A Birthday Gift and a Cuckold's Cake
Suddenly, without realizing it, Jeong Sua was sitting between my legs. She sat on the floor hugging her knees while I wrapped my arms around her from behind. When I draped a blanket over my knees, it created her own little private house, giving her a sense of psychological comfort.
"Oppa, it's getting hot..."
"Just stay like this for a bit."
"......"
At my gentle tone, Jeong Sua no longer wanted to leave my embrace. Until not long ago, she had liked Kang Suho. To exaggerate a little, I was just an older brother she knew—nothing more, nothing less. Above all, she had zero interest in a scary-looking delinquent like me. Who could have imagined she would end up in this kind of relationship with me? It felt strangely new.
"That tickles, you brat. Stop touching."
I gave my leg a light shake, knocking away her hand that had been resting on my thigh. My speech was rough, and curses slipped out at every opportunity. But she didn't mind it at all. If anything, it made her think differently. If someone else had touched me without permission, I probably would have hurled insults and thrown punches. The fact that I only reacted this mildly? Didn't that prove how much I cherished and liked her?
"Hehe..."
The feeling of being acknowledged as special... it felt way too good.
"Shouldn't we separate now? Kang Suho will be here soon."
"Just a little longer..."
"Weren't you complaining about the heat?"
"Being like this feels so cozy and comfortable... I like it..."
"'I like it' what? Just say you like it."
"I like it..."
"I see."
At my words, I answered curtly and adjusted my posture. I stretched my arms and hugged her knees together with mine. My face drew a little closer until it settled against her shoulder. It was a much more affectionate, lover-like position than before. Jeong Sua, who hadn't expected me to go this far, felt her body heat up from my proactive skinship.
She wasn't even sure why she had stopped me from getting up. Maybe she just wanted to act a little spoiled with me. Watching me quietly accept her whining, it seemed like she wanted to confirm just how much I liked her...
Thump! Thump!
When she became aware of my body pressing perfectly against her back, her heart raced. Eventually, Jeong Sua pressed her lips together tightly. It was because she remembered the kiss we had shared while pressed against each other.
The second kiss in the living room. It had only been our lips touching for about ten seconds without moving, but it felt even better than the first one. The way I had kept still, gently chewing on her lips without pulling away—it made her feel my affection, and she thought, I want to do it with Oppa again...
Wait. What the hell was I just thinking?
Did I really just think that I wanted to kiss him again? At this rate, wasn't I the bigger pervert than Oppa?
"Ugh..."
This was all Kang Ijin's fault. No woman could stay sane if a guy with a face that handsome kissed her so tenderly. Feeling a sudden burst of pettiness, Jeong Sua pinched my thigh.
"Ow! Why are you suddenly pinching my thigh? You wanna die?"
"It's all because of you, Oppa. That's why."
"What are you even saying all of a sudden?"
I had been glancing down at my phone when I stood up from my spot. Even though the warmth of my back against hers was gone, she could still feel the lingering heat.
"Kang Suho says he'll be here soon."
"Oppa, about Suho..."
"I know. I'll keep it a secret."
With an expression that said he understood everything, I held out my hand. When she took it, I pulled her up in one smooth motion. The way he seemed indifferent but paid such meticulous attention to every detail—it felt wonderful.
"Hurry up and make up with Kang Suho. If you need my help, just say so."
Jeong Sua had decided to keep our relationship a secret for now. There was no way she could tell Suho that she had rejected her longtime friend and chosen his older brother instead. She liked me, but she also wanted to maintain her close friendship with Suho. In a situation like this, she just felt sorry for me—a complete third party who had nothing to do with their fight.
"But make sure you clearly reject that confession you said was on hold."
"I will. Thank you for understanding, Oppa."
The way he subtly showed his jealousy toward Kang Suho was so cute that she had to work hard to calm her racing heart again.
It was getting late, so Jeong Sua decided to head back to her own house.
"I had so much fun. I'm heading home now, Suho."
"Yeah."
"Oppa, you probably wanted to study, but thank you for indulging our whining."
"Sure."
After we exchanged greetings, Jeong Sua and I stared at each other in silence for a moment that was neither too short nor too long. The gaze we shared was softer and more affectionate than before. Just as Kang Suho started to sense something was off, Jeong Sua turned her eyes away and gave him the exact same smile.
'Hell yeah, this is it!'
It felt like my dick was getting hard. This thrilling sense of immorality, like secretly dating another man's wife. Of course, Sua had never been Kang Suho's to begin with—she was going to be my wife from the start.
"Sua... Um, should I walk you home? It's really late. It might be dangerous."
At that moment, Kang Suho, who had been fiddling with his fingers and still looking completely deflated, spoke up.
"Ah..."
Jeong Sua looked a little troubled after hearing the words he had mustered the courage to say following their small fight. She glanced at me. It seemed like she was checking her boyfriend's reaction.
"No, it's fine. Our houses are close anyway, so I'll just walk by myself."
It looked like Sua had turned him down for my sake. As expected, there was a reason I liked her so much. She was seriously making me want to get her pregnant.
"Ah, okay... Be careful on your way."
After Jeong Sua left, dark clouds gathered over Kang Suho's face as he forced an awkward smile. He used to walk her home all the time. It must feel incredibly awkward now that his childhood friend had changed so much, huh? And it was all because of your pathetic attitude.
