The Silence That Followed
The two of us said nothing.
Tick. Tock.
Only the hollow sound of the living room clock echoed through the space.
I feel like I’m going to die.
“I-it looks like it’s done now, sis.”
I was the one who broke the silence that had seemed eternal. If I stayed like this any longer, I really would lose my mind.
I barely pulled myself together and looked down at what I had done. Her panties had slipped dangerously low. Her ass, kneaded raw and slathered in ointment. The space between her thighs, swollen as if it might burst at any moment.
“.......”
My sister still didn’t say a word. She just kept her head bowed, silently gripping my wrist.
Was she angry? Or was she disgusted? With what I had done to her.
“J-just wait a little longer. Let the medicine soak in. I’ll go to the bathroom real quick.”
When I offered the excuse I’d barely managed to come up with, she thankfully released my wrist. I couldn’t stand it anymore and shot up from my seat.
Fuck. Fuck!
What the hell had I just done?
Bang. Bang.
I slammed my forehead against the bathroom wall over and over.
Why the hell is she acting like that?
It would have been better if she had just gotten mad at me. If she had cursed me out—called me a horny bastard, a filthy piece of shit—and beaten me senseless, I could have taken the hits and been done with it. But that strangely gentle behavior, as if she were being considerate of her little brother, was what drove me insane.
I pulled my pants down slightly. Sure enough, precum was leaking everywhere, making a mess. Because I had touched her. Because I had groped the ass of that bitch from our own house.
“Fuuu… ck…”
What was I supposed to do? Waves of self-disgust kept crashing over me. I wanted to die. Just die already.
Had I been reading too many novels lately? Yeah. That had to be why my head had gone completely rotten. It had to be. Otherwise, none of this made sense. The fact that I had felt lust for that bitch’s body.
If I had known this would happen, I would have read in moderation. Why the hell had I been pouring money into incest stories like some kind of degenerate?
But no matter how much I blamed and cursed myself, that image refused to leave my mind—the bright red handprints clearly visible on her snow-white ass. And why… why had I tried to pull her panties down? Why?
What the hell had I been trying to do to my own sister back then?
If she hadn’t stopped me. If she had just stayed still and let me do whatever I wanted…
Fuck.
I had no idea how I was supposed to face her from now on. Maybe it would be better to just shove my face into the toilet water and drown.
“Huu…”
Splash.
After taking a deep breath, I splashed cold water on my face again and again. I kept at it until the back of my neck was soaked, and only then did my mind calm down a little.
I just… I just wish she would leave the room.
If the living room were empty. If the two siblings didn’t have to look each other in the eye. If only she would run away from home. I prayed that today’s disaster would be completely erased from both our minds.
But unfortunately, contrary to my wishes, my sister was still sitting blankly on the sofa, waiting for me.
“Y-you’re out?”
She must have been thinking about it seriously too, considering she hadn’t even touched the chicken despite how much she loved it.
“Uh, yeah. Has the medicine dried?”
I couldn’t meet her eyes. Whatever. I’d just stare at the floor and walk.
“Yeah. It soaked in faster than I expected. Maybe because you applied it so well.”
“If you know that, then treat your little brother better from now on.”
“Okay.”
“.......”
“.......”
Once again, that suffocating silence returned. The two siblings, mouths sealed as if glued shut.
Let’s just run to my room.
Chicken, whatever—I didn’t care anymore. I was getting out of here.
I was about to slip away when she spoke.
“But.”
“Yeah?”
Suddenly, my sister called out to me.
“What you did earlier. Why did you do that?”
“What… are you talking about?”
Gulp.
A cold sweat ran down my spine.
“I’m asking why you did that to me earlier.”
“W-why? Oh. You mean applying the medicine? No, you were in pain, sis. As your little brother, it hurt me too. Telepathy. We’re such a close pair of siblings.”
“Not that.”
What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
“Let’s stop beating around the bush. You know better than anyone.”
Someone save me. Someone save me. Someone save me. Someone save me.
“I have no idea what you’re saying. Sigh, I should get going. I don’t have much of an appetite today.”
“Stay.”
I froze.
“.......”
“Be honest with me.”
“About… what?”
“Back then. When you were touching my body, you got hard, didn’t you?”
“N-no, I didn’t. What kind of person do you take me for?”
“You did get hard, you fucking pervert. You got all horny and tried to take your sister’s panties off.”
Only now did I finally look at her face, and her expression was strange. She was wearing that devilish smile she always made when she was about to torment me, but her cheeks and ears were burning bright red.
Is she trying to think of a way to get through this weird atmosphere?
To brush it off as nothing more than a slightly dirty joke between siblings.
“What? Did you get all excited because your sister’s ass looked too pretty when you pulled her panties down? Huh? You fucking dog. Tell me the truth. You went to the bathroom to jerk off while thinking about my body, didn’t you?”
