Chapter 16: So, From Now On, We Have to Practice Pretending to Be a Married Couple
"…Can you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Play the dad role… Can you handle it properly?"
What the hell did I just hear? Is this some hidden camera prank?
"What brought that on all of a sudden?"
"Haaah… Seriously."
Why was she the one looking frustrated, like I was the one who wasn't getting it?
This woman who didn't even know what pre-cum was and thought creampieing always meant pregnancy?
"You still haven't caught on? I'm pregnant. We've got a kid on the way."
No, you're the one who hasn't caught on…
Ah. Okay, fine.
This was such an absurd situation that I'd never dealt with before, so I figured I'd just see how far it went.
"Did you really not think about the consequences and just cum inside? Are you that irresponsible?"
Damn, that pissed me off.
…Screw it.
I'd play along for now and mock the hell out of her later.
"Now that there's a baby, we have to take responsibility somehow. Abortion's off the table. Even if it's only been a short time, a life is a life."
I wasn't a fan of abortions myself, but this was unexpected.
To her, I was some disgusting guy she wanted nothing to do with, yet she was willing to take responsibility for my kid?
"So, we're deciding which one of us raises it?"
"What kind of stupid talk is that? We raise it together, obviously."
What? I felt like I'd just heard something incomprehensible again.
"You don't mean… get married?"
"Are you insane? Marry a creep like you? I'd die first."
Not a second's hesitation in her answer.
Yeah, no matter how I thought about it, that didn't make sense.
I figured it wasn't that anyway.
"Then?"
"If the kid finds out it was born from an unwanted pregnancy, it'll be sad, right? So we just pretend to be a happy mom and dad."
"Become a show-window couple?"
"Exactly. We just act like a harmonious married couple. So the baby can grow up in a normal family."
The intention was noble, but the method was insane.
And she was saying it with the most serious face in the world, which made it even more ridiculous from my perspective.
Especially since there was no baby from that creampie earlier anyway.
"What do you think? Can you do it? No, this is all your fault, so you have to. You're not such a lowlife that you'd dodge responsibility for your own kid, are you?"
"Let's hear the details first. What exactly do you have in mind? If we're pretending to be married, do we live together? File marriage papers?"
"We'll work out the specifics later. The baby's not due for months, so we can plan till then."
Wow, she was dead serious.
I could guess why she was so obsessed with a normal family.
Yena hadn't had one, so she wanted her belly's baby to at least grow up in one.
Still, to pretend to be married to a guy she despised? Impressive in several ways.
"Get your head ready in advance. To convince the kid, we have to act like a couple outside the house too, so we'll need practice."
"What about Yena?"
"What else? We tell her you're her new dad."
"I'm her new dad?"
"Once this baby's born, Yena becomes your daughter too. Discriminate because there's no blood tie, and you're done."
Discrimination was bad, sure, but that situation would never even arise.
I might not make stepdad, but neighbor uncle? Sure.
Honestly, she was so cute I wanted to buy her burgers every time I saw her.
"I need time to prepare mentally, so we won't tell her right away. Keep it secret for now, and when my belly shows and we can't hide it anymore, then we tell Yena and the apartment folks."
Hmm… In my view, she'd realize the truth way before her belly swelled up.
"And the most important thing."
"Most important?"
"We're just pretending to be married. Don't forget that. I'm only doing this charade with a guy like you because of the baby—it's killing me even to fake it."
Emphasizing what I already knew. How much did she hate me?
Was this just amusing to me?
I was curious how far her delusion would go, and I wanted to see her embarrassed face when reality hit.
Should I really just let it play out?
No harm to neighbors or Yena anyway.
She'd just said we'd keep it secret from them until her belly showed.
For her, realizing late would just be a relief, no loss.
"Got it? Say no, and we're done. I'm staking my life on this baby—you do the same. This is all your mess."
No. There's no baby to stake your life on.
She couldn't hear my thoughts, of course. She placed a hand on her belly and continued.
"Never… let this baby know it was born from an unwanted pregnancy. No matter what, we make it happy. Got it?"
She said it with the gravest face, like a tragic movie heroine.
Stroking her belly that held only my cum so tenderly—it was so absurd and crazy that I almost burst out laughing.
Okay, decision made.
I'd keep my mouth shut until she figured it out herself.
"Got it. I'll do as you say."
