Chapter 99
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 99
Chapter Title: Why Only Me (1)
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I was flustered.
No matter how startled she might have been, I never imagined Yujeong would throw herself into my arms like that.
Just last week, when we went grocery shopping together, hadn't she said she hated it when couples got all lovey-dovey in public?
Countless eyes at the bus stop were now fixed on us.
I quietly wrapped an arm around her waist, positioning her to stand beside me so she wouldn't feel embarrassed.
Yujeong finally seemed to realize what she'd done.
Her face flushed as she awkwardly scratched her neck.
"Ahem."
"Missed me that much, huh?"
Yujeong nudged me lightly with her hip and muttered,
"N-No, I just did it to be nice."
"Let's go."
I naturally took her hand.
Yujeong didn't resist, interlocking her fingers with mine.
Maybe because we'd already crossed that physical line first, our emotional progress felt like it was speeding up too.
"Where we headed? What about your stuff?"
"Dropped it off at home first."
"You just got here?"
"Mm..."
Yujeong shot me a sideways glare.
It was like she was saying, Don't lie.
"I got here earlier and unpacked a bit."
Yujeong bit her lower lip slightly, eyeing me with suspicion.
"No way."
"...?"
"You didn't... see your girlfriend after two days and bang some other girl first, did you?"
"Ahem. Ahem."
"Wait... seriously?"
Yujeong raised her fist.
That little fist seemed to whine pitifully.
I didn't want a scene where I got punched in the solar plexus by my girlfriend on the street, so I quickly made excuses.
"Ayoung texted me yesterday that it was her shooting day and asked to film. I figured better to get it done quick so I could spend the whole day dating you."
Yujeong made a face like fine, whatever and lowered her fist.
"Something about this pisses me off... but since you didn't lie, I'll let it slide."
I decided to play on her sympathy here.
"You know, I could've skipped doing it with Ayoung."
"...?"
"When I got home and climbed to the third floor, I heard a huge commotion from 303."
"From Ayoung's room?"
"Yeah. Some guy's voice."
"A guy?"
Yujeong's eyes widened as she hooked her arm through mine.
Honestly, while I was with Ayoung, I'd thought, Yeah, these tits are plenty.
But now with my girlfriend's massive boobs rubbing against my arm, that thought vanished in an instant.
I kept going.
"Yeah. So I went to check what was up, and there was Ayoung's oppa."
"Ugh, that thug? That jerk from before who hit you on the... Never mind."
Yujeong clearly didn't want to dredge up bad memories for me.
"Yeah, the one who slapped my face."
"...You remember?"
"Listen."
"Okay."
"Anyway, that guy's there to borrow Ayoung's car. Said he was going on a trip for his anniversary with his girlfriend."
"What? Then how's Ayoung supposed to get to work? No bus there."
"Right? So I butted in. He tried to snatch the keys, and I told him to give them back."
Yujeong stopped dead in her tracks.
"And? Did he hit you?"
She looked ready to chase down Lee Jinhyuk right then.
"Huh? No? I hit him."
"Huh?"
Yujeong seemed shocked that I'd hit someone.
"He swung at my face like back in high school. But I blocked it like this—smack."
"Ooh. Ooh."
"Once I blocked, he got mad? So I hit him. After one punch, he couldn't think straight and just kept blocking."
Yujeong snickered and started walking again.
"Good job. Good job. That punk's all talk anyway. He just runs with a gang."
"Yeah, seemed like it. Beating him felt pretty damn good, though."
"...That loser won't do something petty like sue over it, right?"
"Nah, we made up."
"Huh? How?"
I shrugged.
"Ayoung told him to apologize first. Said she'd cover the rental and hotel if he did."
"Sigh. Ayoung's got it rough with an oppa like that."
"So I said sorry for hitting him too, and we made up. Turns out it was their third anniversary. I thought it was like the hundredth day or something."
"Oh, yeah. I heard. He's surprisingly devoted to his girl."
"Perfect timing too—his parents had a ton of unused flight miles. So she booked them New Zealand tickets."
"Whoa, insane."
"Why? ...Too much of a pushover?"
Yujeong shook her head.
"Nah? Super cool."
"Really?"
"My boyfriend's such a big man."
Yujeong slapped my butt lightly with the hand hooked in my arm.
I grinned and asked,
"How cool?"
Yujeong glanced around, then whispered,
"Cool enough I wanna suck you off right now?"
I felt blood rushing downstairs.
"Ahem. Save the best for later then."
