#73. Genitals
#73. Genitals
I, Lee Min-ho. Currently 26 years old.
Ding-dong.
"What brings the next patient~?"
The friendly nurse's voice.
When it was our turn, I followed Na-eun and stood in front of the reception desk.
"Uh... I... I came to get a prescription for the morning-after pill."
"Yes~ Please have a seat over there. Just a moment~"
The nurse guided us with a smile on her lips, but her gaze was glaring at me.
Ah... this fucking sucks...
The place we arrived at was an Obstetrics and Gynecology clinic not too far from school.
It was actually about 40 minutes from home, but today was Sunday.
Since most hospitals were closed, we chose the one near school as it was relatively close for Na-eun too.
"Han Na-eun! Han Na-eun-nim!"
When the nurse called her name, my girlfriend stood up from her chair.
"Yes."
"Please go inside for your consultation. Would the guardian like to come in too?"
Hmm... I said I'd go with her, but do I really have to go in?
As I stood there with a hesitant expression, saying nothing, Na-eun poked my side with her elbow.
"It's fine. It's fine. I'll go alone, so wait here."
"You sure you're okay?"
Of course, manners-wise, I could go in if she wanted.
Na-eun turned my head toward her by grabbing my ear.
"Oppa. Do you want to watch the doctor examine my pussy up close?"
...Guess they don't just hand out the pill without checking, huh?
"You can handle it on your own, right?"
"How old do you think I am?"
Following the nurse's guidance, she entered the consultation room, leaving me alone in the waiting area.
Steam was weakly rising from the humidifier.
The two nurses at the desk kept glancing my way, making me feel extremely embarrassed.
...Fuck.
My throat was parched, so I took it out on the innocent water cooler.
Surprisingly, it didn't take Na-eun long to come back.
"Done?"
"...Yes."
Na-eun had an uncomfortable expression.
"You okay?"
"...Yes. Let's go, Oppa."
As soon as she got the prescription, Na-eun left the hospital quickly, like she had some urgent schedule.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?"
...No way some perverted male doctor got handsy or something?
If that happened even by the slightest chance, I was ready to storm back to the hospital right now and bash the doctor's head in.
"No."
"Why? Is something wrong with your body?"
"Ah. Seriously, no!"
Na-eun snapped back like a teenage daughter in puberty.
"...I'm just worried about you. Why are you getting mad?"
I figured in a situation like this, the girl would naturally get sensitive, but I felt oddly hurt by her reaction.
"...She touched it."
"What? That fucking bastard? I'm going to crack his skull right now."
I turned around, ready to charge back up the stairs and beat the doctor's ass.
"Ah. Just let me finish."
Na-eun grabbed my wrist as I was about to bolt.
"The doctor was a woman. It's not what you're imagining, Oppa."
Wait. Then what the hell made her feel bad?
It didn't make sense.
"The doctor checked me out and... poked around like this."
Na-eun made a fidgeting motion with her fingers.
Uh... um...
Even if it's same-sex, does it still feel bad...?
Yeah, if a male urologist grabbed and rubbed your dick bare-handed for treatment purposes, it'd feel kinda weird too.
It was at that moment.
"Hey! Na-eun-ah!"
A cheerful high-pitched voice.
"Oh? Ye-rim-ah."
"What brings you here?"
Na-eun's classmate from the same year. Kim Ye-rim.
The moment she appeared, an even chillier silence settled between me and Na-eun.
Flustered, Na-eun's eyes darted around before she checked the floor directory next to the stairs.
"Ah. I came to karaoke with Min-ho Oppa..."
"Huh? The karaoke place is closed on Sundays, isn't it?"
Na-eun creaked like a wind-up doll with a broken spring.
Ye-rim subtly shifted her gaze to the directory Na-eun had been looking at.
"...Obstetrics and Gynecology by any chance?"
We were in a super awkward spot.
But the assault from her classmates didn't end there.
"Hey! Kim Ye-rim! Everyone's waiting, what are you doing over there?"
Familiar faces. One. Two. Three. And four.
Fuck.
I knew that group.
The underclasswomen from two years below who always sipped takeout coffee and chattered nonstop in the Design Room.
