Castaway: Baek Jaeseong-16

The plan was set. There was no time to waste. Wooseok couldn't stand to watch his girlfriend get toyed with for another second. His scheme was sloppy, riddled with holes — but that was a risk he had already accepted.

Today, Jaeseong strolled into their cave like he owned the place. Naked as always, cock swinging freely. Jueun was naked too, and the two of them looked strangely well-matched. Jaeseong smiled with satisfaction as he looked her over.

"Shall we do it here today? My cave's a bit cramped. Sometimes I want a little more room to work with."

Jaeseong casually grabbed Jueun by the hair and used her mouth like a fleshlight. There wasn't a shred of consideration in the way he did it.

Wooseok squeezed his eyes shut. He bit down on his lip until he tasted blood. The disgust he felt wasn't aimed at Jaeseong so much as at himself — sitting there, powerless, watching his girlfriend get stolen right in front of him.

Jaeseong came in Jueun's mouth, and she swallowed it down like it was the most natural thing in the world. Not a hint of distaste. His semen had a strangely pleasant scent.

"I'm going to fuck you all day today. You'd better be ready."

"A-all day…?"

Jueun's voice trembled with fear. Then she turned her gaze toward Wooseok.

Wooseok met her eyes with a look like a furious ogre. Jueun's lips moved. He wasn't any good at reading lips, but they'd planned this in advance, so picking out the words wasn't hard.

Now. Our chance.

Wooseok nodded. He stood up, packing his rage down into a tightly controlled voice.

"Well then… I'll step out."

"Feel free to watch. Your girlfriend's got a pretty nice feel to her. Not a bad little cock-sleeve for a quick fuck. Hell, you can jerk off right there if you want."

"…I'm fine."

Wooseok forced the words out through clenched fury. He left the cave without looking back.

The moment he was outside, he sprinted east like a madman. His heart felt like it would burst, but he didn't slow down. Jaeseong's mocking, contemptuous face wouldn't leave his mind.

"Hah…! Hah…! Hah…!"

Wooseok reached the eastern cave in no time. He steadied his ragged breathing. That bastard's woman might be inside. He had to be careful until the very end. She was a Hunter too, after all.

He held his breath and peered inside.

The cave was empty. It felt like the heavens were on his side — maybe compensation for everything he'd suffered so far.

He searched the cave with a hawk's eye. A large backpack was hidden in the back — well, "hidden" was generous. It was just sitting behind a big rock. It was quite heavy.

"It's still packed full!"

The backpack was sealed with several tight knots. Someone had bound it shut to keep the contents from being stolen — knots you couldn't undo in a hurry. So the bastard wasn't completely thoughtless.

But it was still a stupid move. Wooseok just picked up the whole backpack. He could untie the knots later.

The pack was incredibly heavy, but his body felt strangely light. He clutched it to his chest like someone might snatch it away — even though he was the one stealing it.

He left the cave and ran north this time.

There was no turning back now. He'd already stolen their food — he was riding the tiger. He'd staked his life on this plan from the start.

The motorboat was on the northern side of the island, on a rocky beach beneath the cliffs. The moment he saw it, a sigh of relief escaped him. If the boat had drifted off somewhere, the whole plan would have fallen apart.

He loaded the backpack first, then climbed aboard. He tossed the fishing rod overboard. To save fuel, he needed to cut as much weight as possible. All the boat needed to carry was two people and a pack of food. Once he was ready, Wooseok started the engine.

Vrrrrrm!

"Hah… Now I just wait for Jueun."

He'd told her about this spot in advance. Whether she'd arrive at the right time was another matter. It was a sloppy plan, so there were plenty of variables. But sloppy also meant the other side wouldn't see it coming. Everything has its trade-offs.

"Wooseok!"

Jueun's voice came from the top of the cliff. She waved as she made her way down the steep path. Perfect timing. A smile bloomed across Wooseok's face.

He waved back. Everything was going according to plan. Looking back, it had been a dangerous gamble. If even one piece had been off, they would have been finished. But he'd pulled it off. He clenched his fist and shouted.

"Jueun! Get in, hurry!"

