Chapter 64
Chapter 64
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Moving In Together
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I survived. I made it.
A wave of relief hit me, like martial law had been lifted after being declared.
I was really glad I'd cut off that private chat with Seo Sae-rom like that.
Just as I'd obviously feel bad if I saw Seo-ah talking to another guy, it wasn't hard to guess she'd feel the same if I chatted with another girl.
I didn't even have any girls to talk to in the first place, but I'd been careful to avoid it anyway.
Then yesterday, while waiting for Seo-ah's message and hanging out with the usual trio of idiots for a game session, I got a message from Seo Sae-rom.
She's close with Seo-ah but only an acquaintance to me, so I wondered what she wanted and checked it.
The moment I did, a chilling flash shot through my mind, and I abruptly ended the conversation. That turned out to be a godsend.
On the day Seo-ah inspected my phone.
Back home, she clung to me all day and wouldn't let go.
Spending the whole day together was normal, but she felt stickier than usual. Trying to pry her off would've gotten me killed, so I just held her close and got through the day.
Of course, deep down—just a tiny speck, like a particle of fine dust—I felt a bit wronged at being suspected.
No, you need time alone to cheat. We were together all day; when would I even have the chance?
Seo-ah and I didn't routinely check each other's phones.
Our passcodes were still the same as on our first day dating: 0430, the one she'd changed to back then. We could look anytime if we wanted.
That's why, once when I was messing around with hers, I peeked at her chats with friends and got embarrassed seeing how they were all bragging about me. After that, I only looked when we were pranking.
We'd send prank messages to each other's friends from our phones and had nothing to hide, so no need to change the passcodes.
But being wronged was still being wronged.
The bare minimum intelligence to not say it out loud remained in my head.
Thankfully, I dodged that crisis unscathed.
The next day, after spending all day soothing Seo-ah—who was on high alert like a porcupine bristling its quills—
Today we had to move my stuff to the new place. I worried it'd be like yesterday, but luckily, she calmed down overnight and was back to normal when we woke up.
"Jun-woo-ya, do we need this stand?"
"Wouldn't one be nice?"
"Hmm... Okay. Let's pack it for now. We can put it near the bed."
How about this? What about that?
She furrowed her pretty brow, jotting down items to move on her phone one by one.
Watching her busily gesturing in the air, planning the layout...
Every time I saw this smart side of Seo-ah—who was always just cute around me—I couldn't help thinking, Huh, she's sharp.
Someone seeing me might ask what I was doing.
But if I tried to help,
"Seo-ah-ya, need any help?"
"Huh? Uh... wanna play a game or, no, grope my boobs instead, Jun-woo-ya?"
"Oh."
Squish squish.
—Jackpot?
Seo-ah tends to mull things over alone.
Over 13—no, 14 years, my "help" had led to disaster more than once or twice.
Before we dated, she'd tell me to play on my phone or game. Now she diverts me with her chest.
...Seeing her use the most effective bait, yeah, my girlfriend's smart.
After enjoying that "help," as her breathing grew a bit ragged, she finished sorting and gently pulled my hand away.
"...Jun-woo-ya, I said you could touch, but what if you keep going."
"I could do it all day."
"...What are you, Captain America?"
Her cheeks flushed, she laughed in disbelief and poked my chest. It made me chuckle.
"You told me to. Where else you gonna find a boyfriend this obedient?"
"Didn't know you'd be this good, dummy."
"Just say the word anytime."
"Say it twice, and it won't stop at boobs."
"Was that twice?"
"No, it wasn't?"
She smacked my chest repeatedly, her face reddening more, like she couldn't deal with me. Her cuteness broke me; I hugged her tight, trapping her in my arms.
"We gotta move now... Later, after everything's in the new place... Got it, Jun-woo-ya?"
"What?"
"You know whyyy..."
Her voice, so shy it was barely audible even hugged up close, made my pants tighten as Jun-woo Jr. swelled.
"Don't know what you mean, Seo-ah-ya."
"Hurry and move, then we can do it all day..."
"Do what?"
I kept teasing with a grin until she looked up, glaring like cut it out.
But does she know? That expression just makes me worse.
"Tell me. What're we doing all day?"
"You're so mean... Putting your Jun-woo inside me and feeling good together, that thing..."
