A Sense of Unease (1)
Every evening, I head to Park Hyeonwoo's place with Minjun seeing me off. When I return after spending time there, he greets me with his face flushed beet red. I recount all the lies I've carefully fabricated, one by one. His expression twists into something even more frenzied as he listens. Like that—once, twice, three times... no, all through the night... until dawn breaks, without tiring, he holds me close. The gentle, cozy sex we used to share has vanished somewhere along the way. Every night now, it's rough, frantic lovemaking with Minjun that feels like it could snap us both. It's strange for me too, but it turns me on so much... so I pour my all into spinning these tales.
Today, we showered together. We kissed while fondling each other. I stripped first and seduced Hyeonwoo. Sex with him feels just as incredible as with Minjun. I think about it when I'm alone. Stuff like that. The more explicit and filthy the lies get, the hotter and more aroused Minjun becomes. And yet, I never forgot the original plan. He loves it, and god, I do too... but this method is definitely wrong. We can't keep this up forever. Last night, I casually brought up the hospital idea, and Minjun seemed to agree. "Got it," he said. "You've been trying so hard, so I'll give it a shot too. I'll go, get some counseling, maybe a prescription." But in exchange, he wanted just one more month. He wants to see this through a little longer since we started it this way. He knows it's asking too much, but please, just a bit more. After that, he'll see doctors, take his meds, and never make requests like this again—he pinky-swore it. I was thrilled; it was unfolding just like I'd hoped.
One month. Just one more month to go. If I play along like this for that long, everything will snap back to normal. Minjun will regain his confidence, and I won't have to invent these stories anymore. Sure, I'll miss seeing this side of him, that fleeting regret crosses my mind... but this isn't healthy. I need to let it go, and so does he. Honestly, I don't even need to go this far. Just being with Minjun makes me happy. One more month of indulging him, one more month doing exactly what he wants... it'll all work out, I know it.
Whenever I go to Hyeonwoo's, I always bring tasty snacks. He's helping me out, after all—it'd feel awkward showing up empty-handed, and he often treats me to dinner anyway, so I've become the dessert girl. Today's treat is bubble tea. Maybe suggest chicken for dinner? One whole chicken, a bubble tea, and in the spare time, I'll look up clinics for Minjun. Might as well go to a famous doctor while I'm at it.
-ding-dong
"…"
Hyeonwoo, who always greeted me warmly, doesn't respond today. Did he step out? I ring the bell a couple more times, then call him.
"Hey, Seoyeoni."
"Oppa! I'm right outside your place—where'd you go?"
"Sorry. I'm almost there. Wait five minutes?"
"Sure~ Take your time!"
I sit on the stairs waiting for Hyeonwoo, and he appears soon enough. I jump up to greet him, but my eyes lock with a pretty girl trailing behind him. Not his girlfriend from last time.
"Uh…"
"Hey, Seoyeoni."
"H-hi…? Oh, hi!"
"Hot out~ Shall we head in?"
I'm a bit dazed, but Hyeonwoo acts totally casual. Somehow, I end up entering his place with this stranger.
"I'm gonna shower first. Seoyeoni, just relax—don't mind me."
"Huh…?"
"It's fine, make yourself at home! Chat and get to know each other if you're bored."
Hyeonwoo flashes a grin and vanishes into the bathroom, leaving us alone. What the hell is this? Girlfriend? One of those occasional guests he mentioned? Whatever she is, being alone with a total stranger feels so awkward. I can tell she's uncomfortable too. Maybe I should say something…?
"Um… hi. Are you Hyeonwoo's girlfriend?"
"Huh? Oh, no, I'm…"
Her voice is so pretty. Unlike that sexy, sultry woman from before, this one's cute and delicate. Seems super shy too.
"Not his girlfriend… I just met Hyeonwoo recently…"
"Oh…"
"A-and you aren't either, right…?"
"No, not me."
"…"
It's even more awkward now. My throat's parched, so I sip water nonstop until Hyeonwoo emerges from the bathroom. The girl and I both flinch, looking up at him in sync.
"Haha, you two reacting together is kinda cute."
"O-oppa…! You gotta put clothes on!"
