Morning Kiss with Sua
Ding—! I had woken up early and was getting ready for school when a message from Jeong Sua popped up on my phone. [Oppa, I'm right in front of the house.]
I dropped everything and rushed to the front gate, opening the door carefully so Kang Suho wouldn't notice. Jeong Sua was smiling, clearly amused by how sneaky I was being.
"Good morning."
"Yes. Good morning to you too, Oppa."
Jeong Sua had come to our house so she could ride in my car to school. But I immediately noticed something different about her. She had an expectant look on her face. She seemed happy that I'd figured out her intentions, though she was trying to hide her excitement.
"What's this about?"
"What do you mean?"
"The message. You could've just rung the doorbell like usual. Why send a message first?"
"Tch… You already know why…"
Jeong Sua swung her upper body side to side with her hands behind her back, looking embarrassed.
Yeah. I do know. That's exactly why I'm asking. It makes me so happy that she did this for me.
"You're right. I already know."
"Then don't ask… It's embarrassing… You're so mean…"
"I'm happy. I'm just really happy that my girlfriend is such a sweet girl."
"Does this mean I'm doing a good job as your girlfriend?"
"Yeah."
I answered in a low voice and stepped closer. Jeong Sua shifted slightly and came toward me as well, then closed her eyes.
Smack. Her soft, moist lips pressed against mine. Since we were outside, we kept it simple—no touching or deep kissing. Just our lips meeting. But even this morning kiss with Sua felt as intensely pleasurable as sex. Kissing her secretly outside, right under Kang Suho's nose… The thrill of it was no joke.
"Trying to kiss outside too, huh? You seem pretty used to kissing now."
"Whose fault do you think that is… Are you seriously asking?"
Yeah, it's because of me. Sua's sexual knowledge had been a blank slate, and I was doing my best to fill it in. How to kiss, how to use her tongue, how to have sex… She'd learn it all from me. That's why I loved girls who were innocent or inexperienced. Even if we broke up someday, my habits would still be etched into her body.
* * *
Following Oppa inside, Jeong Sua felt like her face was about to explode. She hadn't planned on kissing him when she left home. But standing at his front door, about to ring the bell, she remembered what he'd said yesterday.
—Can I do it whenever I want?
Kang Ijin Oppa, who used to look at her with those wild, wolfish eyes. But ever since they started dating, he'd been openly showing his feelings.
How could I say no when he makes that face…
Instead of his usual rough, wolf-like self, he looked like a gentle puppy—worried she might reject him, but ready to accept it if she did.
This is crazy…
Who would've thought? The same girl who used to shudder at the mention of delinquents and troublemakers was now dating the very embodiment of one—and loving every little thing he did.
Jeong Sua pressed her fingers to her lips. That kiss in the car. In a closed space, yet still risky enough that someone outside might see through the windows… It had felt incredible. The anxiety of possibly being watched mixed with the reassuring feeling of Oppa's arms holding her head.
"Whenever I want" means… I can do the same, right?
I want to…
Before she knew it, she found herself standing at the door, sending him a message. She knew Oppa would understand why she'd done it—he was always thinking dirty thoughts anyway. But as she stood there blankly, regret started creeping in. She couldn't believe she'd sent something so shameless.
I've been calling him a pervert all this time, but now I'm the one acting like a bigger pervert… I should cancel it…
Just as she was about to delete the message, thinking it was a bad idea, she heard rapid footsteps. Click. Kang Ijin Oppa opened the door and stepped out quickly. Seeing him carefully close it so Suho wouldn't notice made her smile. She was happy that he'd had the same thought.
That's how we ended up pressing our lips together. It wasn't like the deep, tongue-involved kiss we'd shared in the car, but it was still wonderful. A sweet kiss filled with love for each other.
After pulling away, Kang Ijin Oppa's lips curved into a wide, refreshing smile that made anyone who saw it feel good. Heat rose to her face. Was it greedy to want that smile all to herself?
"Trying to kiss outside too, huh? You seem pretty used to kissing now."
It's because of you, obviously… Even though she only thought it, her heart pounded. Since they were dating, she wanted to be honest about her feelings. But embarrassment stopped her.
"Whose fault do you think that is… Are you seriously asking?"
Oppa always said nice things without hesitation. Those words always made her heart flutter. But she was too shy to express her own feelings honestly. The gap in experience between them made her feel sorry toward him.
If I'd been a little more honest with my emotions… would he have liked me even more?
Whenever Oppa acted like the older one, she'd think, "We're only a year apart," but seeing how mature he was despite that small age gap still made her feel like a child in front of him, even as an adult.
Now I get why Oppa always calls me a kid.
She only blamed herself for this flaw. She knew Oppa wasn't the type to care about such things. If she told him this thought, he'd probably brush it off like it was nothing. But Jeong Sua was the kind of sincere girl who believed she should give as much as she received.