"…Good. At least you're a trash who can be reasoned with."
Oh. Upgraded from beast spawn to reasonable trash?
"But you remember one thing too."
She scowled at my words.
"What?"
"Even if we pretend to be married everywhere, our relationship stays the same. When I give an order, you obey. Got it?"
"…Worse than an animal."
Back down to sub-beast status.
Anyway, talk seemed sorted, so before I forgot, time for the morning-after pill.
"I'll take that as a yes. Thirsty? Hang on."
I got up from bed and headed to the rack with my clothes.
Grabbed a pill from Sora and a water bottle, then back to bed.
"Drink this. Take this too."
"What's this? Meds?"
"Vitamins. Good for you when you've been active. I took one before coming here."
"…."
Yun Seolah glared lightly but swallowed the pill obediently.
Pregnancy worries over.
Now just enjoy her solo delusion show.
No. Night wasn't over—finish what we started.
"Feels like you've rested enough. Shall we continue?"
"What? You already came inside, and you want more?!"
"My dick's still raring to go—what's the problem? Already came, so no need for condoms now, right?"
"No, eek! I said no…! Ha-eut…!"
Mouth said no, but teasing her clit drew out sweet moans.
Whether she had my kid or not, she couldn't escape my demands.
Soon her legs parted under my hands, and she had to cling and moan until I was satisfied.
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"Mmm…."
I lifted my heavy eyelids and woke up.
What time was it?
…About forty minutes till checkout?
I checked my phone and set it down.
No point rushing now—I'd lie here a bit longer and extend.
Man, last night was wild.
Fucked like crazy—lost count of orgasms or when I passed out.
Like a burst faucet, and I knew I had strong stamina, but this much?
Was that why Sora picked me as partner?
"…."
Yun Seolah had taken all my overflowing lust, passed out, and was still blissfully asleep.
Her face was serene, like last night's intense sex was a dream.
Watching her reminded me of our talk.
Shocking she thought creampies always meant pregnancy, and proposed a show-window couple to me.
From treating porn-watchers like criminals, she defied common sense in every way.
But thanks to it, I'd had fun and gained a new plaything—grateful, really.
Looking forward to her embarrassed face when truth dawned, and using the couple excuse for all sorts of play.
…Husband and wife, huh.
Honestly, I doubted I'd ever marry, let alone get a girlfriend like before.
Since Jiyeon noona rejected me in high school, I couldn't trust women.
Overreacting to one rejection? Fair point, but it hit me hard back then.
She'd acted like she liked me—everyone thought so.
But confessed, and instant rejection without a thought?
How could I trust women after that?
So, no fully opening up to any woman, like before.
Even with Yun Seolah like this, or Bae Na-eun going smoothly, just fuckbuddies.
I didn't want to live anxious about their true feelings or facades.
Of course, hearts change, but… for now, that's my stance.
"…."
Yun Seolah was sleeping so soundly.
Her usually furrowed brow relaxed in sleep, making her look pure and innocent.
Though the massive tits spilling sideways below ruined the innocence.
"Ugh…."
"Awake?"
"What time…?"
"Just past 11:20. Checkout at noon."
"What? Then we gotta get ready quick."
As she tried to sit up, I grabbed those tits I'd been eyeing.
"Eek! What the—! No time for messing around!"
She didn't know extensions were possible, apparently.
I hadn't either till I checked reservations.
"It's fine. Play with mine a bit before we go."
"Ha-euk! Why are my tits yours?!"
"Because I can do whatever I want with them. Has been since you agreed to obey."
"What the—!"
She kept trying to pry my hands off, so I mounted her and buried my face in her chest.
"Kyaa!"
Soft, heavy bags pressed my face from both sides.
The slime-like texture was ecstasy, but her intense sweat-mixed scent was dizzying.
Yun Seolah's real smell—no other man could savor.
So addictive I couldn't pull away.
"Hey! Gah, it tickles—get off! What are you doing?!"
"Sniffing."
"Sniffing what… Heeek?!"
A mix of shock and disgust in her voice.
Face buried in titty heaven, I couldn't see, but surely beet-red with shame, eyes cartoonishly wide.
"Snuuup, haa… Amazing. Why does sweat smell this good?"
"Get off! I'm gonna wash, so get off now!"
"You can wash later. And I like it, so don't be embarrassed."
"I don't like it! Get off!"