"Yes, sir. I'll suck you off to the best of my ability."
Yujeong replied in a small but disciplined voice.
"Here."
We'd arrived at our destination.
"What? Escape room?"
I went inside with her.
*
We were sitting across from each other in a dessert cafe.
"Try this. It's good. Ahh—"
Yujeong scooped cake onto a fork and brought it to my mouth.
"...People are watching."
Yujeong narrowed her eyes.
"5. 4. 3."
"Ahh—"
I let her feed me the cake.
Truth be told, no one was looking at us, but it still felt awkward being fed.
"Good?"
"Yeah."
I nodded.
It tasted better because she fed me.
Yujeong sipped her coffee through the straw, saw me, snickered, and gently stroked my hair.
"Why?"
"Huh? Just."
"Why aren't you eating?"
"I don't like sweets much."
"No such thing."
I scooped cake onto the fork and held it to Yujeong's mouth the same way.
"Eat."
"I'll gain weight."
Yujeong muttered softly, then parted her lips like she couldn't help it.
I fed her the cake.
"Aww, good girl."
Yujeong chewed the cake, met my eyes, blushed, and looked away.
She stirred her coffee with the straw and said,
"You, ahem. But. You were good."
"At what?"
"Earlier. The escape room. We got out without using a single hint."
"Eh, no big deal. Haha."
"I wasn't much help."
Yujeong pouted her lips sullenly.
"Not helpful? In the second room, the staff stopped you from breaking the wall."
"...That was just being a nuisance."
"No, that let us rule out that wall. So we solved it faster."
"Oh."
"Didn't you have fun, Yujeong?"
I wiped a bit of cake from the corner of her mouth.
"No. It was more fun than I thought?"
She grinned and continued,
"Watching you solve it was fun."
"Sounds like you're just saying that to be nice."
"No, really fun."
Yujeong leaned in to whisper,
"You were kinda hot?"
I whispered back,
"It's getting hard."
Yujeong burst out laughing and smacked my arm.
"You perv. Kek."
I told her,
"Got a present for you."
"Whoa, really?"
"It's at home. I'll show you when we get back."
Yujeong eyed me suspiciously.
"Not something weird, right?"
"Just clothes."
"Not like, slutty stuff?"
"No."
"Okay, then fine."
I glanced around and stroked her waist.
"What if it was slutty? You wouldn't wear it?"
"...Dunno."
Yujeong, embarrassed, cut a small piece of cake and ate it.
I asked her,
"Anything happen in the last two days?"
"Worked part-time, edited videos at home, drank with the girls. That's it."
"Sounds productive."
"Hey."
Yujeong looked at me seriously, like she had something to say.
Damn.
Who's girlfriend is this? She's gorgeous.
Short hair's hard for girls to pull off, but she nails it.
"Heard from the girls?"
"What?"
"That..."
Yujeong scratched her head and muttered,
"We were drinking with Sujin and Ayoung, and..."
"Yeah."
"Somehow, we decided to do shoots whenever, no schedule."
"...?"
I looked at Yujeong in surprise.
"You just let that happen?"
Yujeong sighed.
"Couldn't help it. If I objected, it'd look suspicious as hell."
"Not easy."
This meant it'd only be a matter of time before they found out we're dating.
Especially if the girls started coming to my place more often.
"Or I could just hang at your place all the time? Pretend we're already doing it if they show up."
"Mm... dunno if that'll work. We'll try it for now."
Yujeong nodded.
"Yeah. No worries. They have some pride—they won't ask to do it every day."
...They might.
I'd been doing it almost daily with Sujin.
Then Yujeong smacked my arm like she'd remembered something.
"Right. Hey. Shit. You and Kim Sujin do it every morning? You trying to die?"
I shrugged and rolled out my prepared excuse.
"What can I do? If she doesn't in the morning, she'll come up at night asking. Then I can't be with you. Imagine if Sujin caught us."
"..."
"Ayoung's less perceptive, so it worked. With Sujin, we'd be busted right away."
"...Think so?"
"Definitely."
Yujeong seemed somewhat convinced.
She glanced at me slyly and muttered,
"You know their boobs and asses got bigger."
"Yeah."
"Maybe... that's..."
Yujeong fidgeted with her fingers on the table.
"...?"
"Wouldn't it be nice if mine got bigger too?"
"No, no. Absolutely not. You're perfect as is."
"Doesn't it feel weird? Why am I the only one unchanged?"
Yujeong looked at me.
"Me too."
"...?"
She continued,
"I've imagined getting pregnant."