The New Family
"……."
Sitting here with Mom feels incredibly awkward. I could maybe wrap my head around my younger sister, but Mom……? Just how well has she been taking care of herself to lie about her age like that? And what does that make me, for falling for it? Even now, I can't help but avert my eyes from her face.
"Did you talk to Chaeyu?"
"Yeah, well…."
"What did you talk about?"
"Nothing much. Just if she was comfortable, and… she wanted to play games, so I let her… and then I fell asleep while doing that."
"I suppose. You’ve been up since dawn, so you must be tired."
"Aren't you tired too, Mom?"
"I'm fine. For now, at least…."
Mom let out a deep sigh, glancing over at me. "Phew…."
"Did you drink a lot?"
"I guess so… I’m feeling a bit dizzy."
I could tell just by looking at the number of bottles on the table. She must have finished off all the soju Dad usually drinks when he’s drinking alone.
"Here."
"Right…."
I held out my glass to receive the soju, just as I always did. I poured some into the glass of my sister—no, my mom—and we clinked them together.
"This is all stuff your dad bought, right?"
"Yeah, I guess. I rarely drink at home."
Unlike Dad, I usually drink with friends. And even then, it’s not often—maybe once a month if I’m lucky. Of course, while I was using that app, I drank quite a bit with my sis—my younger sister—and my sis—my mom. Ah, damn it. I’ve called her 'sis' for so long that I can’t get it out of my head.
"Junsu, you… must have been really shocked."
"Honestly, I was."
To think that the woman who was so good in bed was actually my mom. That’s even more shocking than it being my sister. It means I was going at it hard in the place I came from.
"I'm sorry. I should have realized."
"No… it’s not anyone’s fault."
We hadn't seen each other in over twenty years; we didn't remember each other's names, and we knew nothing. We weren't even seeing each other seriously. We only asked light questions and didn't try to learn about one another. It was just a series of coincidences that led to this mess. The problem is that it wasn't just Mom, but Chaeyu too.
"Mom should have… recognized you…."
"I didn't remember either… so it’s fine."
Mom’s voice grew a little louder, so I moved over to sit next to her. Dad is a heavy sleeper, but I didn't want Chaeyu to hear.
"Mom…? You’re not crying, are you…?"
"I am, though…?"
"……."
How is it that even when she cries, she looks beautiful? No wonder Dad was so hooked on meeting her again. Even though she’s X years older than the age she listed on the app, she looks like she’s in her early thirties.
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…."
"Hey… I told you it’s fine…."
Mom hugged me while she cried. The faint scent of her perfume tickled the tip of my nose.
"It’s only something we know anyway… as long as we don't say anything, it’ll be fine."
"That’s not the point."
"Then what is?"
"It’s just… I feel like I abandoned you all this time…."
"Dad raised me well in your place, so don't feel guilty…."
"Really…? Did your dad raise you well?"
"Yeah. That’s why I’m here right now."
I already knew it, but Mom’s drunken habits are quite severe. Someone who seemed so perfect would start digging up nonexistent flaws and tearing herself down the moment she had a drink. Anyone watching might think she was drinking with a private tutor.
"Can I call you 'son'…?"
"…Of course. Chaeyu already calls me 'Oppa'. Call me whatever you want."
Whatever happens, this woman is my mom. Just a very young one. A mom who feels like she’d appear in my dreams. No, actually, she’s already appeared in them a few times, leading to wet dreams. Anyway, she’s my mom.
"Son."
"Yeah?"
"I just wanted to call you that once."
"……."
Because Mom leaned in toward me, her breasts sagged, making her already visible cleavage even more prominent. My eyes should have been looking at hers, but they kept drifting downward.
"Here."
Fortunately, unaware of my thoughts, Mom sat up and poured me a drink. Thanks to that, I was able to meet her eyes again.
"Sis… I mean, Mom, weren't you shocked?"
"I was very shocked… how could I not be?"
"Aha…."
We clinked glasses once more. I had just started drinking, so I downed mine in one go, and Mom didn't hold back, emptying her glass in one shot as well.
"Aren't you pushing yourself too hard?"
"This much is fine. …You know that."
"……."
I mean, it’s not like it’s the first time I’ve drank with her. She always drank more than me and was always on top. She would interlace her fingers with mine and move her hips violently.
"Phew…."
"…!"
Mom let out another sigh and looked at me with deep, soulful eyes. Just like always, she interlaced her fingers with mine. They were as soft as ever.
"Can I call you Junsu?"
"…I told you earlier. You can call me whatever you want."
"Junsu."
"……."
Seriously. I had clearly decided to just think of her as Mom, but at that one seductive word, that resolve vanished into thin air.
"It’s been a while. Us doing this."
"Who would be watching?"
"Can't we even look at each other…?"
"No… we can…."
Who looks at each other while stroking the inside of the other's thigh? Because of that, it feels like my underwear is about to rip.
"Then?"
"If someone sees, they’ll misunderstand…."
"……."
Rather than a ticklish sensation, a strange, profound feeling washed over me, and silence fell around us. Naturally, Mom’s face moved closer to mine. No, wait, surely not here—
*Chu.*
Mom’s lips touched me. Not on my lips, but on my cheek. It wasn't a kiss filled with lewdness or vulgarity, but a peck filled with love. For a moment, I was so surprised I couldn't do anything.
