The Awkward Breakfast Aftermath
The door burst open with a loud bang. I was in the middle of preparing breakfast when my older sister stepped out of her room.
“D-did you sleep well?”
I kept my tone as humble and submissive as possible, terrified of upsetting her. Even I could tell how stupid I sounded. But what could I do? I’d committed the crime, after all.
“Um, hey. Breakfast is almost ready. I made pasta. Your favorite.”
I’d rushed to the mart and back just to coax her out of her room. She always said this was her favorite thing I cooked. Truth be told, it was just a sloppy pasta made with store-bought ingredients and way too much garlic and oyster sauce to hide the mediocrity, but she ate it like it was the best thing in the world. She even claimed it was way better than what you’d get at some half-assed restaurant.
Yet my sister said nothing. She simply stared at me in silence. I couldn’t read the meaning behind that cold gaze. Was she holding back her anger? Or was she just stunned, thinking, How can you have the nerve to act like this after making your own sister cry like that?
“Hey…”
I swallowed hard, my throat dry.
“If you really hate being around me… I’ll disappear.”
The silence finally became too much, and I surrendered.
“Disappear where? Do you even own another place to live?”
I finally heard her voice, but I couldn’t bring myself to meet her eyes. I stared at my toes, fidgeting nervously.
“Anywhere. I’d go anywhere.”
“Oh please. If you left, where would you even go besides running to Mom and Dad? You refused to go with them last time, remember?”
“That was because of the military. What about you, then?”
“Why are you asking me that?”
“Why didn’t you go with them?”
“Because I have school, obviously. Unlike you, I didn’t stay behind because I’m some pathetic loser who wants to cling to his sister.”
I wanted to fight back, but I had nothing to say. I let out a long sigh.
My sister exhaled heavily. “Just sit down already.”
In the end, the two siblings ended up sitting side by side at the dining table.
“Hey. Do you actually like me?”
“………”
I answered with silence.
“You used to hate me so much. We fought all the time. So why are you suddenly acting like this now?”
“……Yeah, I wonder.”
“Did you really think I was serious every time I called you a stray I picked up off the street? Obviously it was just a joke. Even now, when we go out together, people ask if we’re siblings. You seriously want to fuck a girl with long hair and big tits who happens to be your sister?”
It’s not quite like that. People have even asked if we were newlyweds. Back then… she had laughed, and I had gotten angry.
“You’re seriously such a fucking idiot.”
I almost preferred it when she stayed quiet. Every sharp word she hurled at me left me speechless. I just wanted to die.
“I don’t know. I just… one day I came to my senses and realized you were already inside my heart.”
“You’re insane.”
“I think I really am crazy. I don’t even know what to say.”
“Then go die somewhere. Make me an only child.”
“So… does that mean you’ll forgive me? Fine. If I can earn your forgiveness, I’ll die as many times as it takes.”
“Are you crazy? Don’t say that! You really… Fuck. You’re such a stupid little brother……”
She covered her eyes with both hands. All I could do was sit there quietly, waiting for her merciful judgment.
“Minjun.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m serious. I never thought about doing anything like that with my own sibling. It’s just a novel. Something I write for fun. I’m not saying I want it to become real. It’s just…”
The thief is always the first to cry foul. Thanks to that, I lost my chance to press the issue.
“I can’t exactly blame you for liking me, but… ugh. I just don’t want to fight with you about this kind of thing, okay? Let’s just… go back to being normal siblings. I can’t accept your feelings.”
“I understand.”
“Ugh, this is so fucking awkward I could die. Seriously, what the hell is this because of you! It’s pissing me off.”
She kept sighing. I felt like I was going crazy too. Just having to face her… Living under the same roof with the sister who rejected my confession—what could possibly be more miserable than that?
“Whatever, just take your food and eat in your room. I can’t even swallow like this.”
“What? You said we should go back to normal. Why are you suddenly being even ruder than before?”
Slurp. I ignored her and ate the pasta. It turned out pretty good, even if I do say so myself. The noodles were cooked perfectly.
“Do you have no shame at all? How can you even eat right now? How the fuck are you swallowing food?!”
Thud. Thud. She kicked me under the table. It hurt.
“Hey now. The food’s getting cold. You’re not supposed to bother someone while they’re eating—not even a dog.”
“You don’t bother a dog because it bites. You’re worse than a dog. In heat and trying to fuck your own sister.”
“Let’s be accurate here. I haven’t actually fucked you yet.”
“Bullshit. I saw everything, remember?”
“Saw what?”
“That… that thing.”
“……”
“You shoved it right in my face so blatantly. You were literally trying to rub it on me. Just cut it off, you idiot. Cut it off already.”
I felt like I was going to choke. The noodles suddenly caught in my throat.
“You crazy bastard. What the hell was that anyway? You stayed soft when I touched it, but the second I kissed you, it got hard. Like owner, like dog—your erections are just as stupid as you are.”
“T-that time……”
“What about that time? My hands were too dirty so it wouldn’t get hard? Would it get twice as hard if I washed my hands first?”
“I did it once, okay.”
“Did what?”
“That thing you like. Masturbating.”
“Fuck. That’s it, pack your shit and get out. You’re disgusting. Get out right now!”
