Just Change My Clothes For Me, It's Too Much Bother
The sound of the apartment door next door opening and closing late in the evening made me bolt upright from the bed. I checked the time on my phone.
What kind of workout goes this late…? Or maybe she went out for drinks afterward?
Hmm, no way my sister would enjoy something like that… She’d probably be completely drained, like a sponge that’s been wrung out.
Sure enough, when I stepped into her room, she was sprawled face-down on the bed like a corpse. She didn’t even twitch when I came in.
Normally, the first thing she did after coming home was strip off everything below the waist—including her panties—but the fact that she hadn’t even managed that and had simply merged with the mattress told me she really was completely wiped out.
“Noona…? You alive in there…?”
“Ughhh… Namhyuk… you’re here…?”
Her voice was faint and fading in the dark room with the lights still off. I let out a small chuckle, walked over, and perched on the edge of the bed.
“Was it really that bad? What the hell did you even do over there?”
“…Don’t know… Don’t even wanna remember… I’m never going back…”
She answered weakly, face still buried in her pillow.
Even her exhausted, sulky replies were ridiculously cute. I couldn’t help reaching out to stroke her hair.
“Heh heh, I knew it. Didn’t I tell you it’d be too much?”
“No, I still decided to keep going to the gym with the club president…”
She lifted her tired face and grumbled at me. I widened my eyes in surprise.
“Huh? The club president suggested that to you? Or did you ask him?”
“…Well, the president is a junior in our department. When I said I couldn’t come out anymore, he told me to just work out with him instead… He’s literally an angel…”
“Really? Same department? What year is he?”
“…What year was he again? I don’t know, I can’t remember. My brain was completely fried today… Haaa…”
She let out a long, drawn-out yawn as if even talking was exhausting, then buried her face back into the pillow.
…She really must be wiped out. After years of only doing breathing exercises, suddenly pushing herself this hard—it made sense.
But still, lying there like that forever didn’t seem right…
“…Noona, shouldn’t you at least change your clothes? Doesn’t it feel gross staying like that?”
“Ughhh… Too much bother… I’ll just stay like this…”
“Aish, what the hell are you saying… Hurry up and change. You smell like sweat…”
“Uuu… I don’t wanna get up… Namhyuk, you change them for me…”
“Aish, what are you even—! Just change and text me. I’ll be in my room until then.”
“…Hup. Namhyuk. Stop right there.”
She urgently called out to me as I headed for the front door, stopping me in my tracks. Then she slowly rolled over on the bed, looked at me, and continued.
“…It’s a bet. If I win, you have to change my clothes for me…”
“What are you even saying… How am I supposed to change your clothes? Are you crazy?”
“Yeah. If you don’t like it, then just win~ Hehe.”
Wait, is she serious…? She’s at this age and casually asking someone to change her clothes like it’s nothing. Just how broken is her sense of decency…?
…Hold on. If I lose the bet, does that mean I get to see her completely naked? And not just see—actually touch her warm, sweat-slicked skin…?
Hmm. When I thought about it, it didn’t sound half bad.
As I stood there with my face slightly flushed and silent, she stretched both arms toward me like she wanted a hug and spoke in a languid voice.
“So come here~ Let’s lie down and compete.”
“W-what kind of competition…?”
When I reluctantly sat back down on the bed, she wrapped both arms tightly around my waist and said,
“I’m way too tired today, so let’s do something we can do while lying down. Hurry up and lie next to me.”
“No, what exactly are we even doing…?”
Instead of answering, she just kept tugging insistently at my collar, as if telling me to shut up and lie down already.
After hesitating for a moment, I eventually slid down and lay beside her.
We’d spent plenty of time lounging on the bed together looking at our phones, but this was the first time we’d lain face-to-face like this.
My mind was flooded with all sorts of wild fantasies, and I had to work hard to push them away.
Noona, completely unbothered, grinned playfully like always and whispered into my ear.
“…Okay. From now on, we’re doing a heartbeat race.”
“Heartbeat race…? What is that? Is that even a real game?”
I stared at her with a completely baffled expression—I’d never heard of anything so ridiculous. She giggled and explained.
“Hehe… I just made it up. It’s simple. From now on, whoever’s heart beats faster loses. Okay?”
I let out a dumbfounded laugh at the absurd explanation.
“What…? What kind of game is that…”
“Alright, starting now.”
Without any warning, she yanked me into a tight embrace and clung to me like a leech. My eyes flew wide open in shock.
“N-Noona…?”
Lying face-to-face on the bed and holding each other tightly, her soft breasts pressed flat against me like mochi.
At the same time, I could feel the steady thump of her heartbeat from her right breast, transmitted directly through our skin.
“…Thump… thump… thump… thump…”
She kept her eyes gently closed while hugging me, verbally mimicking the heartbeat she felt from me.
My own heart, racing with excitement, was obviously beating much faster than hers.
There was no helping it. Just lying this close to her was an overwhelming stimulus for me.
