doing that made you late today? That's not like you. You're usually dead on time for everything."
"Uh… huh?"
Yeseo's question left Chaeyeon flustered. The reason she was late was that she had been having sex with Mochi despite knowing she had plans. She had even spent a fair amount of time cosplaying a new character, hoping it would get Mochi even more worked up.
But there was absolutely no way she could say that out loud.
They'd call me a total freak!
No matter how you sliced it, how was she supposed to admit she had been late because she was having sex with her pet dog? Chaeyeon wasn't ashamed of sleeping with Mochi, but she still knew it was strange. Like people with unusual sexual fetishes that most others would recoil from, she had no confidence she could endure the way others would look at her.
In the end, she could only hesitate and mumble something vague.
"I just… overslept a little?"
"…I've thought this for a while, but Eun Chaeyeon, you are seriously terrible at lying."
"She's right."
Yeseo said it with pure disbelief, and Lia chuckled softly in agreement.
"Something really happened, didn't it? Now I'm curious."
"No, no! Nothing happened at all!"
Faced with Lia's pure, innocent expression, Chaeyeon frantically waved her hands. Watching her, Yeseo asked with a sly, mischievous glint in her eyes,
"Don't tell me you finally found your prince on a white horse?"
"W-what!?"
"Ah! Is that it? Did you get a boyfriend and that's why you were late, Chaeyeon?!"
"I-it's not like that!"
In truth, it was exactly like that. Chaeyeon already thought of Mochi as her prince on a white horse. She had never been particularly interested in men to begin with, and now that interest had dropped to absolute zero.
It had to be Mochi. She wanted to spend the rest of her life having sex with Mochi. That was the wish she carried now—but she could hardly introduce her pet puppy as her boyfriend….
"Huh? She really did get a boyfriend, didn't she? With standards as sky-high as her face, I figured she'd never date anyone her whole life… so you were a girl after all, huh?"
Having caught on that she was lying, Yeseo giggled and poked Chaeyeon's cheeks, while Lia across the table covered her mouth and snickered along. Chaeyeon puffed out her cheeks in a sulky pout.
"I said it's not true… and you don't have a boyfriend either, Yeseo. You've never dated anyone."
"Well, I'm an idol, so what choice do I have? After planting all those parasocial romance feelings in the fans, how am I supposed to have the nerve to get a boyfriend? Sure, it's fine if you don't get caught—but I don't even want to do anything that would be a problem if I did."
Yeseo swept her shimmering platinum hair back and grinned.
"Well? Don't I look like a real pro idol now?"
To ordinary people she would have looked pure and sexy, but to her best friend Chaeyeon, she just looked like an idiot. Feeling thoroughly unimpressed, Chaeyeon snorted a laugh.
"Back in middle school you used to sing about wanting a cool boyfriend… and now you're an idol down to the bone."
"I can take care of my sexual needs just fine on my own~"
Baek Yeseo made a little circling gesture with her finger over her clit. Chaeyeon gave her a look of pure secondhand embarrassment—and then a thought suddenly struck her.
On your own… that wouldn't be enough.
Compared to rubbing your own clit alone, having sex with a pet dog whose cock turned into a monstrous weapon the moment it got hard had to feel so much better.
"Hnn…!"
"Hm? What's wrong, Chaeyeon?"
"N-nothing!"
The memory of sex with Mochi had come flooding back, and her pussy had gotten wet on the spot. Feeling her panties slowly soak through with her juices, Chaeyeon fought to calm herself down.
Still—Yeseo wasn't entirely wrong. There were plenty of women who preferred masturbating alone over having sex with a boyfriend. And plenty of people who were simply indifferent to sexual stimulation in the first place.
The person sitting right across from her was one of them.
"Come to think of it, Lia—how's it going with your boyfriend these days?"
When boyfriend talk came up among single girls, the conversation inevitably drifted toward the one who actually had one. Seol Lia, who had turned twenty this year, had been dating a guy since right after graduating from Eunseong Arts High.
Lia laughed lightly and answered.
"Mm… we're fine. Not bad."
"That face says it's not fine at all."
"What's going on? Spill it."
"Haaaah…."
Hearing Chaeyeon and Yeseo, Lia let out a long, heavy sigh—and then began to pour out her troubles.
"The thing is… my boyfriend keeps wanting to sleep together. Even when my schedule is packed and I'm exhausted, he just keeps… and during sex he always wants to do these weird roleplay scenarios, and it's just so much pressure…."
"Oh no…."
Chaeyeon looked at Lia with genuine concern—while also thinking, Mochi would never do that if he were a dog—and Yeseo, surprisingly, took it seriously. Then she asked Lia,
"Ah… but you're just not interested in sex, right? You said the few times you did it before, it didn't feel that great."
"…Yeah."
Lia nodded as if to agree. She was the kind of woman who simply couldn't find much joy in sleeping with her partner—the complete opposite of Chaeyeon, who moaned and writhed whenever Mochi was inside her.
"Sex with him… isn't amazing or anything, but it doesn't feel bad either. So when he asks, I figure I should just go along with it… but the constant roleplay is the problem."
"Have you started to dislike him? Do you still like him?"
"Aside from the roleplay during sex, he's fine. I've actually done the roleplay a few times. But even though I'm an actress, that kind of thing just isn't something I'm used to… so of course I can't do it properly."
"Yeah."
"Mm. And it's pretty uncomfortable, but he just keeps wondering out loud why I can't do it well—like he's genuinely confused."
"I see…."
The light atmosphere of catching up and laughing together had, before they knew it, grown heavy under the weight of Lia's troubles. Chaeyeon took it more seriously than before and asked,
"Have you told him you don't like it?"
"I have. But he doesn't get it. He says I could at least do it sometimes, so I keep doing it… and then he just keeps saying things like, 'You're an actress, why can't you handle this?' I seriously can't take this anymore."
Lia sighed again and again. With her gentle nature, she rarely got angry—so even when she looked irritated, she only came off as cute as a small animal.
"I think the problem is you can't get mad. Tell him more clearly that you hate it. Get genuinely pissed off. And if he still gets angry after that, dump him."
"Mm, okay… I'll try!"
Lia nodded earnestly at Yeseo's advice and clenched both hands into little fists. The sight was so adorable that Chaeyeon broke into a bright smile, stroked her hair, and said,
"That's right, Lia. You're too seriously nice—that's your problem. It's okay to be a little bad sometimes."
"Okay! Thanks for cheering me up, Chaeyeon!"
And just like that, the mood lightened again. The three of them let the conversation bloom once more—and then headed out of the café. Now it was time to properly hang out.
First they went to a karaoke room, then did some shopping at a department store, then had lunch at a famous chef's fine-dining restaurant. When the late night came, they watched a movie at a quiet theater and said their goodbyes.
"Take care, everyone!"
"See you next time! No idea when we'll get to hang out like this again!"
"Bye!"
Chaeyeon waved goodbye to the two of them as they left, then headed home. Yeseo would be resting at her family home. Lia still had a brutal schedule. For a while, she figured, she wouldn't be seeing either of them.
…And yet the very next day, first thing in the morning, Yeseo called Chaeyeon and begged in the most wheedling voice imaginable.
"Hey, Chaeyeon! Can I crash at your place for a while?"
"…Huh?"