Chapter 43
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: Passionate Reunion
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Park Ha-yeon's darkened expression brightened in an instant.
The brightness didn't last long.
"Hey! Piggy!"
Her shout was laced with resentment and bitterness.
"You wanna die? Why show up now? Do you know how long I waited for you? Do you have any idea how disappointed I was when you didn't show without a word?"
Park Ha-yeon's fists pounded against Jin-seong's chest, her knee jabbing his thigh.
But none of it hurt.
Even in her aggressive display, she never actually put any real force behind the blows.
"Sorry. I'm really sorry. Something urgent came up that I had to handle right away. Things were so hectic I completely forgot to text."
"...Was it that urgent?"
"Yeah, a close dongsaeng of mine almost got tangled up with some shady company. I was so wrapped up in fixing it, my head was spinning. Sorry."
He apologized.
"...Fine, apology accepted. Just make sure you contact me next time."
"Got it. I promise. Next time, I'll text no matter what."
Park Ha-yeon's momentum softened.
"But, Ha-yeon, did you miss me? Were you waiting for me? Were you disappointed I didn't come?"
"Are you crazy?! Why would I miss a creepy pig like you? No way! Absolutely, positively, never ever!"
Park Ha-yeon's cheeks flushed red.
"I'm honored. The stunning beauty Park Ha-yeon missed me."
"Ugh, seriously, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop smirking like that! And I didn't miss you, Piggy!"
"Okay, okay. No more smirking. You didn't miss me. You weren't disappointed. Happy now?"
Shy, with words and actions that were total opposites—that was Park Ha-yeon.
To Jin-seong, she just looked adorable and lovable.
"Ha-yeon."
"What?"
He didn't answer her question. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her waist. Their stomachs pressed together.
"I missed you so much."
"Really...?"
"Yeah, really. At work, at the gym, I kept thinking about you the whole time."
"Liar..."
"It's true! Honest! Dead serious! No lie!"
"......"
"Why are you so gorgeous today? You're like a goddess."
"......"
Park Ha-yeon averted her gaze.
She mumbled hesitantly.
"I... actually missed you too, oppa."
"Really?"
"Yeah... You look cool today too."
"Thanks."
"I was a little upset you didn't come."
"Sorry."
"It's okay. You came eventually, even if late."
He gently brushed back the strands of hair fluttering in the wind.
As Jin-seong leaned in closer for a kiss,
Park Ha-yeon tilted her head up slightly. She squeezed her eyes shut.
*Smack.*
Their lips met.
*Smooch.*
Their tongues tangled wildly.
*Smack.*
They pulled each other into a fierce embrace.
Delicious.
Park Ha-yeon's lips were moist. Her tongue was soft. Her saliva was slick.
Ha-yeon's lips are so tasty.
He felt drunk on her lips. Addicted to her slick saliva.
The emotional high was insane. Sweetly maddening, blissfully happy.
For a good long while.
Until their breaths grew ragged.
"Haa... haa......"
"Hah... hah......"
They finally broke the kiss.
Still locked in each other's arms, they made eye contact.
"Had dinner?"
"Yeah."
"Hungry?"
"A little?"
"Wanna grab a drink?"
"Nah."
"How about some late-night snacks?"
"Yeah, sounds good."
"Anything you're craving?"
"Chicken?"
"Perfect. Chicken it is."
"Mhm."
They kissed again.
"Isn't that a bit too obvious?"
"What?"
"Something's poking my stomach?"
"Can't help it. You're too pretty."
It was unavoidable.
Hugging and kissing a beauty like this? No way he wasn't getting hard.
"Oppa, you wanna do it with me?"
"Hell yeah. Who wouldn't?"
"Sorry, but not tonight."
It was that time of the month.
"Next time?"
"Nope. Still no."
"Don't wanna sleep with me?"
"Yeah, don't."
"Alright, let's go get that chicken."
"Sulking?"
"Nope."
"You look sulky."
"I'm not sulking."
"You are. Totally sulking."
"Sigh, come on, chicken time."
"B-before we go."
Park Ha-yeon glanced around.
It was a secluded spot.
No one nearby.
"Wanna kiss?"
She asked.
"Yeah."
They kissed the moment he answered.
Hm?
Lost in devouring her lips, Jin-seong couldn't help but wonder.
Park Ha-yeon had grabbed his hand and pulled it toward her.
Their eyes met.
Oh......
That's when he got it.
Jin-seong's hand slipped under her clothes. Past her bra, grasping her breast.
Soft and squishy.
He gently rubbed her nipple.
Because of her period?
It felt a tiny bit bigger than last time.
Perfection.
Kissing Park Ha-yeon.
Her breasts.
Absolute perfection.
A smile crept onto his face from the sheer happiness.
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If it weren't for that time of the month today... I might've gotten swept up in the mood and slept with oppa...
I'm not some slutty girl... Not an easy girl... But seeing oppa sulk like that... I let him touch my breasts...
Jin-seong thought he should pretend to sulk more often for real.
Sulking = Getting to fondle Park Ha-yeon's big, soft breasts.
"Feeling better?"
"Yeah."
"Idiot. Don't sulk. Guys look ugly when they do."
