Did You Get a Wax at the Shop?
"...Okay, should we do one last set, sunbae?"
Hyejung placed her hand on the 20kg kettlebell and asked with a bright smile. By then, an hour and a half had already passed since they started working out.
Jiyoung was sprawled across the chair like a corpse, drenched in sweat, and answered in a pitiful mumble.
"Y-yes..."
Hyejung smiled and was about to lift the kettlebell to begin squatting when her eyes suddenly flicked toward her phone lying on the floor. A message had arrived.
Even Jiyoung, who was standing close by, happened to catch a glimpse of the chat.
As expected, the president is a social butterfly unlike me. Going to a place like that with a friend... that's amazing...
Thinking that, Jiyoung spread her trembling legs and stood up.
"S-should we start now...?"
When Jiyoung stretched out both arms and asked cautiously, Hyejung looked up from her phone and smiled at her again.
"Yes, let's do it."
They finished the final set of squats while facing the mirror, then wiped the sweat from their foreheads with towels and headed back to the locker room.
Jiyoung was the type whose body retained a lot of water to begin with, and today's bodyweight squats alone had drained her completely. Her entire body was soaked in sweat, drenched beyond belief.
She desperately wanted to go straight home and collapse, but she remembered how Namhyuk had scolded her last time for smelling like sweat. So she figured she should at least take a shower before leaving.
While Jiyoung stood hesitating in front of her locker, Hyejung—right beside her—stripped off her clothes without the slightest hesitation, just as she had when they first arrived, and spoke to her energetically.
"Sunbae, the best part about this gym is that there's a sauna right next to the showers. Let's go in together and sweat it out."
"Ah, y-yes..."
Jiyoung answered reluctantly and began taking off her own clothes one by one, having no choice in the matter.
By the time Jiyoung had removed her top, Hyejung was already completely naked. Still in that state, Hyejung stood in front of the mirror attached to the locker room wall, checking the flesh around her hips and waist.
Then, as Jiyoung started to peel off her leggings, Hyejung turned around and said,
"Oh, sunbae. When you were squatting earlier, I noticed the lines from your leggings were showing a bit."
"Ah... you mean my p-panties..."
"Yeah. I mean, if you don't mind it then it's fine, but if it bothers you, try wearing what I wear."
With that, Hyejung opened her locker, pulled out her own panties, and held them right in front of Jiyoung's eyes. Jiyoung looked down at the thin, delicate fabric with a slightly flustered expression.
"Ah... so this is... a thong..."
"Yep. It's from the brand Oisho. I like these because they don't dig in down there. They're a bit expensive, but the material is nice so they last a long time. Want to touch them yourself?"
"Huh? Ah, n-no, it's okay..."
But before Jiyoung could finish, Hyejung grabbed her hand and placed it directly on top of the panties.
The smooth, soft thong was still warm from Hyejung's body heat and damp with sweat. Jiyoung rubbed the fabric with a bewildered look on her face.
"Ah... it does feel n-nice..."
"Right? They're comfortable, so try them sometime. I wear them almost every day at home because they're so easy to move in."
"I-I see..."
Jiyoung gave an awkward smile and nodded.
Of course, as someone who hated wearing panties, the very idea of putting them on at home was completely incomprehensible to Jiyoung. But they weren't close enough yet for her to confess something like that to Hyejung.
Hyejung smiled and tossed her panties back into the locker. After that, Jiyoung finished undressing completely, and the two of them headed to the sauna.
Luckily, not many women came to the gym at this hour. The sauna had only Hyejung and Jiyoung inside. They sat side by side on the wooden benches, staring blankly at the steaming vapor rising in front of them.
Then Hyejung suddenly stole a glance at Jiyoung, widened her eyes, and whispered softly.
"...By the way, sunbae, did you get a wax at a shop?"
"Pardon...? Ah, no, I didn't go anywhere..."
"Wait, then you did all that by yourself? That's insane. Can I touch it?"
"E-eh...? U-um... s-sure, go ahead..."
Without hesitation, Hyejung reached out and gently stroked Jiyoung's skin, examining it closely. Then she looked at her with an impressed expression.
"Wow, it's incredibly smooth all the way through. Not a single mark. How did you do it?"
"Uh... I just... trimmed it with scissors... and used a razor... h-haha..."
Hyejung's eyes grew wide as she asked in a surprised voice.
"What? You only did that and it turned out this pretty? Wow, I'm so jealous..."
Then Hyejung slightly spread her legs, looked down, and muttered gloomily.
"...I tried it myself about six months ago after watching a YouTube video. I bought tape from Olive Young and everything. It hurt so bad I thought I was going to die, and the results weren't even that great. So I stopped after that, and now it's all grown back... and I even have some growing out on the sides like this..."
"Ah, I-I see..."
"Do you have any tips? You must have practiced a lot to get this good on your own."
Hyejung was right. Jiyoung had been regularly grooming herself for a very long time, so she had become quite skilled at it.
It all stemmed from her determination that if she was going to live without wearing panties, she at least had to stay perfectly groomed.
