Initiative (2)
Initiative (2)
The day of the first date.
After her flesh-bomb attack ended in failure, Harin thought to herself.
He hasn't opened his heart to me yet.
He still finds me intimidating.
Even when Father came to find me and told me to get married, even right up until the moment we left for the trip.
That thought hadn't changed.
She recalled the conversation she'd had with Yuseol a few days ago.
"You want me to follow them on the trip? But wouldn't I just be a burden if I went?"
"Then are you just going to sit back and watch?"
"...Even so."
Harin thought that even if she followed them to America, she would only be a nuisance.
Especially since Dohyun was so timid that he'd even run away from her.
Surely, he would secretly prefer it if she didn't come.
"Dohyun-ssi probably wants to spend some quality time alone with the girl he likes."
"So you're just going to leave it be?"
Yuseol grabbed Harin by the shoulders and said.
"Miss, love is something you have to seize. From what I can see, Dohyun-ssi doesn't seem completely uninterested, either."
"...Why do you think that?"
"Can't you tell just by looking?"
If he didn't have feelings, he wouldn't have felt sorry in the first place.
"He would have fiercely rejected it if the Executive Director-nim told him to get married, too."
"...Hmm."
Men are honest.
If they don't like something, they all say they don't like it.
"As someone with a dating level of 99, I'm certain of it."
"I've been with you for years and I've never seen you date anyone."
"I've watched a lot of dramas."
Harin looked at Yuseol with a skeptical gaze.
"In the first place, where in the world is there a man who would dislike it when a woman like you comes onto him?"
"Dohyun-ssi feels burdened..."
"Don't give me that bullshit about him being burdened."
In an instant, Yuseol slapped Harin's chest.
"Eek?"
The massive mounds shook rhythmically.
"Please, have some courage. Why are you so lacking in confidence when you've got two watermelons strapped to your chest?"
The fundamental reason for Harin's hesitation was the guilt deeply rooted in her heart.
"I made an irreversible mistake to Dohyun-ssi back in high school..."
Yuseol knew that, too.
"I told you, you were innocent because you gave him 30 million won!"
But the very source of that guilt was wrong.
The wealthy don't understand the hearts of the common people.
They don't know that money can move a heart.
"Right now, Miss, you are insulting every comedian and entertainer in the world."
"That person does it because he wants to. Dohyun-ssi was forced to..."
Seeing her employer's behavior, Yuseol felt like her blood pressure was going to skyrocket.
"If he was going to do it against his will, he wouldn't have done it even if you gave him money!"
"His family's financial situation..."
"I'll be blunt. Right now, Miss, you're a fucking idiot."
Ever since her resignation letter was rejected, Yuseol had a get-out-of-jail-free card for any kind of rudeness.
She said it straightforwardly.
"You're a fucking idiot. I've never seen anyone as frustrating as you in my life."
Harin shrank back.
Normally, she would never lose an argument, but whenever it involved Dohyun, it always turned out like this.
Yuseol fired off like a machine gun.
"You're too scared! You give up just because the other person pushed you away once! Do you even have any intention of dating? Are you sure you even like him?"
Harin retorted with a surge of emotion.
"Of course I do! But Dohyun-ssi finds me intimidating! Do you think I want to be like this?"
She really had fallen, and fallen hard.
What in the world made this woman go crazy for love?
"It's not that he finds you intimidating, who knows if he's acting like that because he feels sorry for you!"
"Why would Dohyun-ssi feel sorry for me?"
"He said he'd meet several women at the same time, so of course he'd feel sorry, wouldn't he?"
"I said I was fine with it, though?"
"People who cheat without a single change in expression while saying they're 'fine with it' are called trash in society. Is the Dohyun-ssi you know really trash?"
"No!"
Harin shouted.
"Absolutely not."
"Then listen to me just this once."
To escape from Harin's hell of whining, there was no choice but to take drastic measures.
"I'll book you the same room."
"What?"
Yuseol held up seven fingers.
"One week. You're going on the trip and sharing a room at the hotel for one week."
"...Doing that all of a sudden."
"I won't accept any objections. Go there, crack jokes, and make your appeal just like you usually do, Miss. If nothing happens for a week? Then I'll admit you were right. But if something does happen."
Yuseol said.
"Then you really are a fucking idiot."
Her mind, which had been drifting through the past, returned to reality.
Harin had naturally assumed that nothing would happen.
She thought Dohyun, feeling burdened, would book a different room.
"You keep doing that, you're trying to provoke me, right?"
Even the joke she made today was something she had done after long deliberation.
She had worried that after he met Yoon-seo safely, he wouldn't even look her way.
But she gathered her courage to shut up Yuseol, who was insulting her.
And yet, not even a week, but in just one day.
To think that 'something' would happen in less than a single day.
Dohyun approached with long strides.