“Whoa, hold on. Weren’t you the one telling me not to leave? And now you’re saying this? Besides, you’re the one who keeps asking if I jerk off every day, not me.”
“Shut up. Now that I think about it, you never gave back the panties I gave you that time. You’re still using them to jerk off, you psycho?”
“You gave them to me, so they’re mine now. Thanks to you, I’ve been using them very gratefully.”
“Ha, seriously. What a fucking failure of a child. How did my little brother turn out to be such an idiot?”
Whoa, that’s basically self-roasting. Did she forget that my parents are her parents too?
“Why? You gonna take them off again? If you’re offering, give me the ones you’re wearing now.”
“You… you! You crazy bastard!”
In the end, I was chased back into my room. The pasta had tasted so good, but I only managed one bite. She told me to throw away the panties. If she ever caught me using them again, she’d kill me. She probably meant it too. Her voice had been full of murderous intent.
Did things… go well?
I’d avoided the awkward silence between us, but the situation seemed even worse now. Every place she’d hit me was throbbing and aching. No matter how angry she was, she didn’t have to hit me that hard.
Sigh. Of course, I did deserve it.
I felt like I might cry. It hurt that much. Come to think of it, I never got to talk about her novel. Honestly, it was hard to bring up. Given the subject matter… Siblings devouring each other. Even if I praised her writing, it would probably sound like I was teasing her.
I peeked out. My sister, who had been eating the pasta enthusiastically, met my eyes.
“The noodles… they’re cooked well, right?”
When I asked cautiously, she put down her chopsticks. She must have been embarrassed.
“No, if you’re hungry, keep eating. I’ll go back to my room.”
“……Just come out already.”
The moment she gave permission, I sat back down at the table with a big grin.
“This time I added bacon and sausage. I put in a ton of garlic. I noticed you really liked it last time.”
“Yeah. It’s good.”
Was that reluctant praise, or did she mean it? Seeing that half the plate had already disappeared into her stomach, it seemed genuine.
“Your novel. It was really well written.”
“Cough! Cough!”
“Whoa! Hold on, here’s some water.”
What the—? The second I brought up her erotica, she started choking.
“Gulp, gulp. Ha… What the hell was that for? I thought I was going to die.”
“Can’t I even compliment you? I said it was well written because it really was.”
“You… you read it?”
“Yeah.”
I absolutely could not tell her that I’d been donating to her as well. And I definitely couldn’t mention the comment I’d left saying Sex between siblings is the best or calling it an essay like an idiot.
“Isn’t it a little weird to read when your sister wrote it? It’s full of stuff about siblings doing that kind of thing.”
“Huh? No? Reading it while imagining it was about us actually made it way hotter.”
There it was again. That death glare like she wanted to murder her little brother.
“You crazy bastard. If I ever go on hiatus, I’m blaming you.”
“Why? I’m saying it because it’s genuinely well written. Real praise. If you stop writing, I’ll cancel my subscription too. It’d be such a shame if all the readers on the site had to starve because of you, right?”
“Bullshit.”
“Anyway, it was really good. I was impressed. I had no idea my sister had this kind of talent.”
“Oh yeah? What part was so good?”
“Huh?”
“I asked which part was so good. In my novel.”
“Well… that scene where the little brother completely dominates his sister? You know, when he fingers her and stuff. But she’s in heat the whole time, dripping with juices.”
“You fucking… We’re eating, you idiot.”
“You’re the author. You can’t get embarrassed talking about your own novel. Pay attention.”
“Anyway. What else?”
“The psychological descriptions were great too. The way she keeps telling herself no, no, even as she’s being dragged around by her brother, but deep down she wants to get fucked too.”
“Hmm. You must have read it pretty carefully.”
“I clapped twice with my balls.”
“Idiot.”
“By the way, sis.”
“What. Again?”
“When we kissed… did you feel that way t— Ow!”
Smack. She slapped the top of my head with all her strength. She was completely used to violence now. She hit me whenever she felt like it.
“Are you insane? Why would you ask that?!”
“A-as a reader. It’s like author-reader time. I was curious what the author was feeling at that moment.”
“It felt disgusting, okay? Because you kiss like an idiot.”
She’s the one who froze up and just pressed her lips against mine without moving. If I asked if she got wet, she’d probably actually kill me. I shouldn’t have said anything.
“For our first kiss, it wasn’t bad, right?”
“It was awful. Why does this idiot keep touching his teeth? We’re not playing dentist.”
“I was just checking if you brushed your teeth properly……”
She looked at me with utter contempt again. I was used to it now. Using her gaze as a side dish, I slurped down more pasta. It really was delicious, even if I made it myself.
But Mom made it for her…
It must have tasted amazing. Really, incredibly good. No. Stop. Hey, dick, I said stop. She’s watching.
Sad thoughts. Sad thoughts.
I wiggled my toes as hard as I could.
“Just eat your food. Eat a lot and gather your strength to write more. What’s the next scene?”
“I’m not telling you.”
“Oh, the true author’s heart, preventing spoilers. So I have to see it with my own eyes, huh?”
Instead of answering, she flipped me the middle finger. In return, I gave her a wink full of love. Hmm. Now I’m seeing two fingers. If she keeps that up, I’ll get hurt too.
I wonder what that finger would taste like if I sucked on it.
Hey now. Sad thoughts again. Sad thoughts.