“I told you I didn’t! I didn’t get hard!”
“That’s hilarious. You were in there forever. You pathetic, premature-ejaculating loser.”
“Fuck! It’s because I touched your filthy ass! I was washing my hands because I thought they’d rot!”
Of course, I was grateful that she was trying to be considerate. We had to live together for the rest of our lives unless something drastic happened. So if we could cover up today’s incident like this, I was thankful. Really, it was a relief…
“Yeah, you premature-ejaculating loser~ I know you were just putting on a show because you couldn’t cum~ You touched your sister’s ass and then went to grab your pathetic little dick. Go die, you idiot.”
The level of teasing was getting way out of hand. She was foaming at the mouth, fully committed.
Should I slap her?
No. I should run away and live to fight another day. She’d probably tease me about this for the rest of my life, but right now I was at too much of a disadvantage.
“Wow, this is fucking awful. You’re the worst. Getting horny for your own sister.”
“Should I put a chastity cage on your dick? So you don’t end up raping your sister.”
“From now on, ask for permission before you touch my underwear, you bastard. If you don’t want to die. Now that I think about it, you haven’t been doing weird shit to my panties all this time, have you? No wonder you always looked so excited when doing the laundry, you pervert.”
Excited my ass, you bitch. There are only two people in this house, and since you don’t do anything, I have no choice but to handle the chores. I’ve told you a million times to help with the housework, but you never listen.
“Ugh. How am I supposed to live with you now that I’m scared? What if you get horny again and try to jump me?”
She was clearly having the time of her life now, spewing every insult she could think of, real or made up. I couldn’t tell if she was just teasing or if she was genuinely angry.
Since I had committed a sin, I would have quietly listened if she was scolding me, but…
“Keep talking. I’m going to my room.”
If she was just teasing, there was no need to listen anymore. It would only ruin my mood.
“Already? Why? Going to jerk off? Well, I guess you can’t finish quickly since you’re a premature-ejaculating loser. You’ll probably be in there for at least an hour.”
Where the hell did this crazy bitch even learn the word ‘premature-ejaculating’?
“Poor little dick. Having to deal with an idiot owner who just keeps rubbing it every day.”
Even when I tried to ignore her, she kept chattering nonstop.
“What are you doing? Why aren’t you going in? You should hurry up and jerk off while the feeling of my ass is still fresh in your mind.”
Why was she acting so cocky? I didn’t know if teasing me was really that fun for her, but if what she was saying was true—if, and I know it’s absolutely impossible, but if I really did have those kinds of feelings for her…
Shouldn’t she avoid provoking me instead?
What would she do if I actually jumped her? She had no strength at all. I was lifting weights that were easily twice her pig-like body weight. If I got serious, she wouldn’t be able to move an inch. I could probably handle three girls her size without breaking a sweat.
My sister was still sprawled on the sofa, giggling.
“Premature. Premature.”
She seemed to have already decided on another nickname for me, following bastard, idiot, and son of a bitch. Was it better than ‘quick-shooter’? Still, it was a nickname that thoroughly pissed me off. Especially since she had never even seen my dick.
“Kang Premature. That has a nice ring to it. You should legally change your name while you’re at it. Hello, I’m Kang Yunseo’s little brother, Kang Premature.”
She just kept yapping away. Wasn’t there some way to shut her up for good? Something that would really crush her spirit. Without actually laying a hand on her, of course. That would make me actual human trash.
A way to fuck with her. Something safe but shocking. Not hanging her upside down, punching her, or kicking her…
I got an idea.
That’s right. There was that.
The single action that would piss her off the most right now. The one thing siblings could do to each other when they wanted to fight until they died. The perfect provocation.
“W-what?”
When I turned toward her, she flinched in surprise.
“What is it? Hey!”
Step by step, I walked toward her.
“Wait. No…”
Then, slowly. Very slowly, I leaned down toward her.
“Minjun… I was just teasing you…”
There it was. My real name. She only ever said it when she had a special favor to ask. It was proof that she was on the defensive.
I didn’t say a word. I just kept moving closer.
“You can’t do this… We’re siblings.”
“You’ll meet a nice girlfriend later, okay? Please. Don’t do this to your sister.”
“It’s my fault. I’ll beg like this, okay?”
She must have already been spinning some weird porn scenario in her head. Idiot. I had zero intention of doing what she was imagining.
By now her eyes were glistening with tears as she hung her head. I leaned in and—
Chu.
I pressed my lips to her forehead. A clear, refreshing sound rang out.
“Eat a lot, sis. Leave a little of mine for me. I’m heading in first.”
I patted her shoulder and returned to my room, as coolly as the protagonist of a revenge movie walking toward his hometown.
My sister remained seated on the sofa. Blankly. With the exact same dazed expression she had worn the moment my lips touched her. Just like that.