Chapter 57
Chapter 57
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: No More Dick
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... Aren't we doing it a bit too much lately?
I could just picture Seo-ah looking at me with worried eyes and saying, "...Jun-woo ya, are you feeling okay?"
While Seo-ah had stepped out to her place for a bit, I lay alone on the bed for the first time in ages, arms crossed behind my head, reflecting on our recent routine. That's the conclusion I reached.
In the quiet house, our eyes would meet. Or snow would fall, stirring up emotions. Or she'd look extra pretty that day. Or just... because I wanted to.
Like hormonal teens discovering something naughty for the first time, our daily life lately had basically become one long buildup to sex.
Especially that time we were checking out an apartment. Overwhelmed by a sudden surge of lust, we ended up doing it right there on the spot. Thinking back now...
—Was I insane?
It was indoors, sure, but with the realtor possibly showing up any minute, it was basically outdoor sex. Why on earth did we do that?
Of course, the thrill of that potential interruption made it as exhilarating as our wedding night... but still, that was crossing a line. My inner Confucian was shaking his head.
No matter how much Seo-ah teased me that day (?), I should've held back.
I vowed to myself that if it happened again, I'd try to resist—no guarantees, though. I opened Nutube, and right at the top was a video about couples agonizing over having too much sex.
Amazed by the algorithm's eerie precision, I started watching it and followed the recommendations one by one. Before I knew it, up popped a video titled "No More Dick."
Dick... as in, what I think it is...? Curious, I clicked. On screen appeared a Black couple.
The woman yelled at the man, who finally snapped and shouted, "No more dick! No more dick!!!!" The woman shut her mouth, sniffling. Short video, but...
It left my jaw on the floor the whole time. Mind-blowing.
The power of "dick" is this strong? Is this the legendary Black dude magic everyone's heard about? Just how big is it?
The kind of dream every guy has at least once.
Seeing this overflowing confidence from a total alpha male—not in fantasy, but real life—sparked envy, curiosity, and awe I couldn't shake.
I hit replay to watch that shocking clip again.
"Jun-woo ya~ I'm back..."
—No more dick! No more dick!!!
"Uh...?"
"..."
It took about three seconds for the delight on Seo-ah's face to turn to horror.
I knew I had to silence that Black guy screaming about dick, but her sudden entrance threw me off, and I forgot to hit pause.
—Say another word, no more dick!
Stop, please.
Unlike the noisy Black guy endlessly yelling "dick" on screen, we just stared at each other in stunned silence until the video finally ended.
"...Jun-woo ya, what the hell were you watching?"
"......No, I didn't mean to— the algorithm just..."
"...What kind of stuff do you watch for the algorithm to recommend that? Is 'dick' what I think it is?"
With Seo-ah staring like she'd witnessed something unbelievable, I had nothing to say and just groaned. Then a sudden idea hit me.
"Seo-ah ya."
"...Yeah?"
"No more..."
"Jun-woo ya."
"Sorry."
Weird. It worked perfectly in the video.
Guess it doesn't work on you, bro... With renewed awe for the Black guy in my heart, I shrank under Seo-ah's increasingly icy glare. Then came a sigh.
"Jun-woo ya, could you show me what you just watched?"
"...That?"
"Yeah."
"You sure...?"
"But your face when I walked in—it was way too bright."
...Was it that obvious?
I couldn't even imagine how beaming I must've looked for her to say that. Rubbing my embarrassingly honest mouth, Seo-ah slowly approached the bed.
She naturally took my other arm, placed it by her head, and lay down on it. Fresh from home, she carried the sweet scent of strawberries for the first time in a while.
"If you don't want to, you don't have to show me..."
It seemed like she was giving me a choice, but...
With her gaze cast downward beside me, her slender brows drooping limply.
That dejected tone dug right into my heart. I had only one option.
"...You know that pose, that expression, that tone—it's foul play, right?"
"Does that mean my whole existence is foul play?"
"You get it."
"Hee, sorry for being foul?"
"Sounds like a song title."
I surrendered completely and kissed her smooth forehead. Her brows shot back up.
Her emotions were so easy to read—I couldn't help but chuckle.
"It's not anything amazing. Just a 30-second clip."
"And in just 30 seconds, it lit up your face like that?"
"..."
Don't say it— just play the video.
Before I stepped on more landmines, I quickly played it for us to watch together.