"Coming!"

She ran toward the boat. Wooseok let out a breath of relief. Of course, escaping the island together wouldn't be the end of it. They might drift at sea. In the worst case, they could run into a monster.

But whatever future awaited them, it had to be better than sitting there helpless while that bastard fucked Jueun in front of him. As long as they were together, he was sure they could survive somehow.

"You sons of bitches! Where the hell do you think you're going!?"

A furious roar exploded from the top of the cliff. Wooseok's hair stood on end. Something launched itself off the cliff — a drop of over five meters — and landed in a single bound. Of course it was Jaeseong.

"Kyaah!"

Jueun was in Jaeseong's grip in an instant. He bellowed, voice thick with rage.

"Fuck! This bitch said she had to piss and then tries to run!? Hey! You — what the hell is that? A boat!?"

Wooseok's face went rigid. The worst-case scenario had just happened. His breath caught in his throat. Jaeseong jabbed a finger at him and roared.

"You fucking bastard, get over here! You crazy son of a bitch… You two planned this together to fuck me over, didn't you!? Huh? That's my food, you piece of shit! I'll tear your arms and legs off!"

Jaeseong raged like a demon. Wooseok pissed himself. His pants were soaked, but that was the least of his concerns.

"You fucking bastard! If you don't come back, I'll rip your girlfriend's arms and legs off!"

"Aah! It hurts! My arm — it's going to break!"

Thoughts collided in Wooseok's head. If he went back to that psycho, he was a dead man. No — death might actually be the better option. Given that bastard's personality, what waited for him could be worse than dying. This was a guy who casually fucked another man's girlfriend right in front of him and mocked him for it.

But if he ran, that psycho's rage would fall on Jueun. He stood at a crossroads with no good choice. While he hesitated, Jaeseong drew closer and closer. Wooseok tightened his grip on the throttle.

Jueun's a woman… No matter how pissed he is, he wouldn't actually hurt her…

"AAAAAH! Wooseok! My arm — it's going to break! AAAAAH! Help me!"

Wooseok squeezed his eyes shut. The realistic option was to get out of here and bring help as fast as possible. He gunned the engine.

Vrrrrrrrm!

"Wooseok! Save me!"

"Jueun…! I'll come back for you, I swear! I'm sorry!"

With those words, Wooseok left the island without looking back. The boat vanished, leaving a trail of white foam. It was a getaway so clean it could have been in an action movie.

Jaeseong held onto Jueun until the boat had completely disappeared from view. The demonic snarl vanished from his face, replaced by a bright smile. He couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"Kk-kk-kk! Hahahaha! Pwahahahaha!"

He'd wondered if maybe, just maybe — but of course not. There wasn't a shred of that dramatic, touching scene you'd see in a drama. Jaeseong found this reality far more entertaining.

"Could you put me down? This position is actually pretty uncomfortable."

Jueun said. Her acting had been honestly pretty stiff, but Wooseok had fallen for it anyway. Jaeseong set her down. Jisu came down from the cliff, clapping.

"You were right, oppa. He ran without even looking back."

Jueun puffed up ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her cheeks in a sulk.

"That's so messed up! How could he just throw me away like that!? After everything I did for him!"

"You said you figured he'd betray you anyway, didn't you?"

"I thought that, sure, but actually seeing it is still a shock. Haa. What even is this."

"He chose his life over love. Pretty standard choice, isn't it?"

Jisu summed it up in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a single line.

"Heh! Anyway, this is hilarious. Jisu. Did you do what I told you?"

Jisu thumped her chest.

"Of course! But is that going to be enough? If some other ship wandering around picks him up, it could get messy."

"I got in touch with Sujin yesterday. She said this whole area is under a complete vessel lockdown. And I already got rid of all the evidence, just in case."

Jaeseong said, then turned to Jueun.

"Just curious — if he'd pulled some self-sacrificing stunt back there, were you planning to go back to that bastard?"

Jueun shook her head without a second's thought.

"No. I wasn't even considering it, but yeah — I should've known. All that time I wasted on him. And Wooseok's dick is like a pinky finger compared to this one. There's no way I could go back to something like that."

