The Addiction She Couldn't Escape
Yuna's face slowly drew closer to mine.
Her breath brushed against my skin, and her soft lips were just about to cover mine.
Thump!! Thump!!…
The sound of my pounding heart slammed against my eardrums.
Heat gathered below, and just as the rush of excitement began to devour my reason and drag me into something uncontrollable—
"…No."
My mind, which had been sinking into a haze of pleasure, snapped back to clarity.
I thrust both hands out in a panic, grabbed her shoulders, and pushed Yuna away.
"Dohun?"
Yuna, shoved back, looked up at me with a startled expression.
Steadying my ragged breathing, I met her eyes directly.
"We… shouldn't be doing this."
My voice trembled slightly, but my resolve was firm.
"We're… not dating anymore."
At the sharp line I drew, focus returned to Yuna's previously empty eyes.
Her gaze wavered for a moment before a bitter smile spread across her lips.
The instant I saw it, a sharp pang of regret stabbed at my chest.
So I ended up drawing the line after all.
At the same time, it felt like a heavy weight had finally lifted.
No matter how much we still desired each other's bodies, we couldn't keep dragging this relationship along.
It was a problem we would have to face eventually.
Yuna avoided my gaze and lowered her head.
Her slender shoulders trembled faintly.
"You're right… We're not dating anymore."
Her voice was choked with tears.
"I was the one who unilaterally told you we should break up, and I still haven't even told you the reason… I know how selfish and irresponsible that was."
A heavy silence pressed down between us.
Watching Yuna's slumped shoulders and sorrowful figure, guilt washed over me. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
Of course, I was the victim when she suddenly broke up with me back then.
But was this really the right moment to say it to her, when she had just fled the stage in such a fragile state?
I should have waited until she was more emotionally stable…
While I was internally berating myself, Yuna slowly lifted her head.
"Then."
The focus that had returned to her eyes moments ago began to slip away again as she looked at me.
In its place came that strange smile.
"Should we start dating again?"
"Huh…?"
I froze, blurting out the stupid sound.
The teary, regretful expression from just seconds ago had vanished without a trace.
Yuna put on a sulky face, then gave a weak smile.
"Ah, right. I don't have the right to say something like that to you…"
She quietly placed her hand on my thigh and whispered.
"Then how about we skip the dating part? Don't you hate the idea of just staying like this?"
"Yuna, you right now… Urgh!"
Yuna's hand began gently stroking my lower body, which had risen noticeably beneath my pants.
My waist stiffened at the sudden stimulation.
She smiled as if enjoying my reaction, her palm circling the shaft area.
"Honestly, you didn't hate it either. Doing it with me."
While persistently caressing me, Yuna tilted her head and looked up at me with seductive eyes.
"Or… do you really hate it?"
At her provocative question, I desperately clung to the last thread of my reason and shouted.
"You were never like this before!"
At my outburst, Yuna's hand, which had been ravaging my lower half, stopped abruptly.
She stared at me for a moment, then let out a dry laugh and slowly nodded.
"You're right. I was never like this before."
Yuna slowly pulled her body away from me and muttered quietly.
Her eyes were filled with deep resentment and an unidentifiable heat.
"But you made me this way."
"What? What are you talking about…"
Yuna slowly covered her face with both hands, her body trembling.
"That day… the first time we did it…"
Her trembling voice leaked through the gaps between her fingers.
"Ever since that day… I haven't gone a single day without thinking about you. I wanted to see you like crazy, wanted to kiss you, wanted to touch your skin, wanted to smell you. And… I wanted to have sex with you like crazy."
I held my breath at the shocking confession.
"At first, I thought it was because I was just a lustful person. It was the first time I'd ever felt that kind of pleasure, so I figured it was just a part of my nature I didn't know about. But…"
Yuna lowered her hands and looked straight at me.
Transparent tears welled up in her eyes.
At the same time, a twisted smile appeared.
"The more I mixed my body with yours, the more time passed, the thirst didn't get satisfied—it only got worse. It was like being addicted to drugs… My head was so full of you that I couldn't think about anything else."
I swallowed hard.
Finally, Yuna's secret was being revealed.
But the content was something I could never have imagined.
"So…"
I barely managed to open my mouth with a trembling voice.
"That's why you told me we should break up?"
"That's right."
Yuna nodded, tears streaming down her face.
"I was suffering like crazy too…! I didn't want to break up either…!! I loved you so, so much, and the thought of breaking up with you was worse than dying…"
Yuna was now trembling, hugging her own body tightly with both arms.
"Then why the hell did you break up with me!"
I shouted, my voice rising with frustration.
It didn't make sense.
If she wanted and loved me that desperately, why had she been the one to throw me away first?
"I told you…! I was addicted to you…!"
Yuna screamed like she was in agony.
