Harina 3: Cum-Stained Secrets
Saturday morning, Harina woke up with a pounding hangover that felt like her head was splitting open. Her neck and back ached from sleeping on U Jeong's studio sofa. She groaned, slowly pushing herself upright.
"Ah… fuck… why the hell did I drink so much…"
U Jeong came out of the bathroom, chuckling. "Cursing already in the morning? I'll make you some toast. Eat before you head out."
Harina shook her head.
"Nah, I think I'll just go home. Got a ton of questions now…"
"Questions about what? You aren't seriously going to dig through the trash, are you?"
Harina gave a sheepish smile. "No… just… curious what Mom's really hiding. See you tomorrow."
"Then get going quick. Text me what you find!"
Harina hurriedly changed and headed home. The morning air was crisp and refreshing, easing her hangover bit by bit.
When she got home, the entrance was quiet. Harina carefully opened the door and slipped inside. The living room was empty. Glancing at the clock, it was still 9 a.m. on a Saturday—everyone must be sleeping in.
Might as well check Mom's room first…
Harina tiptoed to her mom's bedroom door. It was slightly ajar. Peeking through the crack, she saw the room was empty, the bed neatly made.
Mom's already up?
Harina crept inside, muffling her footsteps. The room looked as tidy as always, but something felt subtly off. The perfume scent was stronger than usual, and the bedsheets had been changed.
The trash can…
Harina approached the small bin next to the vanity and peered inside cautiously.
"Huh…"
Inside, crumpled tissues sat alongside a balled-up pair of black lingerie. Harina hesitated, then pinched it delicately between her thumb and forefinger, lifting it out.
"What the…"
It was definitely Mom's. A lacy bra, with a white, crusty stain dried stiff on the front cups.
"Eww… no way…"
Harina's face flushed crimson. It was unmistakably cum-stained underwear. The hardened patches suggested someone had wiped a massive load right on it.
She flung it back into the bin and shook her hand vigorously.
So she really does have a boyfriend…
Harina was dumbfounded. Seeing actual evidence made it hard to believe. Her strict, conservative mom had brought a guy home and fucked him? Right here?
Just then, water running came from the bathroom. Harina bolted out of the room and headed to the kitchen.
Hadojin was there, chugging water. Dressed in running gear, his sweat-soaked T-shirt clung to his chiseled physique. Harina felt her cheeks heat up instantly. The raw masculine scent hit her hard.
"Oh, Harina. You're back early?"
Hadojin set down the bottle, his voice deeper and more confident than before.
"Yeah… just got in."
Harina forced an awkward smile and opened the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water. As she drank, she wondered,
Should I tell Oppa about this?
"Oppa…"
"Yeah?"
Calling him "Oppa" brought a pleased glow to Hadojin's face.
"Anything weird happen last night?"
Hadojin's expression tightened briefly. He paused before answering. "Nah, nothing special. Why?"
"Just… Mom told us to sleep over elsewhere, which was weird. You did too, right?"
Hadojin shrugged. "So?"
"I just went into Mom's room… and found something strange."
Hadojin's eyes widened. "What? What was it?"
"Just… curious, you know. But…"
Harina bit her lip, hesitating.
"But what?"
"There was cum-stained underwear in the trash can."
Hadojin's face went pale. He was speechless for a moment.
"R… really?"
"Yeah. Looks like Mom's got a boyfriend. Probably why she made us sleep out last night."
Hadojin took a sip of water, composing himself. "Could be."
"What do you think, Oppa? Mom bringing a guy over?"
Hadojin fell silent for a beat. "Who knows… Mom gets lonely living alone. It happens."
Harina nodded. Then the bathroom door opened. They both turned.
An Hyeonmi emerged, wrapped in a pink robe, towel around her wet hair. Her cheeks were flushed, skin radiant.
"Oh, Rina. Eaten breakfast yet?"
Harina gave an awkward grin. "No, Mom. Just got here. Hehe."
"Want me to make something?"
