Lovebirds and the Shattered Ideal
Lovebirds that grow alike through the depth of their love—what could they be? A couple that matches perfectly in every way, respecting each other above all. The term "inseparable pair" would fit them too.
So-na was dreaming.
'My parents were exactly like that.'
In the same dream as always. So-na let out a sigh.
Until he suddenly died of liver cancer, her father had been the model head of household. The pillar of the family, and So-na's ultimate ideal of a man.
'Competent, kind, always good to his wife and daughters. The best man ever.'
So-na smiled bitterly. And yet, such a man had died of liver cancer.
It felt like losing the sun itself. As if all light in the world had vanished, plunging everything into darkness. The house was filled only with sobs and sighs.
'Everyone loved Dad that much. Even me. Because he was the best man.'
She lifted her head. She'd just witnessed her father leaving for work. It had to be a dream from when he was still alive.
But she didn't feel excited.
'I thought he was perfect.'
Screeech, click!
The door soon opened. Her father, whom she'd thought had gone to work, had returned. And someone was with him.
A young woman. Her outfit screamed prostitute.
'Dad was cheating. With some random woman! And not just one.'
So-na ground her teeth. Her father, entering with the other woman, immediately threw her down and kissed her sloppily.
The model husband was gone.
The woman stroked his head.
"Ahng, oppa. Wait, what if someone comes?"
"Who'd come? Wife's at work, daughters are at school."
"Really? Hehe, just us then~."
"You bet!"
"Liar. I heard you're seeing other girls too?"
Her father smirked at the young woman's question. He deftly unhooked her bra and sucked on her tits. It wasn't his first or second time—this was expert work.
"Ahk, oppaang."
"No idea who you're talking about. Slurp, sluuuurp!"
"Ahng, that, the married woman, uhnng!"
Her father paused for a moment, deep in thought.
"Oh, her? I've got dirt on her. So I just use her however I want."
"What if her husband finds out? She'd be in danger."
"Not my problem. Who told her to send those slutty pics at work?"
"Sorry, really. I thought you were a gentleman."
"What if I'm a beast instead? Uhahahaha!"
After that, he fucked the young woman senseless. Watching her father, So-na ground her teeth. She bowed her head, hiding her disappointed face. She sank to the floor, like drowning in a swamp.
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I woke up feeling great that morning. Stretching as I sat up.
"Haa!"
I nearly jumped. I turned to look. My girlfriend was sitting up, her face pale as a ghost.
I knew it instantly. Nightmare.
"Girlfriend, what's wrong? You okay?"
"Ah, uh-huh."
"It's okay, you're okay."
I hugged her right away, stroking her back. I knew exactly how nightmares felt.
She gripped my arm tightly. Soon, she rubbed her cheek against my chest and sighed.
"I actually have a confession."
"Huh? What is it?"
"Truth is, I hate my dad. Despise him, even."
"Whoa, really?"
That was unexpected. According to Romi, her dad was super kind and the perfect family man. But she hated him?
Personality clash maybe?
"It's... haa. Even Romi and Mom don't know this."
"Whoa, can I hear it?"
"Yeah, you only."
What was she about to say? It seemed serious, but I'd listen intently. I was the only one who could comfort her.
I stroked her arm and smiled.
"It's fine, take your time."
"I've seen Dad cheating."
"Guh, what?!"
Chills ran down my spine. She continued, wrapping her hands around mine.
"One day, I just didn't wanna go to school. You know how it is sometimes. No reason, just wanna skip."
"Yeah, happens. You're a student."
"That day, I skipped for the first time. Hung around home a bit, then headed to the nearby playground to kill time."
I whistled. Even my model-student girlfriend had done that? Wild. I couldn't even imagine her in a uniform.
'But she must've been pretty.'
Come to think of it, pity. If I'd met her back then, I might've fallen for her. Even before we got together, she always looked extra beautiful.
'She was the ultimate temptation.'
I tuned back in. Her face had darkened completely.
"That's when I saw it. I snuck into the house super quietly."
"Ah."
"Then I heard weird noises from the master bedroom. Like animals mating."
"No way?"
"The man's voice was Dad's. He makes those sounds with Mom sometimes. But the woman was super young."
I didn't know what to say. My mind went blank. The perfect family man... cheating? With a young woman?
"And it wasn't once or twice."
"What? What do you mean?"
"The ages of the women he brought home varied."
"No way?!"
I was speechless. Was this for real?
'Am I calling this talented, or a fucking bastard?'
A sigh escaped me. A family man acting like that. Not the pillar of the home—the destroyer.
She gave a grim smile.
"Hard to believe, right? The door was slightly ajar, so I saw. Haa."
"It's okay, sis. Really. You don't have to keep going."
