Chapter 59
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: Model (1)
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The next day.
Sunday morning.
A message from Ayoung popped up.
[Lee Ayoung] Whatcha doing?
[Me] Gaming
Reply came right away.
[Lee Ayoung] Pathetic loser
I chuckled and turned back to my monitor.
What the hell.
This girl who bawls her eyes out after one smack on the ass.
Tap.
Ayoung messaged again.
[Lee Ayoung] You haven't eaten lunch, right?
[Me] Nah
[Lee Ayoung] Go wash up and come down. Let's grab food.
[Me] Now?
[Lee Ayoung] I'll buy you tonkatsu
Oh.
Tonkatsu?
She's buying?
[Lee Ayoung] You coming or not?
Yeah.
Better than rotting at home gaming all weekend.
[Me] Deal
[Lee Ayoung] Parking lot in 30
[Me] OK
I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower and got ready to head out.
Right on time, I went down to the parking lot and saw Lee Ayoung pulling her car out.
'Oh. What's this.'
She beat me here?
I figured she'd make me wait at least ten minutes.
The driver's side window rolled down, and Ayoung said,
"Get in."
Rustling came from behind.
Choi Yujeong and Kim Sujin were coming down the stairs.
Yujeong spotted me and said,
"What? Kim Minwoo, you coming too?"
Pot calling the kettle black.
No part-time job today?
Oh. It's their day off, huh?
The cafe closes every other Sunday, looks like today was it.
I hopped in the back seat, Sujin slid in next to me, and Yujeong took shotgun.
"We good?"
Ayoung said.
Yujeong buckled up and grumbled,
"Ugh, Kim Minwoo, you should've taken the front. No manners."
Sujin next to me met my eyes for a split second, then whipped her head to look out the window.
In that brief glance, I could feel everything she was feeling.
A touch of embarrassment about becoming fuckbuddies with that loser Kim Minwoo, and her deliberately keeping distance so the others wouldn't catch on.
'Maybe not.'
But my gut was telling me otherwise.
The car pulled out.
The quiet Kim Sujin finally spoke up.
"How long's the shoot gonna take?"
Ayoung turned the wheel and replied,
"Not long. Maybe thirty minutes?"
Huh?
Shoot what?
Yujeong asked,
"Shouldn't we just hire a pro model, even if it's pricey?"
"No need. Too expensive anyway."
Ayoung answered.
It clicked.
'Shit...'
Tonkatsu, my ass.
Kim Sujin glanced at my face and said,
"Minwoo looks totally clueless. You didn't know?"
Ayoung peeked at me in the rearview.
"I told you last time, right? To model for the mall. That's where we're going. Shoot first, tonkatsu after."
"..."
More worry than feeling duped.
I get super awkward in photos.
I just squeezed my eyes shut, saying nothing.
'No point refusing anyway.'
We were already far from home.
'Whatever.'
I decided to go with the flow, detached.
From what I knew, Ayoung's office wasn't far.
Soon enough, Ayoung said,
"Let's grab some snacks. Kim Minwoo, hop out."
She pulled over to the roadside.
In front of a convenience store.
Yujeong unbuckled and said,
"I'll come too. Need to grab something."
I muttered with my eyes closed,
"Then I'll stay in the car."
Ayoung, hazards on, got out muttering,
"Jeez, what a wuss."
Ayoung and Yujeong headed into the store.
Just me and Sujin left in the car.
A moment of silence.
She cleared her throat awkwardly and said,
"Ahem... Hey."
"...?"
"Don't tell the others, okay?"
"What."
"Yesterday."
Sujin said curtly.
"Fuckbuddies?"
"..."
She smacked my arm lightly.
Like I shouldn't use such crass words.
After agreeing to fuckbuddies yesterday and going at it twice in the heat.
'Now you're embarrassed?'
Weird seeing Kim Sujin, who never showed shame, act like this.
She sneaked a glance at me and spoke up.
"If you don't wanna do it anymore, we don't have to."
"Why? Regretting it?"
Sujin snorted.
"Bullshit. I like your dick, okay? If you end up getting a girlfriend or something, you might regret messing with me, so I'm saying it now."
"You planning on getting a boyfriend?"
"Eh... Not for a while."
"Hm. Me neither."
"Just keep that in mind. Even if you do get a girlfriend."