"Nah, I'm good. Gonna shower and chill."
Harina headed to the bathroom. Brushing past Mom, she spotted something odd near her chest. The robe draped in a way that made her nipples protrude more than usual. Like something was attached.
No way…
Harina hid her shock and shut the bathroom door. Staring in the mirror, she thought,
Mom got her nipples pierced? Holy shit…
Under the shower, her mind raced. Cum-stained underwear, piercings… What the hell was going on with Mom?
Back in her room after drying off, Harina flopped onto her bed, staring at the ceiling. She texted U Jeong.
Harina sighed. What now? Couldn't ask Mom directly, but ignoring it felt impossible.
Maybe grill Oppa more?
She got up and went to Hadojin's room, knocking hesitantly. "Oppa, can I come in?"
"Yeah, come on."
His room was way neater than before. Thick books stacked on the desk, workout schedule on the wall. Hadojin sat on the bed with his laptop, now in gym shorts and a plain tee—no more baggy clothes.
Harina was struck again by his transformation.
"What's up?"
She sat on the edge of his bed. "Oppa… be honest. Mom's been acting weird lately, right?"
Hadojin closed his laptop and looked at her. "Weird how?"
"Everything. Suddenly making us go out every Friday, and I just saw what looks like nipple piercings on her chest."
Hadojin's eyes widened briefly, then calmed. "Piercings? How'd you spot that?"
"When she came out of the bathroom in her robe, something was sticking out at her nipples."
Hadojin pondered. "Makes sense. Mom's got her own life."
"But why so sudden? That's not her style at all…"
He shrugged. "People change. Like me."
Harina stared at him. True—Oppa was a total glow-up. No more loser vibes; now confident and fit.
"Why'd you change so much?"
He hesitated. "Just… realized I couldn't keep going like that. You always teased me as an egenam…"
Harina blushed. U Jeong was right.
"Sorry… for calling you that."
"It's fine. It was the kick I needed."
Curiosity struck. "Oppa… about Mom's boyfriend. You okay with it?"
His expression shifted subtly. "Why ask me? I'm just her kid, like you."
"But you're a guy—you'd know better."
He sighed. "Rina, Mom's human too. She gets lonely, wants someone. Not our place to meddle."
Harina nodded. Logical. But still weird. "Piercings though… that's wild."
Hadojin smiled. "She was a model back in the day. Maybe that wild side's back."
Harina mulled it over. Then it hit her. "Oh yeah! Oppa, U Jeong's coming over tomorrow."
Hadojin looked puzzled. "Suddenly? Why?"
Harina grinned awkwardly. "Said she wants to see you."
"Me? Why?"
"Uh… she's curious about your glow-up. Thinks you're hot now…"
A grin spread on Hadojin's face. "Huh. Fun."
Harina felt a twinge of discomfort. Didn't like him eyeing U Jeong.
"Just say hi quick. Don't overthink it."
He chuckled and nodded. "Got it. Quick hello tomorrow."
Harina stood. "Gonna head back to my room."
"Yeah. Oh, Rina."
"Yeah?"
"Don't stress Mom's stuff. She's got her own life—celebrate it. Play dumb till she tells us."
Harina nodded, but unease lingered. Back in her room, she stared at the ceiling. Everything felt off. Mom with a boyfriend and piercings, Oppa transformed. And her… seeing Oppa differently.
Why am I like this?
She buried her face in the pillow, heart pounding just from being near him. Total chaos.
Then Mom's voice from outside. "Harina, lunch soon?"
Harina sighed deeply and got up. "Yeah, Mom. Be right there."
She fixed her face in the mirror, steeling herself. Act normal. If Mom's happy, support it, right?
In the kitchen, Mom and Hadojin were at the table. Mom looked even more radiant; Hadojin oddly satisfied.
"Whoa, new necklace, Mom?"
Harina lightly touched the chain at An Hyeonmi's neck. Ting-a-ling. At the same moment, a faint bell tinkled from under the table.