She had seriously worried that her future husband might find her dark hair disgusting if he ever saw it while living together. That was the conclusion she had reached after much thought.
Of course, one might wonder why she didn't just wear panties at home if she was that worried, but that option simply didn't exist for Jiyoung.
"...First I look in the mirror and trim it short with scissors, then I apply a thick layer of Vaseline... and at the end I put on a lot of aloe..."
Hyejung diligently typed every tip Jiyoung shyly shared into her phone's notes app. Once she had finished, she smiled brightly and tilted her head.
"Thank you so much, sunbae. I'll try it when I get home today."
"...I'm glad it was h-helpful... haha..."
Hyejung grinned, then suddenly lifted her hips, pressed herself right against Jiyoung's side, and raised her phone high.
"Sunbae, should we take a selfie together? To celebrate your first time at the gym."
"Eh... r-right now...?"
"Yeah. I'll make sure nothing below shows, so don't worry."
Hyejung picked up her phone, opened the camera app, and adjusted the angle so only their faces were visible. Then she smiled and said,
"Here we go, sunbae. Want to strike a pose?"
Jiyoung, flustered, awkwardly held up a peace sign. Hyejung snapped the photo with a click and saved it, giggling.
"P-president, this is too embarrassing..."
"Hehe, you look pretty even like this. Can I post it on my Instagram? I'll cover your face."
"...If you just cover my face, then sure..."
"Wow, by the way, what cup size are you, sunbae? I've never seen anyone with breasts as big as yours in my entire life. Damn, even with both hands I can't cover them..."
"Um... the last time I measured was back in school..."
When Jiyoung whispered the answer into her ear, Hyejung covered her mouth in shock and muttered,
"No way... I didn't know the alphabet went that far..."
After that, the two of them chatted for about thirty minutes, taking a few more photos. When the heat started making their heads fuzzy, they left the sauna and showered. Then they returned to the locker room and dried their hair and bodies with towels.
Jiyoung usually didn't dry herself thoroughly at home, but she didn't want Hyejung to think she was strange, so she took the time to dry off more carefully than usual.
Afterward, before getting dressed, Hyejung and Jiyoung stood side by side in front of the mirror for a long time, diligently drying their hair with blow dryers. Jiyoung kept stealing glances at Hyejung's naked body reflected in the mirror and thought,
Looking at her like this, the president really is cute and pretty. Her face is super adorable, and her breasts and height are so petite... she looks like a delicate little doll. So this is the style Namhyuk likes?
Come to think of it, even her hair length is exactly what Namhyuk prefers. I'm so jealous...
With envious eyes, Jiyoung leaned slightly closer and said carefully,
"...President, your hair is really healthy..."
Hyejung let out a deep sigh and replied,
"Ah, this? Honestly, maintaining it is such a hassle. I've been thinking about just cutting it short like you, sunbae."
"Hiek... b-but it looks so pretty right now..."
"Ahaha, thank you. Are you trying to grow yours out?"
"Yes, I was thinking of starting to grow it from now on..."
"Heh, it looks really good on you the way it is now... Why the sudden decision?"
"Ah, um... I just thought it would look pretty..."
When Jiyoung averted her eyes and gave a vague answer, Hyejung smiled mischievously and asked slyly,
"Is it because of a guy around you, sunbae?"
"E-eh... i-it's not like that..."
Jiyoung waved her hands frantically, her face turning bright red. Hyejung burst out laughing and said,
"Wow, whoever he is, he's really lucky. You have to tell me about him later. This is going to be fun, hehe..."
"Ahaha... y-yeah, maybe..."
Finally, after leaving the gym, they said their goodbyes in front of the building. Jiyoung bowed politely.
"...Thank you so much for spending the whole day with someone as pathetic as me, President..."
Hyejung laughed and waved her hands dismissively.
"Ahaha, what are you saying? I had so much fun with you today, sunbae. Let's work out together again next time."
"I-I'd be really grateful if you would."
"Then I'll head to class now. Get home safely."
"Yes...! See you next time...!"
They waved at each other and were about to part ways when Hyejung suddenly remembered something and came running back, grabbing Jiyoung.
"...Ugh, I almost forgot. Sunbae, do you want to come with me tomorrow to my friend Sehee's aunt's shop for a skin massage? She said she can do up to three people for basically free."
Sehee's aunt's shop...? Is she talking about that KakaoTalk message that came to the president's phone earlier...? She's really inviting someone like me—a total loner—to a place like that? Is she an actual angel?
"Ah... are you sure it's okay to give someone like me such an amazing opportunity...?"
"Of course, sunbae. You'll come with me, right?"
When Hyejung smiled as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, Jiyoung finally broke into a bright smile and nodded vigorously.
"Yes, I'll definitely go. Thank you...!"
"Hehe, it's nothing. I'll text you the time and details later!"
"Okay...!"
After that, Jiyoung watched Hyejung's back as she dashed off like the wind. Then she turned around, smiling from ear to ear, and walked lightly toward the apartment where Namhyuk would soon return.
Even though there were a few embarrassing moments in between, she's really a good person. I have to get closer to her...