Sujin turned toward me.
"I'm still gonna use that dick of yours."
"...?"
I stared at her, baffled.
Sujin made a face like I was the idiot.
"What, you gonna cut me off the second you get a girl? No loyalty?"
"..."
"Anyway, I'm using it till I'm sick of it, got it? Speak up now if you don't want."
"Got a question."
I glanced out the window at the convenience store, then scooted next to Sujin.
She looked at me, flustered.
"Is fuckbuddies just about fucking? Or—"
I threw my arm around her shoulders and grabbed her tit.
Surprisingly, she stayed put.
I kneaded her breast under her tee and said,
"Does that mean we can do this anytime?"
Sujin didn't answer.
Instead, flushed, she reached between my legs.
And stroked my cock through my pants.
I leaned in close to her lips and whispered,
"If it's on, let's keep going."
The words barely out, Sujin kissed me.
No hesitation—we locked lips and tangled tongues right away.
Knowing the others would be back soon, we broke after a few swirls.
After the kiss, I pulled back to my side.
Sujin cackled.
"Ha, fuck. Heh."
"What."
I glanced around, embarrassed.
Sujin leaned her head back against the seat lazily and said,
"Just... It's funny that I'm your fuckbuddy now."
I turned to look out the window silently.
"Even if you get a boyfriend?"
"Do what you want~ Not like you're gonna anyway."
The car was quiet.
Not awkward—the kiss had us both heated, just cooling off before the others returned.
No others, and we'd be stripping in the back seat right now.
Sujin muttered at her phone,
"Whenever you wanna fuck, just head to the fourth floor. Don't play dumb—pull it out nice and obedient. Got it?"
"...Anytime? What if we get caught?"
She was checking OnlyFans comments.
"So what if we get caught and lose two sessions?"
"Huh?"
"What're they gonna do about it?"
Whoa.
"...Yeah."
Total chaos then.
They'd demand shoots anytime too.
No fixed days means I control it—puts me in the power position?
Sujin said,
"So just don't get caught. That's the deal."
I nodded.
Then asked,
"I can come down whenever I want too, right?"
Sujin, phone in hand, smirked.
"Sure. But you wanna with me?"
"Why not?"
"Ayoung and Yujeong are here too. We rotate every day except one a week. Pretty luxurious already, no?"
She turned to me.
Eyes met; I looked away and mumbled,
"Shoots... and just doing it... are different."
Sujin chuckled lightly in agreement, then back to her phone.
She fiddled with it and said,
"No shoots, and if the other's asking—don't refuse unless there's a real reason. Without getting caught by the others. You feel?"
No refusing.
How much fucking are we talking?
"Won't you be tired after work?"
"That's the weird part."
"Huh?"
Sujin pocketed her phone, propped one leg on the seat, and turned to me.
"Weird, right? Ever since with you, I don't get tired anymore. Stamina boost or something."
"You nearly pass out from creampies."
She smacked my thigh.
"Dumbass, wanna die? Talking everyday life."
"Oh."
I rubbed my thigh sheepishly.
Sujin pointed at me.
"You. Watch yourself."
"For what."
"...Don't get cocky just 'cause it's big."
The girl who moans like crazy when I pound her—cute.
"Me?"
I grinned.
Her face flushed red.
"Seriously, one of these days... Just you wait. I'm plotting."
Ayoung and Yujeong came out of the store.
I nodded to signal them; Sujin straightened up.
Ayoung opened the door, tossed me a bag of snacks and stuff, and shut it.
Yujeong got in shotgun and turned to us.
"You two didn't fuck while we were gone, did you?"
Kim Sujin let out a hollow laugh.
"What kinda nonsense is that."
Ayoung, in the driver's seat, said to Yujeong,
"Would Sujin do that to you?"
"What'd I do."
Ayoung whipped around to me.
"Tell the truth. You did it while teaching her English."
I exchanged a look with Yujeong, then shook my head.
"Huh? No?"
Ayoung turned back and said,
"Sujin, see? His eyes just darted. They totally did it."
Yujeong protested her innocence.
"We didn't!"
"Yeah, sure~ I don't buy it."
Ayoung started the car.
Sujin ignored them, scrolling her OnlyFans channel on her phone.
Her crossed legs radiated some inexplicable ease.