"Wait on the sofa. I'll finish getting ready and come out soon."
"Okay."
"Huh? Sua? Why are you coming in with hyung?"
As we entered the house together, we ran into Suho, who had just finished getting ready.
"I didn't hear the doorbell…"
I panicked. The sudden question left me speechless. Then—
"What are you talking about? You probably didn't hear it because you were busy getting ready. So I went out and opened the door for her, you idiot."
Kang Ijin Oppa lied smoothly. Even though I knew lying was wrong, the thought of Suho finding out about our kiss outside made me speak up.
"Y-Yeah! I did ring the bell, Suho. You just didn't hear it."
"Really?"
After hearing Oppa's words and then mine, Suho accepted it right away.
"Sorry. I should've opened it faster. You must've waited outside for a while."
Seeing Suho genuinely worried about me made guilt wash over me for lying to my closest friend. But then—
Thank. You.
When I saw Oppa's small lip movements and gentle smile, I knew this was right.
Yeah. Kang Ijin Oppa is my boyfriend. I shouldn't make things hard for him. I'm his girlfriend, after all.
For the person who loved me most. For the person I loved most. And to avoid hurting Suho, my dear friend. Hoping my first-ever lie wouldn't be discovered, I headed to the living room with Suho.
* * *
"Um… Kang Ijin?"
Lee Yena called out to me after being summoned to the student council office early in the morning. I had been looking out the window, enjoying my morning coffee, when I turned around with a bright reply.
"What is it, Miss Lee Yena?"
"Do you actually enjoy doing that?"
"Why? I was trying out the elegant vice president concept. Not fun?"
"It's making me want to throw up…"
"Harsh."
It was practice to build up my refinement before marrying Cha Yeri in the future.
"Still, I can't have you throwing up again, so I'll stop."
"Ugh! I… I had just barely forgotten about that…"
She clutched her head, her pupils shaking. The memory of that day seemed to have shaken her mentally. You'll live the rest of your life remembering that trauma every time you see me.
When people think of a maid, they usually picture a perfect, capable woman. But this? A maid like this? Well, Lee Yena had been a perfect maid—until she became my toy. A girl who dyed her hair blonde, got along with everyone, and blended perfectly into her class. By ability alone, she was excellent.
But I heard Cha Yeri made her stop the spying, right?
Yet she was still attending school, maintaining her popular girl persona, which she seemed to like. But the moment she showed that pathetic vomiting act in front of me, I claimed the beautiful girl with the maid, popular girl, and vomit girl attributes as my toy.
I'll play with her without breaking her too much, then turn her into our house's female dog maid.
After all, once I married Cha Yeri, Lee Yena—her possession—would become mine too.
While I was lost in that fantasy, an irritated voice came from beside me.
"This is the student council office. Act like a vice president, Kang Ijin."
"Are you upset because I bullied your childhood friend?"
Of course, I knew the two weren't childhood friends—they'd been together since they were young as maid and employer. Cha Yeri also knew that I knew. Only Lee Yena didn't know that I'd figured out her identity. Because of my promise with Cha Yeri, she wouldn't tell Lee Yena. Though I wondered if maybe Cha Yeri had secretly told her and Lee Yena was just pretending not to know. But my ability confirmed she wasn't acting. Cha Yeri was even lying to Lee Yena to keep her promise with me. I'd have to use this fact as a card to mess with Lee Yena big time someday. So when Lee Yena was around, it was better to treat her like Cha Yeri's childhood friend.
"Kang Ijin."
"Got it. I'll stop. Anyway, thanks for fulfilling my request, President."
"It's a promise…"
"Right. Because you lost our bet, President."
When I pointed that out again, Cha Yeri glared at me with a cold face. Scary. She might hate me to death, but she was still an honest president who kept her promises. If it were me, I'd have told that bet to go fuck itself.
"A bet? What bet?"
Lee Yena showed interest at the mention of her master losing a bet to me. Hey, did you know your lady made a bet with me and lost, then kissed me? If she wanted to know, I'd tell her—it was only natural.
"Lately the president and I have been making bets a lot. The first time we bet, she lost and had to kiss m—"
"Kang Ijin!"
She slammed the desk and stood up, her face red and eyes wide. There was no trace of her usual cool, serious self.
"President, this is the student council office. Please hold back on the yelling."
Maybe she felt embarrassed by my retort? After glancing at Lee Yena's surprised expression, Cha Yeri cleared her throat and sat back down as if nothing had happened. But a moment later, she narrowed her eyes and glared at me.
"Yena, everything that guy says is nonsense. Don't ask or listen."
"Ah, yes… I understand."
Lee Yena still looked like she wanted to know, but Cha Yeri's words were absolute to her, so she had no choice but to agree and back off.