Bae Eunseo Falls in Love
One way or another, we ended up stepping into Eunseo’s place.
The last time I was kidnapped, the room had been too dark to make anything out, but now it was nothing short of a pigsty. Delivery-food cardboard boxes rolled across the floor, and clothes and trash bags had piled into mountains.
“Ah… Aaaaah?!!!!”
Apparently she hadn’t expected the state of her own house. Eunseo, standing right behind me, suddenly clapped her hands over my eyes.
“Ah, aah!!! Th-this!! This is, Puppy!! Th… that’s… a burglar!! Yeah, a burglar broke in and left it like this!!!”
“A… burglar?”
“Yeah yeah, a burglar. A burglar ate and slept here, trashed the place, and ran off.”
The first time I saw Eunseo outside she had been pure innocence itself, so this side of her left me a little thrown. And the way she was trying to blame a burglar for this filthy mess made a small laugh slip out of me.
After days of being raped with strange drugs, after living through that grinding hell, actual laughter finally broke free. Really, truly… how long had it been since I last laughed like this…
The simple fact that a day had come when I could laugh normally welled up so hard that tears started spilling from my eyes.
“Pu… Puppy??! Why, why… why are you crying??”
“No… I just don’t know. Suddenly… my chest is so full the tears won’t stop….”
“Ah… no, don’t cry, Puppy… why are you crying… if you cry like that I’ll get sad too….”
Eunseo came around from behind me, cupped both my cheeks in her hands, and kept wiping the tears away with her thumbs.
“Puppy, hmm? Please don’t cry… when Puppy cries I get sad, so let’s stop now, okay?”
“Uh… okay… I’ll try….”
Once the tears were cleared I could see her standing right in front of me. Whether she was truly thinking only of me or not, she stayed there watching until the crying stopped. The moment she saw my face properly, Eunseo smiled.
“Puppy, have the tears stopped now?”
“……Yeah….”
Compared to Minhi or Hayun noona she had no wealth, no figure, no strength worth mentioning—yet somehow warmth came off her. Was it only because I had been living such a wrecked life until now?
“Let’s go inside, Puppy.”
“Eunseo….”
“What is it, Puppy?”
“Instead of Puppy… call me by my name.”
“Huh?”
At that single sentence the snow-white skin that looked as soft and beautiful as fresh powder flushed bright red, and a faint wisp of steam seemed to rise from the top of her head.
“Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh… wh-wh-what are you s-saying like th-that—”
“I just… wanted you to call me by my name….”
“Ah, a-a-earlier… I, I d-did call you…… yo.”
Face still scarlet, she kept stammering, spun her back to me, and began scooping up the trash scattered across the floor.
“So you don’t want to call me by my name, Eunseo?”
“Ah, aaaaaah ah… no…… yo.”
The girl who had been speaking casually to me suddenly flustered and switched to formal speech. I moved over beside her and started bagging trash as well….
“Huh?”
“Ah??!”
A plain white pair of underwear with no color or shape at all snagged on the trash. I had already seen Eunseo naked and had sex with her; the time for my face to burn over something like this had long passed. I casually flicked the underwear free and started to ask her.
“Eunseo, this—”
“……Forg… et it….”
She snatched the underwear from my hand at lightning speed, shoved it into her pocket, and still stared at me with a red face. Why get so flustered over a scrap of cloth? After she had already drugged me and fucked me until nothing came out, what was there left to be embarrassed about?
Piece by piece we cleared the trash until the pigsty of a house looked almost clean.
“Pupp… no, Junhi oppa… th… take your top off quickly….”
“Huh? Why??”
Still flushed, she tugged at my clothes.
“Ah, earlier—the awl wound. We need to disinfect it right away….”
“Ahh… okay, got it.”
A cut this shallow would close on its own if left alone, but since she was the one who had made it, she clearly wanted to treat it herself. We had already done everything there was to do, so without a shred of shame I stripped my shirt off right there.
“Ah… you look a little thinner….”