Kang Suho trudged back to his room. I waited for a bit, then grabbed two cans of beer and headed to his room.
Who am I? Even though I look like this, I'm actually a super sweet guy when it comes to the woman I like. I wasn't going to comfort that bastard. If he shut himself away and completely cut ties with Sua, she would get depressed. Everything I did was for Sua.
—Click.
"Hyung?"
When I suddenly entered his room, the startled Kang Suho caught the beer can I tossed at him. Looking at his dazed face as he held the can, I said,
"Come out to the living room and have a drink with me."
I decided to cheer Kang Suho up. There really is no one like me. At this point, isn't it okay for me to be the protagonist? So hurry up and stop being so stubborn—hand over that protagonist title to me already.
"Haaam~"
I woke up early in the morning and saw a cake and four 50,000 won bills on the dining table.
'What the hell is this?'
When did we get a Cinderella in our house?
I found the note under the cake and opened it. To our beloved son, blah blah blah... It ended with Happy Birthday.
'Oh right, today was that tasteless bastard's birthday.'
Those people who barely came home once a month because of work had still managed to leave a cake and money for their son's birthday. "As expected, they only have one son in their eyes."
The same people who didn't even come home or say a single word of congratulations for their eldest son's birthday were now taking time out of their busy schedules to celebrate their second son's. 'This shitty household. I'm getting out of here and living on my own as soon as possible.'
I wanted to escape this house where I had to live with those disgusting people and that tasteless bastard. And after those so-called parents died, I would come back and swallow up all their assets.
"Hyung? What is this?"
Kang Suho, who had just come out to the living room, widened his eyes when he saw the cake on the table.
"It's your birthday cake."
"Did you prepare this, Hyung?"
"No, Mom and Dad left it. Here, the letter and the birthday gift slash allowance they gave you."
"Whoa~ It's 200,000 won, Hyung. I've never held this much money before."
"Don't make such a fuss over something so small."
"Let's order something delicious for dinner with this money later. My treat."
Maybe it was because I had cheered him up a bit yesterday. Or maybe because it was his birthday today. The gloom and awkwardness from yesterday had almost completely vanished. He really was simple-minded. It was nice.
While we drank together yesterday, we talked about all sorts of things. But the two main things I told him to lift his mood were:
That the kiss was actually a lie to tease him.
That he had confessed to Jeong Sua and got rejected immediately.
With just that, the simpleton’s mood improved enough that he even pulled out the alcohol from the fridge and drank it. It was good that his mood had lifted, but... when the drunk and excited bastard started pouring out all his memories with Sua, I almost punched him for real.
'Is this gaslighting or what? Is he bragging about how many memories he has with her?'
You won't get away with this. Later, I will definitely tell you in detail exactly how Jeong Sua got fucked by my cock.
...As I was recalling yesterday's memories again, I noticed Kang Suho staring at me intently.
"What?"
"Well... I was wondering if you had anything to give me, Hyung."
This bastard was seriously asking me for a birthday present too? Anyone who heard this would think I had been entrusted with buying him one. The day you were born was the worst day of my life—why the hell would I give you a birthday present? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had to swallow that red pill about not being the protagonist.
"I don't have anything."
"Didn't you and Sua go out to buy a birthday present together on the weekend?"
"The kid went to buy it. I just gave her some advice. So go ask the kid for your birthday present."
Technically, since I helped with the purchase, I should get some credit for it too. You think that's a thug's way of thinking? Well, I am a thug, so what?
Kang Suho openly showed how disappointed he was right in front of me. How ridiculous. Some people don't even get a single word of congratulations from the parents who gave birth to them on their birthday. You're really living the good life.
In truth, I had prepared something in advance. After all, if it weren't for this guy, I wouldn't have been able to get together with Jeong Sua.
"Instead, I'll give you this."
"Whoa, this is?!"
That's right. It was a limited-edition illustration card from the anime Demon Slayer. Since people who don't keep up with trends these days get called outcasts, this officially released merchandise was an ultra-limited rare card—with only twenty copies in all of Korea.
"Hyung, where did you get this card..."
"I just bought a random card pack for fun and it came out?"
"Really?"
No, that was a lie. While I was patrolling the school, I saw a first-year student with it and confiscated it under the pretext of school rules. There was a school rule against bringing such things, so there was no problem at all. Of course, they didn't enforce it that strictly. One of the banned items was manga, but the fact that the school had a manga club said everything. Still, the moment I saw that card, I couldn't hold back. So I snatched it away completely.
"Don't bring it to school. If they find it, it'll get confiscated."
Absolutely do not bring it. If they find out you have a confiscated item in your possession, I'll be screwed for personally taking it.
"Come on, who would bring something like this to school? I'm not a kid."
If he knew this card was a confiscated item, he would freak out, but there was no need to tell him. Sometimes ignorance is bliss.
Thanks to that, Kang Suho's mood improved greatly. He quickly changed into his school uniform and sat on the living room sofa.
"Aren't you going to school?"
"I was going to go with you, Hyung."
I wanted to ask why the hell I had to go with him, but I couldn't. To go to school together with Jeong Sua, Kang Suho was an unavoidable piece of baggage.