I had zero interest in winning this stupid bet, but the fact that she could feel every frantic beat so clearly was incredibly embarrassing.
I tried taking deep breaths to calm my pounding chest, but it had no effect. Noona’s face was slightly flushed as she smiled mischievously and whispered in my ear.
“Thump, thump, thump, thump… It’s getting faster and faster, hehe…”
“N-no, that’s just because you suddenly hugged me right at the start—I got startled… L-let’s do it again.”
“Wow~ Nice excuse. Even if we redo it, the result will be the same, right? Hehe…”
“Y-you little…”
At this point, I was getting more annoyed with her than focused on the bet itself. What guy in the world could stay calm while tightly hugging the girl he liked on a narrow bed?
I glared at her with an irritated expression, then suddenly pulled her into my arms with force.
“Ah…!”
Her slim waist was locked so tightly in my arms that she couldn’t move an inch, as if she’d been bound.
I was holding her so firmly that her soft belly sank inward, and I could even feel the pulsing of her organs inside.
Hugging her plush, squishy body felt exactly like holding a giant, fluffy cat in my arms.
“…How’s that? Now you know what it feels like…”
I muttered triumphantly as I looked at her. But the expression on her face was nothing like what I’d expected.
Her eyes were wide open, her ears flushed bright red, and she was staring up at me intently.
Only then did I notice that the pulse I could feel throughout her entire body was pounding much harder and faster than before.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump….
Her heart was racing so violently it seemed like it might burst out of her chest.
She must have felt it too, because she looked just as flustered as I had earlier, desperately trying to calm it down—but it was no use. The more she tried, the more wildly it hammered.
“…Ouch…”
“Ah! S-sorry…! Did that hurt?”
I quickly loosened my arms. She immediately pulled away from me and just blinked her large eyes for a while without saying anything.
…Oh crap… I went way too far. What if she gets mad…?
Feeling anxious, I carefully watched her expression and asked,
“A-are you okay, Noona…?”
“Huh? Y-yeah…! I’m totally, totally fine…”
She waved her hands frantically to reassure me. Then, as if trying to change the subject, she suddenly raised her voice in mock anger.
“T-that last one doesn’t count! I never said we should start again, so I already won before that! Any complaints?”
“Uh… No, not really… We’ll say you won, then.”
“Yeah! Notebook, notebook…”
She wriggled across the bed like a caterpillar crawling out of a TV, grabbed her notebook, and drew another heart in it. Then she showed it to me with a sly grin.
“Look, I’m already at five wins? Hehe.”
“Y-yeah… I guess I need to step up my game…”
I scratched my head with an awkward smile. Noona beamed, crawled back onto the bed, flopped down spread-eagle, closed her eyes, and murmured,
“Alright. Since I won, you have to change my clothes like you promised. From now on, I’m not moving a single finger.”
“You’re seriously making me do this…? What are you, a kindergartener…”
“Hehe… Hurry up.”
I stared at her with an exasperated expression as she laughed like a spoiled child. Then, pretending I had no choice, I climbed on top of her and muttered quietly,
“…Then I’m taking them off…?”
“Okay.”
She lay there with a perfectly calm face, eyes closed. I swallowed hard, extremely nervous, and slowly reached for the hem of her sports bra top.
W-was I really about to see her breasts? I thought it would happen much later… If I just pulled off this thin piece of fabric right in front of me, then underneath…
Suddenly, Noona’s eyes snapped open as if she’d realized something late. She glanced down toward her legs, then quickly sat up and covered her crotch with both hands.
Thanks to that, I nearly smashed my head into hers. I jerked back in surprise and grumbled,
“What the—what was that for…? You should at least say something before you move.”
“…Ah, sorry… But I just thought about it. I’ll change myself.”
“Huh…? Oh, uh, yeah… That’s probably for the best…”
What? Did her common sense suddenly come back online…? Of course that was the right thing to do, but… I felt a little disappointed.
In front of her, I let out a big sigh of relief as if I was glad, then got off the bed with a slightly regretful heart.
“…Then I’ll head back to my room. Call me when you’re done changing.”
“Ah, Namhyuk… I realized I should probably shower before changing… Um… Is it okay if we just hang out tomorrow instead…?”
“Huh…? Yeah, sure. You did work out after all… See you tomorrow, then.”
“Okay. Bye-bye~”
She smiled awkwardly and waved at me. I returned the awkward goodbye and went back to my own room.
What was that about…? Did my touch make her uncomfortable? Why the sudden change in attitude…?
While I was lost in deep confusion, I heard the faint sound of running water through the wall—apparently she had started showering next door.
She must have wanted to wash extra thoroughly that day, because the shower lasted an incredibly long time. For well over an hour, the splashing of water echoed nonstop.
Meanwhile, I lay in bed remembering the sensation of holding her so tightly earlier. My eyelids grew heavy, and I eventually drifted off to sleep.
