An Indefinable Unease (1)
Seoyeon brushed her hair behind her ears, beaming as she greeted him. "Hello! I'm Han Seoyeon, Minjun oppa's girlfriend."
"Hey there~ I'm Park Hyeonwoo, Minjun hyung's friend."
The two of them exchanged greetings with me sandwiched in the middle. It wasn't the first time I'd introduced her to a friend, but for some reason, I felt strangely tense. Middle and high school buddies were all pretty much like me—cut from the same cloth—but Hyeonwoo was different. How should I put it? He just had a different vibe, a different texture.
Hyeonwoo showed up in a crisp white shirt and black slacks. It was just casually thrown on, but his build made it look sharp.
"Whoa, now I get why Minjun hyung brags about his girlfriend all the time."
"Pardon?"
"She's so pretty, no wonder he boasts like that. I was sick of hearing it, but if she were mine, I'd do the same."
"Huh? Oppa, you did that? Hehe, no way~"
Seoyeon giggled and hooked her arm through mine.
"We met once before, right? Do you remember me?"
"Of course! Hyeonwoo oppa! Ah… is it okay to call you oppa?"
"Whoa, it's been forever since I heard that. Sounds great! Of course it's fine!"
"Aw, you must hear it all the time though? Oppa, speak casually~ I'm Seoyeon! Twenty-one years old!"
Seoyeon looked up at him with a bubbly smile, her voice laced with aegyo.
"Should I? Ahem! Seoyeon, nice to meet you~"
"Heehee, what's this? Nice to meet you too~"
When Hyeonwoo playfully extended his hand, Seoyeon burst into giggles and shook it. I'd worried they might feel awkward, but these two social butterflies hit it off right away.
"Hyung! I'm so jealous. Where'd you find such a cute girlfriend?"
"Hey, stop it~"
Seoyeon clung to me, embarrassed.
"Oppa! What'd you tell Hyeonwoo oppa?"
"Huh? That you're pretty. Super pretty…"
"Eek, what~"
"Yeah, yeah. Hyung wasn't lying."
A barrage of compliments from both sides flushed her cheeks a cute pink—she didn't seem to hate it.
"Enough already! Let's eat chicken! Oppa, we'll head in first!"
"Sounds good? Seoyeon likes beer and chicken, right?"
"Loves it! I'd eat it every day if I had the money."
"Whoa, that much? But you don't look like you could eat a whole one."
"Pfft! I can finish one all by myself~"
"For real?"
"Well~ Almost one?"
With me in the middle, Seoyeon and Hyeonwoo laughed and chatted away. Looking down at her with an amused grin, Hyeonwoo made their height difference stand out. He towered over me by nearly a full head. Seoyeon and I? Maybe half a handspan at best. A guy and girl with that kind of height gap look pretty good together, the thought flitted through my mind.
"Beer? How's your tolerance?"
"Maybe five hundred milliliters of beer?"
"Ooh~ Soju?"
"Eww, hate soju. Half a bottle?"
"Same as me! I can't stand soju either."
They flowed into conversation effortlessly, like old friends, even though it was basically their first meeting. I didn't feel like butting in—just this odd pounding in my chest. Still, I didn't mind the distance between Seoyeon and Hyeonwoo. She was glued right to me, while he was a couple steps away. Amid the heart flutters, a twinge of superiority crept in.
Ha. What the hell am I thinking?
"We should do this more often, the three of us. What do you think, hyung?"
"Uh? Yeah, sounds good to me."
"Yay! Me too~"
But what was this weird pounding? It felt anxious, uncomfortable… and strangely exciting. I'd been the one to suggest we all hang out first, so why…?
"Ah~ That was hilarious. So full, but my stomach hurts from laughing."
On the way home after parting with Hyeonwoo, Seoyeon—looking a bit tipsy—kept giggling like whatever it was still cracked her up. The drinks were fun for me too. Hyeonwoo kept things lively, Seoyeon laughed her head off, and I chimed in to keep the vibe going.
"Have fun?"
"Yeah! Chicken was tasty, and super fun!"
"What'd you think of Hyeonwoo?"
"That oppa's hilarious. Thought I'd die laughing!"
She hummed a tune, smiling brightly. I wanted to peek deeper into her thoughts.
"Hyeonwoo's handsome, right? Tall too."
"Huh? Yeah, he's pretty good-looking."
"Right? He is…"
Her straightforward agreement made my heart skip for no reason.
"His family's loaded too. Dad's in business or something."
"Ooh~ Yeah, he had that rich vibe! Paid for the whole chicken tab himself."
"Should we hang out as a trio more often? What do you think?"
"The three of us? Sure, that'd be fine… but Hyeonwoo oppa's single? It'd be better with his girlfriend too—make it four."
"Doubt he has one. Been single a while."
"Really? Surprising. He seems like the type with girls around."
"Why?"