I had been feeling the weight drop lately, but now it was obvious—flesh gone to the point that bone showed faintly. Even for someone who had always been slim, there used to be some softness; now the bones were starting to show.
“Th… Junhi oppa?”
“What?”
“Ah, no… I was just wondering if you might be hungry….”
Was this even the same Eunseo I knew? She was completely skittish—hard to put into words. Like she felt something for me yet couldn’t bring herself to come closer. After kidnapping me, after feeding me drugs and milking me dry, why act like this now?
“I am a bit hungry.”
I had eaten almost nothing, and from the moment my eyes opened until they closed again my semen had been wrung out of me. No time for real food—only love juices or delivery meals. Right now I could have eaten dog food.
“Th… then… I, I’ll cook something? Y… you put the medicine on by yourself?”
“Okay. It’s not like I can’t reach.”
Speaking in that strange mix of formal and casual, she pressed the medicine into my hand and disappeared into the kitchen right next to the room.
I’m going crazy. My head won’t work properly.
I do love Puppy—no, Junhi oppa—but today everything feels wrong. We’ve already had sex, seen each other naked, done every last thing there is to do, yet the absolute basics of dating—simple skinship, just saying a name—keep making my body react. My face won’t stop burning.
“Uuuu…….”
Every time I glance sideways and catch Junhi oppa bare-chested, dabbing medicine on the wound I carved into him… my heart starts hammering so hard it hurts. When we were having sex it never pounded like this. Why is my body doing this now?
Could this be… real love?
Why am I acting like some clueless virgin? Just being alone with him in my room is enough to make me so happy I could die. I wanted to monopolize him so badly—yet now, far from monopolizing anything, just imagining us laughing and holding hands like the couples out on the street…
“Ubuuuuuuu……….”
I grabbed the edge of the sink and sank straight down.
Get a grip… how can I get embarrassed over something this small….
A rare chance to have him all to myself has finally come; this is no time to space out.
I have to dye him in my color, fast.
All I should be thinking about is reclaiming the Junhi oppa those other bitches rewrote, making him mine again—so why are there so many stray thoughts today? I used to want him unable to do anything without me………. Why does that suddenly feel wrong?
I could pull the aphrodisiac from the cupboard, drop it in the food, and take him right now…. I fill the pot with water, reach for the aphrodisiac, then leave it untouched and just take out the ramen packet beside it.
He’s tired today, so I’ll let it slide. Yeah, yeah—it’s definitely just because he’s tired.
“Pupp…… no, Junhi oppa, can you open that table over there?”
“Ah, okay.”
The only food left in the house is ramen, but at least it’s high-calorie—it should be fine!
“For now… this is all there is… sorry.”
“Mm, no. I like ramen.”
I handed him chopsticks. Only the quiet sound of us eating ramen filled the room. Every time we were alone I used to plan and scheme what to do, but now that the moment is actually here the plans have vanished and my mind is blank white.
What do I even want?
Marriage? That’s a given, so skip it. A one-sided lover relationship? We already had sex—doesn’t that make us lovers for now? I already think of Junhi oppa as my lover… but does he think of me that way? The person who raped him?
Fuck…… this is bad….
There’s supposed to be a path from lovers to marriage, but I already wrecked the first step. Far from confessing, I started by kidnapping him because I couldn’t stand the thought of other bitches taking him—and every plan after that went sideways. Going after him while he was with that other girl and the two of us raping him together is another problem. Sitting here calmly letting ramen slide down my throat is not what I should be doing right now.
No matter how I look at it I’m fucked. After careful consideration: I am completely fucked.
No matter how kindly I treat him now, the image already burned into Junhi oppa’s head is “the bitch who raped me.”
……
Since it’s come to this, should I just go full bad intentions?
While eating I glanced at him. Whether the ramen was too spicy or not, he was fanning his tongue with his palm.
“Uuu… spicy….”
Cute….
No, no… that cute Junhi oppa… corrupt him with bad intentions?
No… that isn’t it, Eunseo. If I do well from at least this moment on, maybe he’ll turn his heart toward me.