"Sex?"
"...Yeah, sex."
I finally gave the answer, and she sighed in relief against my chest, her breath tickling.
"All day?"
"Just us, good soundproofing... Isn't it obvious?"
"Sounds like a room we can't leave without sex all day."
"That's exactly it, Jun-woo-ya?"
Wait, wasn't I leading until a second ago?
Like she'd hit a momentum switch.
Suddenly grinning, she reached down and stroked Jun-woo Jr., claiming it for the day. Sweat beaded on me...
"Jun-woo-ya, I let you rest yesterday."
"...So that's why we didn't?"
We'd clung all day, yet she slept right away at night. She was holding back... Seo-ah, you had a plan?
"So let's move quick, Jun-woo-ya?"
"Yeah..."
"Don't wanna?"
Seo-ah-ya.
Can you let go while you say that?
She paused stroking, gripped the shaft, and smiled up like behave. My only reply was,
"Feels too good..."
"Right~?"
Nothing else.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Ugh...!"
Thud. Setting down the last box flooded my body with fatigue.
My stuff wasn't much.
Since it was for two, not a ton, we skipped movers and used both parents' cars. But midway, I regretted it big time.
Seo-ah planned, so I did the heavy lifting.
I hauled the big ones, joking with her and our parents at first.
Then suddenly, I couldn't speak, just heaved roughly. Huh?
My stuff was light, right?
Seo-ah's kept popping up no matter how many we cleared. I almost said, Seo-ah-ya, why so much? But swallowed it with sweaty saliva.
Parents helped, but as the strapping son, I couldn't refuse heavies. Finally done, I collapsed.
"Good job, Jun-woo-ya."
"Son, that's nothing. Don't be dramatic; get up."
"Oh my, Ha-eun-ssi. Jun-woo moved so much~"
I wanted to retort Mom teasing me, but no energy; I just slumped.
"Ack, ice!"
Cold on my cheek—I turned to see Seo-ah grinning, shaking an iced water bottle.
"Thirsty?"
"Thought you were a goddess just now."
"Not usually?"
"...Nearly choked, Seo-ah-ya."
"Hee, sorry. Drink up, Jun-woo-ya."
Like a traveler finding oasis in the desert, I chugged the icy water, praising her—then sputtered from her sneak attack. She patted my back apologetically.
Give the bottle, then the medicine? Come on...
"Will it all fit? Looks like too much."
"Hmm... It should. I calculated it'd be perfect."
"Eh, still..."
But unpacking proved her right; just the right amount for the room.
How? Stunned, I scanned around; she huffed proudly.
"Told ya, Jun-woo-ya?"
"...Concede. But it was a ton?"
"Smart space use~"
How do you even...?
Tetris-perfect fit left me speechless.
"Jun-woo-ya, we'll head out."
"Eat well, son. Got it?"
"Jun-woo-ya, Dad prefers daughters."
"Sheesh~ For the record, Mom likes sons."
"...Can you go already?"
Bidding farewell after the move, parents whispered dramatically; too embarrassed to look up.
"Seo-ah... contraception... definitely... pregnancy... careful..."
Couldn't hear Seo-ah's parents clearly, but snippets said it all.
What image do we have...?
Wronged, but no rebuttal—more wronged.
We don't do it every day... Hm, pretty often. 5-6 days a week maybe...
But safe...! Er, she said safe days, skipped sometimes...
Yeah, fair worry.
I nodded unwittingly, understanding.
They see Seo-ah as riskier?
My side finished quick; hers held her hand, repeating warnings forever.
They know their daughter well(?)
Finally bowed them off and flopped on the fluffy bed.
"Whoa, this blanket's so soft, Seo-ah-ya? Nap time?"
New for living alone, the feel was great.
Eyes closed, sleep beckoned instantly.
Then,
"Now?"
"Huh?"
"Hmm, if you're tired, sleeping's fine, but..."
"I've got an event for you tonight. Might miss it if you sleep?"
Her sultry whisper banished drowsiness; body and Jr. sprang up.
"...Showering now."
"Hee, yeah. I'll prepare, Jun-woo-ya...♡"
Father-in-law held her hand so long for nothing, flashed through my mind.
—Sorry, sir.
But confirming the waiting event mattered more; stripped and dashed to the bath.