Jueun pointed at Jaeseong's cock as she said it. Jaeseong ran his hand over her pussy.

"Getting dumped for real by his own girlfriend. Poor bastard. Hope he likes my present. Heh!"

The island was gone. The boat was already out on the open sea.

Wooseok felt a wave of relief. He'd put enough distance between them that even a Dungeon Hunter would have a hard time covering it on foot. Closing this gap by swimming was impossible.

He collapsed onto the boat.

"Haa…"

Then the nausea hit. What the hell was he relieved about? The rationalization he'd just made came flooding back. He'd sold Jueun to save his own skin. Twice.

"Uegh! Uegh! Ueegh!"

There was nothing in his stomach, so only a trickle of bile came up. After emptying what ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠little he had, Wooseok slumped back down.

He wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come. It felt like everything he'd ever had had been taken from him. No — more accurately, like he'd thrown it all away himself.

What had happened to Jueun? Had that bastard killed her? Or maybe he'd broken her first, then killed her slowly. Thoughts raced through his head. He felt dizzy.

Grrrk!

His stomach growled, oblivious. Wooseok stared at the backpack with dead eyes. The heavy pack was bound tight with several knots. He started untying them, slowly.

"…Yeah. Eat first. Get my head straight. Jueun is… she'll be fine. I'll get back to the mainland somehow, get help… kill that bastard… and start over ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with her. It's not over. I still have a lot going for me. I'm a Dungeon Hunter. I'm Jueun's boyfriend…"

He muttered to himself like he was putting himself under hypnosis. The knots were incredibly tight, hard to undo. But Wooseok worked through them with as much patience as he could muster. Finally, he undid every last knot and opened the pack.

Inside were hard rocks.

"Huh!?"

The backpack was packed full of hard stones. Wooseok shook his head. Something was wrong. What the hell was this?

He grabbed the pack and dumped it out. Not a scrap of food. Nothing but rocks that weighed a goddamn ton. Wooseok stared at the stones in bewilderment.

"This is…? Why… rocks…?"

Brrring! Brrring! Brrring!

A loud ringing suddenly came from the backpack. Wooseok jumped. It was coming from a side pocket. He slowly checked inside.

There was a smartphone in the side pocket. Someone had set an alarm, and it was blaring. Wooseok swallowed hard and silenced it. The phone's wallpaper had a message written on it.

Wooseok slowly opened the gallery. There was a single video. The thumbnail showed Jueun, smiling brightly at the camera, making a V-sign with both hands.

"……"

He played the video. Jueun's cheerful voice spilled out.

The Jueun on screen was smiling brightly. And a vulgar sound played like background music — the wet slap of flesh against flesh.

The camera angle shifted. Jueun's pussy filled the frame. A massive cock — nothing like his own — was driving into her.

This isn't real. Wooseok denied everything.

The video ended there. And in that instant, a warning appeared on the smartphone screen.

Wooseok felt like his soul had left his body. The phone slipped from his fingers. He muttered to himself like a man possessed.

"Heh-heh-heh-heh… heh-heh-heh-heh… heh-heh-heh-heh… Yeah… this is better. That whore… I was going to save a bitch like that… heh-heh-heh-heh… this is for the best… I'm… alone now…"

Wooseok clamped down on a mind that was about to shatter completely. Despair, frustration, rage — every emotion fused together and crystallized into a cold, sharp glare. His voice dripped with venom.

"Kim Jueun… that whore… that psycho bastard… and that woman too… I'll kill them all. I swear… I'll have my revenge… even if it costs me my life…"

He repeated the words like a broken toy. Then a strange sound came from the boat.

Clunk-clunk-clunk! Clunk-clunk-clunk! Clunk-clunk-clunk! Pfft!

The engine died. The boat, which had been gliding steadily forward, came to a stop. Wooseok checked the gauge with a look of panic.

"The f-fuel!?"

When he'd checked yesterday, there had definitely been a decent amount of fuel left. But now the tank was completely empty. Wooseok realized this had all been that bastard's doing.

"AAAAAAAAAAAH!"