No Way That's Possible (1)
I moved gyms and cut off all contact with Hyeonwoo oppa. I must've been out of my mind... Why on earth did I do that? Not replying to messages, drinking even just one glass, and falling asleep at Hyeonwoo oppa's place. My oppa seemed so disappointed in me. Ever since that day, he's been completely listless. I tried acting cute, being all pretty, even seducing him more blatantly, but nothing worked. Day and night... Things had been so good before, and I ruined it all in one moment. After that mess, it felt like there were more tests. Or maybe probes is the word. Oppa kept bringing up Hyeonwoo oppa whenever he got the chance. "You don't need to feel guilty," "No need to switch gyms," "No need to cut contact," "How about hanging out with him sometimes?" "If you're bored, meet up anytime," "Should we all three meet?" Every time he probed like that, I insisted absolutely not, swore I'd never do it again. But he still doesn't trust me. He's still down, his face full of disappointment. It hurts my heart thinking he's lost faith in me. But it's all my fault, so what can I do? I just have to try harder...
Oppa told me to at least call Hyeonwoo oppa. Cutting him off like that is rude, he said—didn't he help us a lot? At least say a proper goodbye. I wondered if this was another test and refused, but oppa was serious. He even got a little angry, so I just said okay. Thinking it was truly the end, a clean break... And today. I called Hyeonwoo oppa.
"Hey, Seoyeon."
"Oppa... Have you been well?"
"I'm great! How about you, Seoyeon?"
"M-me too, I guess... I've been fine..."
My voice trembled a bit hearing Hyeonwoo oppa's voice after so long. I felt sorry toward him too. I passed out alone, making him give up his bed. I flipped out on my own and cut contact without asking... He had every right to be mad, but Hyeonwoo oppa acted like nothing happened.
"Heard you switched gyms? Moving without a word—how rude~ You hurt my feelings."
"Ah, yeah... It just happened that way."
"And cutting off all contact. Isn't that too much?"
"Th-that's... S-sorry, oppa."
He sounded hurt but laughed playfully. I felt sorry to Minjun oppa and Hyeonwoo oppa—everything was a mess. Why did I do that...? I ruined everything with my stupid actions.
"Um... Are you free today by any chance?"
"Free? Why?"
"I have something to give you."
"What is it? A gift?"
"No... It's not a big deal, just something simple! To thank you, oppa. You've helped me so much."
"What? Sounds like you're never seeing me again? A breakup gift?"
"...Not exactly."
That's kinda how I prepared it. Maybe after today, I really shouldn't see him anymore. Even if I do, it should only be with Minjun oppa—all three of us together from now on.
"Anyway, you free today? I'm at the subway station right now."
"Yeah? But I have plans today."
"Ah... I see."
"We're meeting at my place. Or wanna come to my house real quick?"
"Y-your house, oppa?"
I shrank back at the invitation to his house.
"Your house is a bit... Then I'll come another time!"
He laughed haha as I replied in a shaky voice.
"Did Minjun hyung scold you or something?"
"Huh? No, not like that..."
"It's just a quick visit—what's the big deal? You came all this way; it's annoying to make another trip."
"I-I..."
"Want me to call Minjun hyung? Ask if it's okay for you to stop by my place?"
That's even worse. I should be the one calling if anyone does, so oppa doesn't get suspicious.
"N-no! I'll do it. Just say I'm popping out for a bit..."
"Okay then. You're being super cautious now, huh?"
"..."
"Call Minjun hyung, and if it's cool, come over~"
"Yeah, I will...!"
"Ooh, nice? How's it look—does it suit me?"
"Yes! It looks great!"
I gave Hyeonwoo oppa a cap to wear at the gym. With his broad shoulders and small face, it fit perfectly just like I imagined.
"Perfect, spot on! I'll wear it around the house too."
"Aw, no need to wear it at home."
"Nah, I wanna wear it at home too."
He was so excited over such a small gift. Seeing Hyeonwoo oppa unchanged made me chuckle puhhuh.
"Now that I got a gift, I wanna give you something back. Nothing fancy—wanna grab coffee?"
"Huh? No! I gotta go now..."
"Already? Nah, stay. I'll buy it quick."
"I-it's fine! I really just planned to drop the gift and leave right away. I told Minjun oppa that too."
"Call hyung. Say you're sitting for a bit since you're here. He'll say it's fine."
Hyeonwoo oppa shrugged while checking the cap in the mirror. He seemed to already know Minjun oppa's answer. But I had a feeling he'd hate this...
"What'd he say?"
"Uh... It's okay."
"See?"
The reply came instantly, like he was waiting. Is oppa really okay with this? It was my final test, but did I fail by coming here? Still, he didn't sound mad.
"Here. Thanks for the gift~"
"Ah...! No need. I'll enjoy it!"
It felt iffy, but I sat down anyway. Just for a little bit, then I really have to go.
"So what happened that day? Did Minjun hyung scold you?"
After an awkward silence, Hyeonwoo oppa spoke up.
"Huh...? No, just..."
"He didn't scold you, right? Probably didn't even get mad."
Hyeonwoo oppa smiled like he knew everything.