"Snuuuup…!"
"Heeek! Pervert! Drop dead!"
Resistance too fierce—I had to say goodbye to paradise.
Ah, wanted to sniff forever.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Where you going?"
"To wash! I'll be quick, so wait if you wanna shower too."
Yun Seolah stormed to the bathroom, leaving me alone on the bed.
This place had a great owner—smells good, reactions delicious. Gotta come often.
But what about my lower half?
Hard as rock from that high-efficiency energy absorption.
[Extended.]
I extended checkout on my phone right away.
Told me to take responsibility, then got me hard and ran? Nah.
Time to teach her actions match words must match. I followed to the bathroom.
"Gah! Why are you in here?!"
Startled by my sudden entry, she fussed the second she saw me.
Already wet from the shower, black hair clung damply to her body.
"Shower together?"
"What? Don't be ridiculous. Why would I?!"
We'd shared nakedness already, yet her hands frantically covered tits and pussy.
She had zero self-objectification.
No way one arm hid those bursting tits.
Instead, areola and nipples peeked out, making it more erotic.
"Couples shower together."
"We're pretending—not really married!"
"So from now on, we practice pretending to be married."
"Who's watching us shower for practice?! No time—get out."
Cowardly logical counter.
Fine, I'd pull a more logical excuse.
"No time, right? Showering separately would make us later. FYI, I take long showers."
Never mention the extension.
"…."
She shut up at my convincing reason.
Then eyed me suspiciously.
"You really just here to wash?"
"Yup. We're short on time."
"…Fine."
"Okay. Wash each other."
"What, wash each other now?!"
"Since we're showering together, practice couple acting too. Gotta practice in private so it feels natural later, right?"
"You gonna keep saying weird shit? …Haa. Whatever. You'll do what you want anyway. No time, so go ahead."
Yun Seolah surrendered, giving up rebuttals.
I could've ordered her, but watching her squirm was fun.
"Where do you usually start?"
"…Wash hair first."
"I'll wash yours. You wash here."
I thrust my erect crotch forward, and as expected, a sigh escaped her.
"Haa… I was pretending not to notice, but you came in for this."
"Can't go out like this. And don't couples do this in the shower?"
"Too tired to argue. Fine, don't hold back—cum quick."
"Wait. Not hands—use your mouth."
"What? Hands are fine."
"Mouth's faster. And…."
I trailed off, wet my hands at the sink, squeezed shampoo nearby, and continued.
"If you bend and suck, I can wash your hair easier meanwhile."
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"Hooah! Done!"
Bae Na-eun shut off her computer and flopped onto her bed.
Today's upload finished—face relaxed in relief.
Gym done early morning, now sweet rest with phone on.
"Ahaha! This guy's hilarious."
She laughed at SNS shorts or hunted clips from fave dramas/movies.
Blissful time enjoying endless content, no interruptions.
But it didn't last an hour.
A deep sigh filled the room.
"…Sigh."
Stuck alone in her room all day—boring as hell.
Her lips soon puckered like a duck.
'So freaking bored. If not for sis, I wouldn't even be in this town.'
Food's tastier shared, vids funnier with company.
So when she reunited with Im Jinhyuk after years, Bae Na-eun was thrilled inside.
Needed to kill boredom, too lazy for new friends—perfect, her comfy old acquaintance.
Plus, she'd found new fun in her childhood oppa.
'Where the hell did Lim Jjin-hyuk go? Told him not to come home. Need to tease him more.'
His flustered face when she flashed him at his place popped up.
Accident on her end too, but his dumbstruck look was photo-worthy comedy.
'Acting all man, sneaking peeks at movies—hilarious.'
Truth was, she didn't love guys' stares outside.
Guys lusting after pretty girls was natural, but didn't wanna be the target.
Never dated because of it—but Jinhyuk's gaze? Fun, not uncomfortable.
From mutual teasing hell, now she could bully him one-sidedly.
'Didn't expect losing weight and dolling up for myself would lead to this?'
But more: when he couldn't peel eyes off her body, it validated her glow-up efforts.
'Aah. Wish tomorrow came soon. He won't pounce anyway—go tease him silly tomorrow too. Hehe, no boredom for a while.'
Zero risk, pure fun—addictive like addictive game.
Thinking of playing again made her grin.
But she had no clue he'd found her YouTube, or was plotting revenge.