"Just a vibe. Feels like he'd have a bunch."
I got what she meant. He'd even whispered to me alone: after we left, he was off to meet some girl. Said he'd hooked a new slutty one or whatever…
"What do you think of that vibe, Seoyeon?"
"Me? Not my type at all! I don't like that kind of feel. He's hot, but kinda sleazy?"
"Hmm…"
"Ah! Just saying in general! Not about Hyeonwoo oppa. Don't tell him, okay?"
She made a cute shh gesture. Suddenly, I remembered when I'd stepped away to the bathroom. When I came back, Seoyeon and Hyeonwoo—who'd been laughing hard—went quiet with shushes, exchanging amused glances, holding back grins… What had they talked about? Some secret? I'd have to ask her alone.
"Seoyeon. Wanna take a break somewhere?"
"Huh? Like rest~?"
"It's a twenty-minute walk home."
"Nah, I'm good… Won't that waste money?"
Her eager excitement lifted my mood—a flicker of superiority too. In the end, I was the only one who could have her. Hyeonwoo would be with some random slut.
"Who cares about money? Let's go!"
"Kyaa~"
"Ngh? Mmm, chp… Mmph, hngh…"
The second we hit the motel room, it all came flooding out. Seoyeon startled with a twitch, then melted into a puddle. I could feel her arousal pulsing through her body from my kiss.
"Oppa~, should we wash up fi— hnnngh."
I stripped off my shirt, pants, and underwear; she let out a cute squeak of surprise. Swallowing hard, she gingerly wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock.
"Whoa… It's so hard…"
"Kinda excited today."
"Why? What got you excited?"
She stared at my rigid shaft like it was fascinating, asking me directly. Her eyes sparkled like she wanted more—like she wanted to excite me like this from now on.
"Dunno. Maybe 'cause you're extra pretty today?"
"Today…? I'm the same as always…"
"Nah, you seem prettier."
Her cheeks flushed pink, delight plain on her face. She looked up at me with those pretty eyes, locking gazes like she wanted me even more aroused. All the while, her fingers kneaded my cock.
I reached out, sliding my hand up her pale thighs peeking from under her skirt.
"Haa…"
Her endlessly soft, smooth skin sent a jolt up my spine. Hyeonwoo's gaze flicking to her thighs flashed in my mind. Blood surged harder; my cock twitched desperately. Seoyeon, gripping me, squirmed and let out heated moans.
Everything linking Seoyeon and Hyeonwoo just turned me on. Why…? My cock swelled rock-hard; the arousal felt good, but I couldn't explain it.
"Ngh, oppa…"
Unable to hold back, she parted her legs a bit. I kissed her lewd face and slipped between her thighs.
"Hngh…! Haa…"
Her panties were soaked through, pussy juices everywhere—not just at her slit, but dripping down her thighs. She was always wet, but never this drenched. Pride swelled as I rubbed her slick folds.
"Nngh…! O-, oppa…"
"Ha. When did you get this wet?"
"D-, dunno… Since earlier…"
"Earlier" made my heart race. With Hyeonwoo? Or when we kissed in the room? She meant the latter, sure, but imagining it was with Hyeonwoo… it made me throb even harder.
Seoyeon leaking pussy juice around Hyeonwoo, without me knowing…? The pride vanished, replaced by massive arousal flooding me. I decided to just go with it. My cock felt ready to burst.
"Kyaa!"
I yanked her panties off roughly and shoved her onto the bed. She lay there disheveled, trembling, gazing up at me with fluttering eyes.
"W-what do we do…"
Did she like this roughness? I'd always been gentle and careful with her. This was the first time I'd handled her so forcefully. Hyeonwoo's words echoed: Most women have a masochistic streak. Even the ones who seem least likely.
"I'm going crazy…"
She spread her legs, arms around my neck, desperately seeking my cock. Her pussy was drenched, needing no more prep. Just the tip at her entrance made obscene squelching sounds.
"Do me… Please? Hurry…"
I was as fired up as her, but I wanted more. One question lingered.
"Seoyeon."
"Mmm…?"
"Earlier, when I went to the bathroom."
"B-, bathroom…?"
"Yeah. At the chicken place. You and Hyeonwoo were messing around—what'd you talk about?"
Her confused look shifted to realization as she gazed up. Then she shook her head.
"N-no… Why bring that up now…?"
"Just popped into my head."
"Weird… Don't! I hate you thinking other stuff…"
She wrapped her legs around my waist, yanking me close.
"Tell me later… Okay? Why now…"
"…"
She shook her head like she didn't want any distractions right now. I got her feelings, but even that seemed oddly erotic. Like it was a secret just between her and Hyeonwoo—something a guy like me didn't need to know. Like she was hiding it on purpose.
"Haa…"
It only made it hotter. Imagining their shared secret drove me insane. My cock ballooned, twitching wildly. I pried open her tight pussy hole and thrust deep inside.