He lifted the blanket she was covering herself with.
He grabbed her hands roughly.
"I'm a man, too."
"...That."
"If you do this, I can't help it."
He unbuttoned her fluttering robe one by one.
"Do, Dohyun-ah...?"
Her fair, bare shoulders were revealed.
Dohyun buried his face in the nape of Harin's neck.
He sniffed the scent of her milky skin, then left a deep lip mark.
"...H-huut?"
At the strange sensation, Harin curled her toes.
Dohyun didn't care and unleashed his desires without restraint.
This was her first time experiencing such deep skinship.
Even though they had spent a long time together, Harin had actually progressed less than A-yeon.
Dohyun's breath, felt on the nape of her neck, stimulated her entire body.
His lips flowed from her neck to her cheek, then headed straight for her lips.
Ttak, their teeth bumped, and Dohyun pulled his face back for a moment, then smirked when he saw Harin's flushed face.
"You're weaker than I thought when it comes to being on the receiving end, aren't you?"
Dohyun devoured Harin's lips without hesitation.
Her first kiss ever.
His tongue ravaged her mouth to its heart's content.
Meanwhile, Dohyun's hands weren't just sitting idle, either.
His hand headed toward her chest, brushing over the fabric of the robe covering her breasts.
Then, as if enraged by the obstacle hiding the treasure, he ripped the clothes open.
The cool air of the air conditioner stimulated her bare breasts.
A palm-sized shadow fell over her chest, and a man's thick hand covered a part that shouldn't have been exposed.
'...W, wait.'
Harin's eyes spun in circles.
She had only provoked him a little.
She never dreamed he would pounce like this.
"Hua, chureup, haa... Huber, chureup...."
Dohyun pulled his mouth away.
His saliva and hers stretched out like a thread.
The hand that had been resting on her chest headed downward.
'...I, it's my first time.'
Are we really going all the way today?
The moment Harin squeezed her eyes shut.
Suddenly, Dohyun stopped.
*
It is a long time of humiliation and persecution.
"An acrostic poem for Seo Do-hyeon. Want me to give you the starting syllable?"
"I want to do it with Oppa."
"I booked the same room for you and me."
"S-ex."
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.
I am not impotent.
I have an average male sex drive.
Sometimes, when a video of a woman in a swimsuit pops up while I'm watching Shorts, I quietly press 'like' and enjoy it.
And a woman with looks that make the woman in that video look like a commoner is provoking me.
There's no way I wouldn't feel excited.
Honestly, A-yeon is still hard to accept.
But every time Harin-nuna pulls a prank like this, it's hard to hold back.
Especially when I was in my prime in high school, I sometimes imagined giving her a taste of her own medicine.
Even so, there is one reason I've been restraining myself.
I don't have the confidence to look at only one person.
I didn't want to hurt Nuna, either.
The moment I cross the line.
Things become irreversible.
It's a trashy thought, but I wish all the women I like were by my side.
It's the first wish I've ever had for myself in a life that has only been about sacrifice.
When Yoon-seo said it was okay to do whatever I wanted, I remembered what my father used to say.
"Listen carefully, Dohyun-ah. Dating is a battle for the Initiative."
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden?"
He'd said it in passing while eating.
"Love is when the one who likes the other more loses and gives in. There's a reason the word 'push-and-pull' exists."
"That's not something a man who's been divorced twice should be saying."
"That's because I couldn't grasp the Initiative. If you date several women and lose the Initiative, you end up like me."
That's not an issue of Initiative; it's because your personality is like that.
When I struck him with the facts, my father, unable to refute, responded with his fists.
And then he continued calmly.
"...In my eyes, you have the face of someone who will make many women cry."
"...Bullshit."
"When that time comes, you'll know exactly what I mean."
As always, I thought it was bullshit and brushed it off.
But now that things have reached this point, I think I know what that old man was trying to say.
A Harem is only my wish, not theirs.
Naturally, the three of them would want me to look only at them.
That's common sense. Every woman gets jealous.
It's not hard to imagine.
'Dohyun-ah, come here.'
'Oppa, is it me or that unni?'
'Dohyun-ah, the weather is nice, shall we go out? Let's leave those others behind.'
They are three people who have no connection to each other.
They are only living together because of me.
If I, the focal point, keep acting like a bumbling idiot, will the household run properly?
It'll definitely turn into a disaster.
It will be a source of pain for each other.
If I think about the happiness of the three of them, it's obviously better if I'm not there.
There are countless men in the world.
Among them, there must be many who have better personalities than me and only look at one woman.
But I don't want that.
I don't want to give up anything.
I want to make everything mine.
I want to be selfish.
Now, I want to live a life for myself, not a life for others.
"That's it for today."
"...Huh?"
So, I'm sorry to the three of them, but.
"...Why, do you want to do more?"
I'm going to play some tricks, too.