Something felt off. Did oppa talk to Hyeonwoo oppa? It made sense that he probably did. Maybe instead of scolding me, he vented at Hyeonwoo oppa. Thinking that made me feel even sorrier toward him.
"He got mad at you, right...? Sorry about that day. I don't even know why I did it..."
"Me? I didn't get scolded."
"...Then? Did you two talk about something?"
"We talked, yeah."
Hyeonwoo oppa sipped his coffee with a faint smile.
"What about? He didn't get mad at you or me... He had every reason to, but what was he thinking...?"
"Doesn't hyung talk about other stuff?"
"Huh?"
"Y'know, weird stuff. Nonsense."
His sudden question left me blank, but then I remembered Minjun oppa's bizarre—no, horrifying words. That day I sobbed and begged forgiveness. Oppa suddenly said something awful. He said he'd like it if I did. Even said to sleep over, to do it with Hyeonwoo oppa...
How hurt and disappointed must he have been to say something so cruel? Does Hyeonwoo oppa know something...?
"He did, right?"
"Huh...? Ah, no! He didn't say anything..."
I stammered in surprise, and Hyeonwoo oppa gave a strange smile.
"Seoyeon. You know what netorare is?"
"Netorare?"
"Netorare. It's Japanese."
Netorare? I'd never heard the word before.
"Minjun hyung has a netorare fetish."
"Huh? Wh-what's that...?"
"Simply put, he wants another guy to steal his girlfriend."
"Huh...???"
"He wants someone to take you away, Seoyeon. And it turns him on."
I couldn't make sense of it. Steal me away? And get turned on by it?
"The night you slept over at my place. Minjun hyung was apparently super turned on."
"Turned on...? What do you..."
"Turned on. He got hard."
Was Hyeonwoo oppa teasing me? He should've been furious, pissed, disappointed—how could he get hard...?
It was absurd. Oppa couldn't have. He was still so down.
"Doesn't make sense, right? Me neither."
"Ah, no... Who said that?"
"Who else? Minjun hyung."
"Oppa said that...? He got h-hard...?"
Hyeonwoo oppa nodded casually. Was it a joke or serious? Were they teaming up to mess with me for my screw-up...?
No, even then, this was too weird.
"Things were good with Minjun hyung lately, right?"
"Y-yeah...?"
"Then after that day, he went limp again."
"Limp how? What..."
"Between you two. Precisely, sex."
My head was spinning. I just came to apologize and give a gift... What was all this?
"Not true? Hasn't it been hard to get it up these past few days?"
"O-oppa...!"
"Figured."
How did Hyeonwoo oppa even know that...? It had been tough lately, like he said. I thought it was because I caused trouble and disappointed him...
"That's all because of me. No more excitement, so yeah."
"N-no! It was just me acting out... Disappointing oppa!"
"Nah. Minjun hyung gets excited when you do it with me..."
"No!!!"
I couldn't take it anymore and yelled. Hyeonwoo oppa looked slightly startled. It was ridiculous, but Minjun oppa's words flashed through my mind again. Was that sincere? Sleeping over... Doing it with Hyeonwoo oppa...?
"I was just telling you what he said. That he has a netorare fetish."
"..."
This joke had gone too far. Netorare whatever—I didn't get it, and Minjun oppa wouldn't. How could he want that for me...? For his own girlfriend? Hyeonwoo oppa was too much. Oppa liked him so much—how could he paint him as some pervert?
"You don't believe it?"
"No. It's not that I don't wanna believe—it just ain't true. You're bad too, oppa. Why say weird stuff like that?"
Tears pricked my eyes. I glared at the mean Hyeonwoo oppa but gave up. Time to go home. I missed Minjun oppa.
"Then try this. Tell him you're working out with me again. Coming to my place every day."
"..."
"Bet he'll get hard."
Now I definitely hated Hyeonwoo oppa. I was grateful before, but no more. I could forgive most things, but not him treating my oppa like a freak.
I didn't want to stay in his house anymore.
"Not doing that. I'm leaving. Thanks for everything."
*Ding-dong*
I dusted off and stood to leave when the doorbell rang.
"What, already here?"
"Oppa~ I missed you!!"
The woman threw herself at Hyeonwoo oppa coquettishly. What was this now? Who was she? Girlfriend? He said he had plans—must be her coming over.
"Hey. Who said come early on your own?"
"But I wanted to see you sooner..."
"Totally selfish. Know your place."
This tone from Hyeonwoo oppa was new. Not girlfriend vibes. Not even friends... It felt oddly belittling. And her outfit was a bit off. No, not off—way too slutty? Tight mini dress with a thin cardigan. Her huge breasts were half-exposed, and the dress was so short her panties might show. She looked desperate to seem sexy.
I stared blankly, and our eyes met. Her flirty smile turned icy.
"What's this? Who?"
"Ah...! I-I'm..."
I hurried to greet her so his girlfriend wouldn't misunderstand, but she whipped around to Hyeonwoo oppa.
"Oppa, we said just us two today. I hate threesomes..."
"Don't like it? Then leave."
"No, last time too... I mean, no! I don't hate it, oppa!"
Hyeonwoo oppa and the woman were saying weird things.