—No more dick!
30 seconds flew by.
Seo-ah's reaction after watching was pretty much the same as mine the first time.
Her wide-open mouth and dilated eyes said it all: What did I just watch?
"Jun-woo ya."
"...Yeah."
"Is that what you want to say to me?"
"What are you..."
Shocked by her absurd accusation, I frantically explained it was just a guy fantasy thing, not what I wanted.
She eyed me skeptically, like she didn't buy it.
"For real?"
"......Probably."
"What kind of answer is that..."
She bonked her head against my chest like she couldn't deal with me.
"But I think I get the vibe."
"Really?"
"Don't use English. It reminds me of that dialogue."
"Honto ni?"
"Damn it..."
She kept bonking, so worried she'd hurt herself, I wrapped my remaining arm around her small head and pulled her close. She quieted down.
"Hmm... What if we flipped it?"
"Opposite of no more dick?"
"Like, dick but with boob or hip...?"
Boob? Hip?
What did I just hear? Looking down, I saw Seo-ah—who'd said it herself—burrowing deeper into my chest, embarrassed.
Unfortunately, she couldn't hide her ears amid the fluff. Her fiery red ears peeking through her fine hair gave her away.
"Yeah, if you said that, I'd probably tear up like that lady."
"...Then I won't."
"Just rephrase it."
"How?"
"Drop the 'no' from the sentence?"
"...Pervert Jun-woo."
Even calling me a pervert, she poked my chest teasingly, her laughter bubbling. Her voice full of aegyo made my lips curve up too.
"So, you hate it?"
"...That's foul."
"I know."
I kissed her ear with that, and she guided my arm from her head down to her waist, then lower. Like that's where it belonged.
"Jun-woo ya, far from hating it, I love it..."
"More...♡"
The words from her pink lips weren't just one. Several.
I busied myself fulfilling her requests, over and over.
Not even a day—hell, not even three hours—after thinking we were doing it too much.
#182
After Mom got home from work and we choked down another suffocating dinner under her silent glare at my bedsheets drying on the balcony...
We fled to my room together. Suddenly, Seo-ah spoke up like she'd remembered something.
"Jun-woo ya, you know it's next week, right?"
"What's that?"
"University acceptance announcements. First week of February."
—Oh, it's almost the end of January already?
Since I hit the jackpot on the entrance exam, I'd already secured an apartment near school ahead of time. In my mind, acceptance was a done deal—I'd totally forgotten.
"...Think we'll get in?"
"Hmm, I feel like we will, but just in case..."
...What if we don't?
It was a top Seoul university, the kind I couldn't have dreamed of with my old grades.
What was I so confident about? The thought of rejection stirred anxiety from the corner of my heart.
Maybe sensing it, warmth seeped from her cold hand into mine.
"Campus life. Can't wait, right?"
The department I chose... was Business Administration.
It had the highest cutoff among my options, and after weighing jobs, my interests, and more, it felt like the best fit. I picked it carefully.
With Seo-ah's grades, she could've aimed for Law or Med, but...
She chose the same: Business Administration.
We—parents and I—urged her multiple times to pick what she wanted, or try for Law or Med. Even if not the same department.
But every time: Without you, nothing matters. I'll go where you go.
I felt sorry... but so grateful, so happy.
I desperately wanted campus life with her in the same department too.
On the surface, I played it cool, like it was for her sake.
Suggesting other departments, while inwardly panicking she'd actually switch.
Worrying about guys approaching her where I couldn't see.
Nights I couldn't sleep imagining it.
Nightmares of watching her laugh among strangers from afar, waking in cold sweat.
I knew it wouldn't happen.
But I couldn't help worrying.
Because you were more beautiful and radiant than anyone.
So whenever those thoughts crept in, I'd demand your love excessively.
In those moments of union, everything faded—only you and me in the world. You fully mine, me yours.
Seo-ah, who never refused, always smiling as she melted into me, whispering love.
She probably knew even this ugly side of me.
She knows me better than I know myself.
If so.
If she chose the same department knowing this ugliness.
Or maybe she just wanted to be with me. Simple as that.
What's important is...
"Yeah, I can't wait."
Instead of dwelling on the past with apologies.
Her sparkling eyes gripping my hand, excited for our future together—let's paint it beautifully from now.
We never liked saying sorry anyway.