Commonly known as the popular crowd.
When they saw me, they all bowed their heads politely.
"Oh? Hello, Oppa."
Of course, since I'd never really talked to them properly, I felt awkward and bowed back.
"Yeah. Hi. Hello."
"Na-eun-ah! But what are you doing here? On a date with Min-ho Oppa?"
I wanted to get out of there quick before Obstetrics and Gynecology got mentioned again.
Na-eun seemed to feel the same, grabbing my hand tightly.
But we weren't given a chance to explain.
The first witness who spotted us.
Kim Ye-rim-ssi.
"Ah. Guys, don't interrupt their date, let's just go."
But the expression on her face as she said that looked just like a fisherman who landed a big catch.
...This chilling sensation.
"Ah. Right, right. Sorry, Na-eun-ah~ Have a good time~"
"See you at school~"
"Take care~"
Left behind, me and Na-eun.
We just stared wordlessly in the direction they disappeared.
"...We're fucked, aren't we?"
I'm already dreading going to class tomorrow.
"What's the big deal now."
...Yeah, you're right.
After seeing Na-eun all the way home, I took the bus back to my place.
I dumped the messed-up blanket and bedsheets into the laundry hamper, went to the coin laundry, and then sat in my computer chair, savoring the crashing reality hitting me.
My... life... where the hell is it heading...
Ever since I met Na-eun, my daily life had been veering into unpredictable directions.
Still, she's my girlfriend first and foremost.
Worried, I picked up my phone and sent a text.
[Did you take the pill okay?]
[Yeah. Took it and lay down in bed.]
She must've been checking her phone, 'cause the reply came lightning-fast.
[What if when I go to school tomorrow, those kids spread rumors we went to the Obstetrics and Gynecology clinic.]
We were already famous as the 'Eat and Dump Guy' and 'Obsessive Chick.'
No more aggro, please.
[We'll brag that Oppa's dick is so fucking huge it wrecked my womb. There.]
I was seriously pondering when Na-eun's reply made me snort with laughter.
[What if other girls line up saying they wanna taste it too.]
Yeah. Let's laugh.
Laughing in tough times is top-tier.
And I'm a top-tier Erotic Novelist.
I was confident I could drop boundary-pushing jokes better than anyone.
[Oppa. You really wanna get famous as the College of Architecture's living shield?]
...You'd like that?
[How much per go, you think?]
[What do you mean how much. Virgin per session.]
Whoa. Na-eun-ah. You're a real pro at this shit.
My real girlfriend knew exactly how to drive a guy insane.
If she weren't my girlfriend but a same-sex friend, I'd swear brotherhood with her right now.
[For real, that'd be epic.]
Amazed, I sent her a heartfelt word of agreement.
But the instant replies suddenly cut off.
The 1 indicator disappeared, so she must've read it...
Eh, probably just busy with something for a sec, I thought, and started working on the Manuscript for [I Imprisoned Her].
The Han Na-eun Episode for Heroine 'Han Na-eun' was wrapping up, so now I needed a new Heroine—what to go with...
When I need hints for characters, I always browse job listing sites.
Looks and personality matter, sure, but for plotting episodes, the Heroine's job is key.
Her job is the medium that lets me imagine her signature outfit and provides the spatial backdrop for future episodes.
Nurse. Lawyer. Teacher. Stewardess.
Hmm... tenth one now, so all the obvious ones are done.
Time to go for some rarer side-character picks, maybe.
Not job-hunting on these sites, but scouring them this hard for fuckable Heroines.
What can I say.
If my mom knew, she'd clutch her neck and faint.
I narrowed it down to two or three candidates when I suddenly wondered about 'Han Na-eun's illustration progress.
Last check, it was almost done—wonder if it's finished now?
I picked up my phone and saw a reply from Na-eun.
What? So she wasn't upset, just busy with something else, huh.
Thinking that, I unlocked the screen—and froze like time had stopped, staring blankly at it.
What? Why? Did I fuck up? If so, where?
No, even if I did fuck up, this is too much, right?
What Na-eun sent was a super short one-liner.
[Didn't take the pill. Fuck off]
Haven't even thought of a name for the girl yet.