"I think about you all day! Even when I'm eating, even during class, even when I'm with friends, I feel like I'm going insane wanting to do it with you! If I didn't masturbate every night imagining you, I couldn't even sleep! Before I knew it, hours would pass, and sometimes I'd lock myself in my room and do it all day!"
I felt like I'd been struck in the head with a hammer at Yuna's shocking confession.
"I was so scared of how I was losing my mind and changing. I felt like I was really going to break if things kept going like this… So to survive, I forced myself to break up with you. I'm so sorry, Dohun…"
Yuna lowered her head and cried silently.
I could only stare, frozen, unable to say a word.
My head was spinning from the barrage of shocking revelations.
"Still…"
Only after a long while did I manage to speak with difficulty.
"If you had that kind of problem, you could've told me. We might've found a way to deal with it together."
"I couldn't."
Yuna shook her head, answering in a trembling voice.
"The day I told you we should break up. If you had come looking for me and we faced each other… I would've definitely lost my mind and jumped you. Forget talking—I would've taken you like an animal. That's how much I was losing control."
At those chilling words, I was speechless for a moment before barely managing a realistic question.
"Have you… been to the hospital?"
At my cautious question, Yuna wiped her tears and smiled sadly.
"I did. After we broke up, I went to a psychiatrist and even a gynecologist. But they all said I was normal. No problems. But you know what's strange? After breaking up with you, those feelings and urges that felt like they were driving me crazy slowly faded. So I thought I was really lucky, that I'd finally escaped you."
A hollow smile spread across Yuna's cheeks.
"But whenever I felt down or stressed… I'd think of you again. So I started comforting myself while imagining you. But you know what's even scarier? After reaching climax while thinking about you, my terrible depression and stress would disappear like they'd been washed away. My head would clear, and my condition would be at its peak, like I'd had the best sleep. One time imagining you healed me more completely than any medicine or treatment ever could."
Yuna stroked her own face with both hands, murmuring in a daze.
At those absurd words, I fell into a vortex of confusion.
Then suddenly, fragments of the past flashed through my mind.
All the ex-girlfriends who had dumped me in the exact same pattern after sleeping with me.
And the bitter words my late father had once said.
'You're the type who'll never receive complete love from women, just like your old man.'
I clutched my head with both hands and let out a deep sigh.
"Haa…"
The unbelievable reason Yuna had to break up with me.
The thought that it might be because of me made my head even more complicated.
"I know I sound like a crazy bitch."
Yuna smiled sadly as she looked at me.
"But it's true. Please believe me, Dohun… Please…"
I didn't think Yuna's desperate plea was a lie.
And with my mind still in chaos, I didn't feel like blaming her either.
Because the suspicion that something might be wrong with me was starting to creep in.
"So after that incident, I ran away and locked myself in my room, thinking about you while doing it…"
Yuna continued, her eyes sparkling.
"When you actually appeared right in front of me, I… I thought my heart had stopped. It felt like a god I'd desperately prayed to had descended before my eyes."
At that confession, my mouth went dry and I couldn't find any words to reply.
Yuna sniffled and wiped her tears, and the karaoke room that had been warm just moments ago was now filled with a suffocating gloom and heavy, uncomfortable silence.
Then Yuna carefully approached me.
"Hey, Dohun…"
"Yeah?"
"Can you… just hug me once?"
At her pitiful request, I hesitated for a moment before slowly opening my arms and carefully pulling Yuna into an embrace.
She buried her face in my chest and whispered between sniffles.
"I'm sorry, Dohun. I really don't want to be like this either… But whenever I think of you, it feels like I'm becoming someone else."
I patted her back without a word.
Just as her crying began to subside from my comfort—
"…Dohun's scent. It really is nice. I really… like it. I want to keep smelling it…"
Yuna murmured quietly in my arms.
"Huh?"
Confused, I looked down, and Yuna slowly lifted her face from my chest.
"……!"
The moment our eyes met, I froze.
Across her tear-streaked cheeks, that seductive, empty smile from before bloomed once again.
"Dohun."
Yuna wrapped both arms around my neck and whispered stickily.
"I know asking to date again is shameless. So then…"
She lightly bit my earlobe and smiled seductively.
"How about we just stay like this, as partners? Friends with benefits? People do that all the time to take care of their needs without dating, right?"
"You right now…"
"Yeah? Please, I'm really going crazy."
Yuna's sweet body scent, pressed tightly against me, numbed my nose.
Her suggestive gaze, flushed cheeks.
The soft yet voluptuous flesh pressing against my chest.
Was there really a man in this world who could resist this lethal temptation?
My reason was desperately warning me.
But my lower body, already intoxicated by her scent and warmth, had swelled to the point of bursting and was now poking against her thigh.
Feeling my uncontrollable reaction, Yuna smiled deeply and curved her eyes.
"Thanks for answering."
The moment Yuna whispered seductively—
"Mmph—"
Her lips crashed down onto mine.