Hyeonwoo's wearing nothing but thin shorts. I whip my head away, but the girl stares at him, cheeks pink.
"Oops, sorry. I'll chill in my room—Seoyeoni, lounge in the living room~"
"Huh…?"
"You, go shower and come to the room."
"Okay, oppa…"
Her face flushes deeper as she nods and scurries to the bathroom. I'm even more dumbfounded by her behavior.
"Want a drink, Seoyeoni?"
"Huh? Oh, no, I'm…"
"Oh, this for me?"
Hyeonwoo shakes his wet hair and grabs the bubble tea. I kinda knew, but seeing it up close, his body's insane. Tall, broad shoulders. Pecs, arms, abs, legs—every inch packed with lean muscle. Manly? Sexy? Just... cool. Guys can be sexy too, huh. Handsome face, killer body—it hits you right away. I gape at him, then snap my head away. God, I stared like an idiot.
"Thanks, I'll enjoy it~ Relax!"
He grins and heads to his room. Then the girl comes out—naked except for a towel, ears red as she ducks her head and slips inside.
"…"
Muffled murmurs, then faint but unmistakable moans.
Like last time, and now again... they know I'm here, but... Fine, Hyeonwoo does what he wants, but the girl? Shouldn't she be embarrassed? Say something? She was blushing, but still...
"Ahh! O-oppa…!"
Her voice suddenly spikes, freezing me solid. Now I hear skin slapping too. My ears perk up, every nerve tuning to the bedroom.
"Ngh, haa! Hnngh, mm…!"
Is this the same shy girl from moments ago? She seemed so cute and fragile... Hard to believe she's making those sounds. Soaked, howling like some beast...
Pretty girls you’d double-take at on the street. Sexy types, cute ones, innocent vibes. Every evening, women of all flavors show up at Hyeonwoo's.
"Haaang…! Hnngh, ngh! Hn!"
Different looks, styles—but one thing in common. They all make those lewd noises... Just varying tones and pitches, but identical. Hearing it warps your mind, beastly howls that stir something deep. It's been a week of me parked in Hyeonwoo's living room, listening.
By now, I can picture it all. What position they're in, how he's handling her. How it feels for her, when she'll cum, how many times she already has...
Imagining from sounds alone sparks filthy curiosity. What makes them like that? How does he do it...?
"Haaangh…? Ngh, hn! Ngh! Haaangh…!!"
Ugh... that's definitely the finale for both of them. I shiver for no reason, shifting in my seat. My hand presses down there, tingling between my legs. Not arousal—just a natural reaction. Anyone hearing this would get wet like me. Feels even sloppier than yesterday... I sigh softly, about to head to the bathroom, when Hyeonwoo steps out.
"Fhew."
"Eek! O-oppa…!!"
Just a tiny towel around his waist. I slap a hand over my eyes in shock, but I caught his silhouette. Or... was it the shadow? Nah, too real.
"P-put some clothes on…!"
"Sorry. Gotta air out a sec—the sheets are soaked, no place to crash."
Hyeonwoo rakes back his sweaty bangs and flops onto the sofa.
"Huh…? Still…"
"It's my place. Gotta be comfy too."
"…"
He sighs faintly, eyes closing. I steal glances despite myself. Curiosity drags my gaze downward. Weird thoughts bubble up... My soaked panties stay sticky. Screw it—I should head out early today.
"Oppa~ Oh? You still here?"
The girl from the shower. Second time seeing her, and she's casually dropping the formalities.
"Huh? Oh, no, I…"
"Oppa, does she come every day? What's her deal?"
"Mind your business. Sheets changed?"
"Later. Need a breather."
"Do it before stains set. Clean up everything before you leave."
"Yessir~"
She giggles and plays coy despite his cold tone. Nowhere to look. Hyeonwoo's in a towel, she's in his T-shirt... nothing underneath, everything visible through the fabric.
"So, what're you doing here? Not even getting a hug."
"Why would I hug you?"
"Aww~ Oh, right! You showered?"
Her hand slips under his towel. Too stunned to look away, I see her gently grip something, smirking.
"Not yet~ Let me clean you up nice!"
She glances at me... and yanks the towel away.