Visiting My Girlfriend's House... But Her Parents?! (2)
After sharing a deeply satisfying kiss, Jihyeok and Yuna kept stealing short pecks from each other, hoping to savor a few more happy moments together. But—
Beep beep.
“...Sigh. Sounds like my sister’s home.”
“Yeah...”
The arrival of Yuna’s younger sister had ruined the mood. They’d wanted just a little more time alone, so part of them resented the interruption. Still, they quickly pushed that feeling aside and prepared to greet the girl Jihyeok had never met before.
The moment the door opened and Han Yuna’s little sister stepped inside, she froze.
“I’m back… Huh?”
She stared at Jihyeok with the wide-eyed look of someone meeting a stranger. Her eyes were the same soft pink as Yuna’s, and her face was like a perfect snapshot of what Yuna must have looked like as a child. She even had the same slender build as Jihyeok’s own little sister, Jina. In every way, she was essentially a pre-teen version of Han Yuna.
Jihyeok offered a gentle smile. “Ah, hello. Nice to meet you.”
“...Who are you?”
Any younger sister would be suspicious if she came home to find an unknown guy holding her older sister’s hand. Jihyeok understood that and started to explain.
“This is your sister’s—”
“Did you have a good day?” Yuna cut in smoothly.
“Yeah.”
“Then go wash your hands. We have a guest, so remember not to act too silly, okay?”
“Who do you think I am…? Of course I know that. But who is that guy?”
“I’ll tell you after you wash up.”
“Okaaay~”
As Seohee disappeared into the bathroom, Yuna turned to Jihyeok with a small laugh. “That’s my little sister. I mean, you can probably tell just by looking at her.”
“She looks exactly like you.”
“Obviously~ We came from the same parents, after all.”
“True. So what’s her name?”
“Han Seohee. Unlike you, we don’t have a family naming pattern.”
“Interesting...”
Once Seohee had dried her freshly washed hands, she turned back to her sister with a knowing look. “Alright. Time for that explanation, right?”
“You’re that curious?”
“It’s not every day my only sister brings a guest home. I can tell he’s not a bad person, though.”
Jihyeok wondered how she could be so sure, but then he remembered Yuna’s unique ability to read people’s true character at a glance. He swallowed his question.
“So? Are you going to tell me who he is?”
Yuna glanced at the laundry basket where Seohee had tossed the hand towel. “Standing here talking will just make our legs tired. Let’s go to my room.”
“Okaaay~”
Yuna opened her bedroom door and stepped inside. Jihyeok and Seohee followed after her.
The walls were neatly covered in sky-blue wallpaper. Bookshelves overflowed with workbooks and reference books, and there were even several cookbooks that suggested a hobby. Many of the volumes had slightly torn edges—clear signs of how hard she worked to improve herself. The first thing that caught his eye was the pink bed on the right side of the room. It was the exact shade of Yuna’s eyes. So this is where she sleeps every night… The thought made him picture her lying there, and a soft warmth bloomed in his chest.
“First time in my room?” Yuna asked.
“Well, this is the first time I’ve even been invited over, so…”
“I come here at least once a day, so I’m honestly getting a little sick of it…”
While Jihyeok gave a small, fond smile, Seohee wore an expression of complete exhaustion. She plopped down naturally on Yuna’s bed.
“I’m not letting you stall any longer. So? Who’s the guest?”
“Didn’t I tell you before? That your sister got a boyfriend.”
“Yeah. You kept praising him so much at home that I heard it even when I covered my ears.”
“You’ll understand once you start dating someone, Seohee.”
“That’s never going to happen for me… Wait. Then that means this guy is—”
Seohee’s eyes suddenly sharpened as realization hit her. She stared straight at him.
“...Are you Yuna’s boyfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Oh my… So my sister actually managed to land someone like you.”
“Right? Isn’t your sister’s boyfriend handsome?”
“Yuna?”
Seohee watched Jihyeok’s face turn bright red at his girlfriend’s shameless compliment and answered honestly.
“He definitely is… But it looks like your boyfriend got hurt somewhere.”
“Where?!”
Yuna’s expression turned serious in an instant. When Seohee pointed at his forehead and said “There,” Yuna’s gaze followed and found the surgical scar.