"That day, I snuck back out quietly. Felt so pathetic. The man I thought was the best... turned out to be human trash."
I stroked her arm comfortingly, hugged her warmly, shared my heat. She hugged me back gently, even caressed my chest.
"So when Dad died of liver cancer... I felt secretly relieved. I know it's wrong. But I thought he got what he deserved."
"Haa, I see."
"Sorry. Dumping this on you first thing in the morning."
"No, you gotta vent. Good job."
"Really?"
"Yeah! Tell me anything from now on. I'll listen to it all."
I stroked her cheek, smiled reassuringly. If something was weighing on her, I'd help lift it. As much as I could.
'Even if I'm not enough, I'll do my best. Because she's my girlfriend.'
Finally, she smiled. Relief washed over me.
"Shall we wash up?"
"Yeah, pack too."
We headed to the bathroom together. Plenty of time left. We soaked in the tub to unwind, even teased each other's crotches with our toes. The kind of lewd play only lovers can share.
'Haa, feels good.'
After finishing up and packing, I looked around.
"Whoa, we're really leaving."
Bittersweet. But the memories here? Unforgettable.
She stroked my cheek.
"Kinda sad, huh?"
"Sis, I'll make tons of money."
"Huh?"
"Enough for a house with rooms as awesome as this. I'll live there with Mom, Romi, and you!"
I surprised myself. Voicing that ambition. It was a recent dream, actually. A fortress-like Gangnam detached house, all of us together.
'Everyone's fantasy.'
I'd make it happen for the women. She smiled warmly, touched.
It was a smile that made me happy just seeing it.
"Dummy, don't do it alone. I'll help."
"This is man's work."
"Says who? Dummy boyfriend!"
"Hehe, got it."
"Yeah. We're gonna be husband and wife."
Her words pierced my heart hotly. I scratched my head, grinning. She blushed, embarrassed, coughed awkwardly and headed out. Her ass jiggled.
Tight and bouncy♥
"L-Let's go."
"Ah, yeah! B-Before we leave, breakfast."
"Right! Uh-huh."
"Yes! Haha."
We left the room. Goodbye, suite.
In the elevator. Awkward. We headed to the restaurant like that.
"Whoa, crowded!"
"Uh-huh, nice weather!"
Still awkward. By our third plate refills, eyes met during our last meal. We both burst out laughing.
"Pfft."
"Heehee."
We couldn't hold it in. Just looking at each other made us happy. We finished on a high note.
Out of the hotel together. Chatting as we crossed the phytoncide-scented forest path.
"I'm thinking of getting back to work tomorrow."
"No need to push."
"Nah, now I have a dream. Help my boyfriend get that awesome house. For the family!"
Amazed. She got my intent perfectly. True life senior vibe.
Was this why dating a blood sister—no, stepsister—felt so good? I nodded.
"Got it. I'll cheer you on."
"Yeah! By the way."
"Hm?"
"Sad you're not my real manager~."
Crossing the forest, her lips pouted. I looked at her, shook my head. Wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I said I'd stay by your side. Sorry. Managers need qualifications too."
"Hehe, no. We're always together at home."
I placed a hand on her breast. She startled briefly. But I didn't grope—just shared warmth.
"I'll always be in your heart. Because I want to. Got it?"
"You're the only boyfriend like this♥ Ugh, so cute♥"
She stroked my cheek. We left the forest, waited for a taxi. Glancing at her while waiting. Too precious to just stand there. I wanted to enjoy her.
"Girlfriend."
"Hm? Uhng♥"
I hugged her tight and kissed her. A feral, mouth-covering kiss. She responded hotly, our tongues swirling softly.
"Hmwup."
"Mngh♥ Chuuup♥ Love boyfriend, haang♥"
We swapped saliva wildly, rubbing tongues till I felt every ridge. Instinctively, I groped between her legs. She grimaced, barely hiding it.
'Still hurts, huh.'
Hated my huge dick sometimes. Damn, should've gone easier. We both lost control back then.
As our temps soared, we finally parted. I smiled.
"Sis, still hurts, right?"
"I'm fine?"
"Don't lie."
"J-Just a little."
She blushed shyly. Too cute—I rubbed my cheek on hers. Nodded.
"I love you, girlfriend!"
She looked up at me, then beamed.
"Yeah, love you. Boyfriend!"
We gazed at each other, smiling. Taxi arrived right then. We hopped in, loaded the trunk, sank into seats.
'Back to daily life.'
Hadn't hit the gym in a while. Time to train hard again.
Heading home, phone rang. I picked up curiously.
"Hello? Huh, really?! No way!"
"Boyfriend, what?"
Staring blankly phone in hand. I let out a dazed laugh. Totally shocked.