Squish squish squish
Smoosh smoosh smoosh
Squeeze pinch squeeze
Plush plush plush
He groped her breasts to his heart's content.
*Smooch suck suck*
*Smack smooch smack smack*
He kissed her to his heart's content too.
I should honestly pay double taxes.
Or maybe triple?
He'd hit the jackpot.
"Half seasoned, half fried, please. And two draft beers."
"Sure thing."
The draft beers arrived.
*Clink!!*
They toasted.
He chugged it down. Crisp and fizzy. Smooth and bittersweet.
"Ahh!"
Pure bliss. This is living, this is happiness.
"Piggy, wanna hang out this weekend?"
"Oh yeah, let's do it."
"The bibimbap shop owner thanked me for covering the late shift and gave me two theater tickets as a gift. Wanna go together?"
A beauty asking him on a date?!
Park Ha-yeon suggesting theater?!
You learn something new every day.
He felt like the ultimate underdog had risen to the top.
"Why no answer? Don't wanna?"
"No way! Absolutely not. I love it. Hell yeah. I'm thrilled just thinking about going to the theater with you."
"Pfft, you like me that much?"
"Yeah. A ton. I told you earlier, right? Couldn't stop thinking about you all day. Got scolded for spacing out missing you."
"Tch, dummy."
The corners of Park Ha-yeon's mouth crept upward.
She loved how Jin-seong gazed at her with affection. Loved how he openly called her pretty.
Her heart tickled.
Back at the dorm.
"Hee hee."
He was indescribably happy.
So delicious.
Everything was.
The chicken, the pickled radish, the draft beer, Ha-yeon's lips, her saliva, her breasts.
Ha-yeon's hair scent, her body fragrance, her soft skin, her warm body heat.
Can't wait for the weekend. Hope Sunday gets here soon.
This weekend.
He'd go on a date with Park Ha-yeon.
Theater, then good food.
Maybe soju in the evening.
Mood like this... one drink of soju and it's 120% guaranteed lay.
Playing it safe.
He flopped onto the mattress.
Myeong-ho hyung... Glad I stopped his misfortune. Really.
Blocked page 1 of the Misfortune Diary.
A-young... Haven't fully blocked hers yet.
Half-blocked page 2.
Tomorrow, he'd visit Choi A-young and convince her for good.
Oh Mi-yeon... She despises me, hates my guts... I don't like her much either... But I have to stop it. Save her.
Planning to block page 3 too.
"Aww, so tired."
Choi A-young rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.
Lately, it's been rough.
She'd been busy these days.
Day shifts at the burger joint, evenings at the toast shop.
Morning walks, late-night reading.
The picture of proper living, Choi A-young.
Jin-seong oppa... Wanna hear your voice...
She checked the time.
4:55.
Still... oppa's probably asleep...
She hugged her Pikachu doll tight.
"Oppa... Gotta hear your voice to sleep..."
She drifted off like that.
Alarm at 5:30.
"Oppa, sleep wellll?"
She called in a drowsy haze.
- Haa, haa, yeah, haa, slept great.
"Oppa, your breathing's so sexy."
- Haa, haa, sleep okay?
"Kinda. Tired. Gonna sleep more after this."
Choi A-young found his ragged breaths so manly and sexy.
Getting up early every day for jogs? He seemed amazing.
"Thought about the streaming thing."
- Huh? Yeah. Yeah.
"No matter how I think, borrowing money from you feels wrong."
- ......
"Better to sign with an agency."
Choi A-young knew bits about Jin-seong's situation.
Tough family finances. Dorm life. Living on pocket change.
I have a conscience. Can't borrow from Jin-seong oppa even if I die.
Didn't want to burden him.
Wanted to handle it herself.
Jin-seong's breathing stopped.
- A-young.
"Yeah?"
- You got into streaming because of me, right?
- What if something goes wrong for you? How do you think I'd feel?
- I'd blame myself.
- Think you failed because of me, suffered because of me. Hate myself for it.
Choi A-young's eyes wavered.
Jin-seong oppa suffering because of her?
- I looked into agencies. Sure, good ones exist, but shady ones are way more common.
- You might sign with a good one, like you said. Things could go great, make bank.
- But what if it's a sleazy one?
Choi A-young imagined the worst.
A grim future unfolded.
- I'll lend it to you.
- Thousand? Two thousand? Easy.
- Before the instant lotto, I hit second prize on lotto too.
- I'll lend it. Pay monthly. 100 tough? 50 then.
Choi A-young couldn't respond.
- Agh, come on, just take it. Say thanks oppa, I'll do my best.
"...I'll think positively about it."
She hung up.
That morning.
Choi A-young met with an agency president.
"Revenue split 7 (company) : 3 (you). Three-year contract. Details here..."
She listened carefully.
"Thanks for explaining, sir. I'll think it over and decide."
She stood up.
No signature on the contract.
7:3 split was outrageous. Three years too long. Penalty fees insane.
The future had changed.
Page 2 of the Misfortune Diary: Deleted.
I'm not signing that contract.
Thank you. So grateful.
See you tonight, oppa.
Got something important to talk about.
Something to talk about?
He'd meet Choi A-young that evening.