“Ah… that. I already know about it…”
After their first date, during lunch at school, Jihyeok had lifted his bangs and shown her the scar himself. The first time she saw it, Yuna had looked like she was about to cry with worry. But he had gently calmed her down and explained. His photographic memory was his greatest strength, yet this was the one thing he couldn’t remember. He only guessed that some major event must have caused it and decided not to dwell on it too much. Yuna had also promised—after he kissed her and asked her not to worry about the scar on his forehead—that she wouldn’t pay it much attention anymore.
When Yuna said she already knew, Seohee simply replied, “Really?” and began asking questions to learn more about him.
“You’re the same age as my sister, right?”
“Yeah… We’re in the same class.”
“Then is it okay if I call you ‘Oppa’?”
“Uh… sure. My own little sister calls me that too.”
“You have a little sister?”
“Yeah. She’s in fifth grade.”
“Same age as me?”
“...Is she?”
Same class. Has a younger sister. The younger sister is the same age as me. As Jihyeok discovered each shared point, he couldn’t help smiling at how many similarities there were between him and Yuna.
Used to his own sister’s casual speech, he told Seohee, “If it’s not too hard, you can speak comfortably with me too. I’m not the type to mind that kind of thing, so don’t feel awkward.”
“Really? Then… okay, got it.”
After a moment of hesitation, she dropped the honorifics. Jihyeok nodded, satisfied.
“I’m not sure if it’s okay to ask this right after meeting you, but… Oppa, are you good at studying?”
“Seohee. Even if my boyfriend doesn’t look like it, he’s first in the entire grade…”
“...Huh?!”
“What do you mean ‘even if he doesn’t look like it’?”
Yuna winked at him. Jihyeok found it so cute that he decided to let it slide.
He asked Seohee what part of the problem she was stuck on. She ran to her room and quickly returned with what looked like homework, showing it to him.
“I know how to solve it, but I don’t really understand the formula, so I can’t do the applied questions…”
It was a fairly prestigious school, and the question was quite advanced for an elementary student. But the one looking at the homework was an elite student who ranked at the very top of his school—Yoon Jihyeok. This was something he could solve in his head.
“Here. All done.”
“...Huh?”
When he handed it back so quickly, Seohee stared at him in disbelief. “...As expected of the top student in the grade.”
“I’ll explain it to you. …Yuna, can I borrow your bed for a minute?”
“Of course~”
Jihyeok sat carefully on the edge of the bed. Seohee promptly climbed onto his lap.
“...Huh?”
“This is more comfortable.”
He wanted to ask her to get off, but Yuna had already latched onto his left arm, hugging it tightly. Asking now seemed impossible. With no other choice, Jihyeok half-resigned himself and began explaining the problem.
The result was the scene before him now.
The wariness Seohee had shown when they first met had completely vanished. She was now clinging to his upper body like he was a comfortable chair back, demanding he teach her more. Meanwhile, Yuna…
“...Sniff.”
She had buried her nose against the side of his neck and was inhaling his scent. It was nice that his girlfriend’s little sister was being so friendly, but the difference in her behavior before and after the study session was extreme. She almost seemed like a different person.
If this continued, Jihyeok was going to die of embarrassment from Yuna’s actions. He quickly spoke to Seohee.
“Seohee, didn’t you say you had plans?”
“Oh? That’s right!”
She shot up from his lap in an instant and headed to her room.
“...Shouldn’t we see her off?”
“Ah! Right? Let’s go!”
Yuna grabbed his left arm and dragged him toward the entrance. They waited for Seohee, who soon emerged from her room—the same location as Jina’s. Parents really do think alike… Jihyeok thought.
Seohee, now in casual clothes, looked at the two of them.
“Hm? Why are you waiting here?”
“We wanted to tell you to have fun.”
“Pfft… Your body is twelve, but your mind is already in middle school.”
“Still, you look younger than us.”
Realizing she couldn’t win, Seohee gave up and put on her shoes.
“You didn’t forget anything, right?”
“I’m just going to a friend’s house to play. What would I need to bring?”
“It’s not like you only have one or two friends.”
“Remember the kid I met last time?”
“Ah. The one you said you met at school?”
“Yeah. I’m staying at the house of a friend who passed my sister’s radar, so it’s fine.”
“Alright. Be careful on the way.”
“If you’re about to say ‘don’t follow strangers, wash your hands when you get home, be polite to adults, and don’t cause trouble,’ don’t worry.”