"What was that for…?"
Even though we’d kissed so many times, my heart was still pounding. Is it because this is a place where we shouldn't be kissing recklessly? Or is my head just messed up? The alcohol sobered up instantly.
"Just because. My son is cute."
"…Go inside. I’ll clean up."
"No… I’ll help—ugh."
"You can barely stand, what are you talking about…."
As expected, Mom stumbled as if she’d had too much. Because she kept leaning on me, I had no choice but to support her.
"……."
Perhaps out of habit, Mom clung to my arm as she usually did. Because she naturally tucked it between her breasts, I had to try my best to get her to bed without making it obvious.
"Good night."
"Yeah… good night."
Leaving behind only the sensation of my forearm pressed against her chest, I successfully managed to lay Mom down next to Dad.
"Haa…."
It’s going to take a while to forget this.
♠
"Sis… no, Chaeyu."
"……."
After cleaning up the scene and heading inside, I found her sleeping like the world didn't exist. Even after all the commotion Mom caused. I’m glad she didn't wake up.
"You need to go to your room and sleep."
"…Mm."
Only a sound that I couldn't tell was a response or not came out, and Chaeyu remained sprawled out. I called her name several times, but there was no reaction.
"Chaeyu."
"Ugh…."
Since I couldn't just leave her to sleep in my room, I shook her awake. Only then did she stir, her voice thick with sleep.
"Kuu…."
And then she went right back to sleep.
"She really is just like Dad…."
I wonder if we really came from the same womb; she’s exactly like him in these ways. And who sleeps this well in a house they’ve never been to before? It’s not like our house is a hotel bed.
'I don't know….'
I barely managed to roll Chaeyu to the side and lay down next to her. It was quite warm, with the lingering heat from where Chaeyu had been.
"Hng…."
"…!"
Whether it was sleep-talking or not, Chaeyu rolled toward me. Out of habit, she hugged my arm. Come to think of it, she was like this when she was Miyu too… clinging to me after we were done.
"……."
Starting with my arm, her movements became bolder. Usually, I would have moved first and kissed Miyu, but the person here is my younger sister, Chaeyu. It means I shouldn't move no matter what she does.
'I’m going crazy….'
Now Chaeyu’s arm was draped over my stomach. Then she even put her leg on me. I’m not a body pillow, for heaven’s sake.
"Hng…."
A different scent than Mom’s wafted up. Whether it was Chaeyu’s own scent or her perfume, I couldn't help but feel my heart race.
"What is it…?"
"Ah."
"Ah. Sorry…."
Just as I was about to drift off, Chaeyu kicked me, waking me up. I naturally made eye contact with Chaeyu, who was lying next to me.
"Did I fall asleep?"
"Yeah… I think you fell asleep while watching me play games."
"Aha…."
She spoke as if she’d realized something, but Chaeyu still didn't get up. She just blinked her eyes, staring at me.
"…Why are you here?"
"Am I not allowed to be?"
"That’s not it… I just thought you’d be uncomfortable."
"I’m not uncomfortable. It’s fine."
She was bare-legged. She was wearing dolphin shorts, but her legs were bare. The desire to feel her soft skin surged up within me.
"Then do you want to sleep like this?"
"If you’re okay with it, Oppa…."
"I’m… fine with it."
Honestly, it had gotten a bit cramped. But just having Chaeyu in front of me—the fact that the person I once liked was right there—didn't make me uncomfortable at all.
"Then sleep well."
"Are you going to sleep?"
"I have to. It’s past 1 AM. And I have to go to work tomorrow."
"Right… you’re a salaryman, Oppa."
"Don't you have a part-time job to go to?"
"My part-time job starts next week."
She had a somewhat disappointed look on her face. Whenever she wanted something, she’d make this expression.
"Is there something you want?"
"No…?"
"It looks like there is."
"…No, it’s nothing."
"Tell me. Don't keep me wondering."
"I want to…."
"Huh?"
"I want to …… with you."
"We’re together right now."
"That’s not what I mean…."
"…!"
Chaeyu climbed on top of me. The weight I hadn't felt in a while pressed down on my lower abdomen. If I wasn't careful, my 'there' would be touching her butt.
"So… that… ugh?!"
Without realizing it, I reached out and hugged Chaeyu. Pulled in, Chaeyu resisted in a panic.
"Ah… sorry."
"No… I was just surprised."
I shouldn't be doing this. I decided to only see her as my younger sister. Without realizing it, memories of the past came flooding back. As proof, I had even bent my legs. If I just lifted my hips from here, it would be no different from pounding a mortar. Because her clothes were thin, I could feel Chaeyu even more clearly.
"So, where were we… what did you want to do?"
What would our parents say if they saw us? Especially if Mom saw us? Isn't this something I shouldn't be doing?
"Never mind. It’s already resolved."
Fortunately, Chaeyu rolled to the side before I could think too much, lying back down next to me. Then, she clung to me tightly, burying herself in my arms.
"What’s with that?"
"Sleeping together like this."
"…Yeah. Sure."
We’re just sleeping, anyway. Nothing will happen, right?