“You remembered all that?”
“Whose sister do you think I am?”
Seohee opened the door and waved at them.
“I’m off, sis. Have fun, Oppa~”
“Have a good time~”
“Yeah. See you later.”
The moment Seohee closed the door with a final wave, Yuna threw her arms around Jihyeok as if she had been waiting for this.
“Haaa… This is the most comfortable place after all…”
“My arms?”
“Yeah… It feels like you’re completely wrapping me up.”
“Really? Then I guess I should hold you tighter.”
Jihyeok pulled her firmly against his chest, pressing her close with both arms as if he would never let go.
“If you hug me that hard…”
“Ah. Sorry. Did it hurt?”
“No…”
She grabbed his hand and practically dragged him back to her room, shoving him onto the bed. Yuna pinned both of his defenseless arms down so he couldn’t move and looked at his flustered face.
“If you hug me like that, how am I supposed to hold back?”
She slowly licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, gazing at him. Jihyeok studied her expression and asked,
“Um… You’re holding both my arms down so I can’t move, right?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Logically speaking, who’s stronger—a guy or a girl?”
“The guy, obviously. Why—kyaa!”
In a flash, Jihyeok lowered his arms, removing her support. As gravity pulled her down onto his chest, he broke free of her grip and wrapped his arms around her back. They were now so close that they could kiss whenever they wanted.
“If I flip us over from this position, the tables would turn. What do you think?”
“If a third person saw this, it would look pretty bad, don’t you think?”
“There’s no one else here but us.”
“...Do you really want to pin me down that badly?”
“Let’s save that until we’re adults. For now…”
Jihyeok gently pulled her closer by the back of her head and pressed his lips to hers.
Chu.
“Let’s be satisfied with this for now.”
“...That’s kind of annoying.”
“Huh?”
Jihyeok worried he had taken the joke too far when she suddenly said she was annoyed, but then he heard the rest of her sentence and realized that wasn’t it.
“My boyfriend isn’t the type to be satisfied with just a little peck, is he? We’ve already gone all the way to kissing.”
“You want to kiss?”
“I always want to. I want to do it all the time. I want to keep doing it until we’re old and gray.”
Looking at Yuna’s almost whining expression, Jihyeok felt his own patience reaching its limit. He savored the soft sensation of her body against his and whispered,
“Close your eyes.”
“Okay…”
The moment her eyes fluttered shut, Jihyeok captured her lips with his own, silencing any more teasing. They kissed every day after school, but doing it here—in her room, with no one else around—felt on a completely different level. Thinking about how she slept in this very bed, surrounded by her scent, made excitement surge through him until he was almost breathless.
Yuna seemed to feel the same. With flushed cheeks, she looked up at him pleadingly.
“...I want it deeper.”
“...Huh? Deeper meaning…”
“Can I… put my tongue in?”
The instant the word “tongue” left her lips, something snapped inside Jihyeok’s head. This was on a completely different level from their usual closed-mouth kisses. It was the kind of adult kiss lovers shared to heighten excitement before going further. He knew that if they crossed that line, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.
The promise he had made with his parents. The rule about not crossing the line. He had decided he would only take that step once he could take care of himself properly and they both agreed. That was why he shook his head.
“If I let my tongue in too, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back… So let’s just do our usual after-school kiss…”
Hearing his sincere answer, Yuna nodded as if she understood. Jihyeok let out a relieved breath, thinking she had accepted his feelings. But—
“If Jihyeok doesn’t want to do it, then I’ll do it.”
“...Huh?”
It seemed his girlfriend had completely misunderstood. He wanted to tell her no, but she grabbed his chin, forced his mouth open, looked at his tongue, and opened her own mouth, extending hers.
One second before their tongues would touch, Jihyeok realized there was no escape. He closed his eyes and summoned every ounce of self-control he had.
Then—
Beep beep.
“...Hm?”
“...What?”
The sound of someone opening the front door echoed from the entrance.
“...It was such an important moment. Who is it?”
Irritated that her deep kiss with her boyfriend had been interrupted, Yuna headed toward the entrance with an annoyed expression. Jihyeok, who had narrowly avoided a catastrophe, let out a huge sigh of relief.
“...Dad? Mom?”
A far greater crisis had just walked through the door.