Chapter 46

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 46

Chapter Title: Morning Interruptions

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"Ha, I'm beat."

I sprawled out on the mattress.

"Ugh, so damn tired."

I was completely wiped out.

Work, workouts, reading—it had been one hell of a packed day.

"Tomorrow... skip the jog... hit the gym at 11 a.m.... meet Ha-yeon at 2 p.m.... and in the evening..."

Jin-seong flashed a sly grin.

Tomorrow evening.

Tomorrow night.

He planned to spend a steamy night with Park Ha-yeon.

'Anyway... tomorrow I gotta sleep in late. Screw the jog and reading... just crash out long and hard.'

He aimed to sleep until 10:30 a.m.

Hard work was great and all.

But proper rest was key too.

'Man, I'm truly happy.'

Lost in thoughts of a long sleep.

He felt an indescribable contentment.

A smile crept across his face unbidden.

'Jin-seong, you did great today. You were diligent. You lived hard. You gave it your all.'

He praised himself. Acknowledged it. Comforted himself. Happiness and satisfaction doubled.

'Alright.'

He closed his eyes. Fell asleep in less than ten seconds.

How long had he slept?

He woke up. His eyes opened on their own. He checked the time.

Not even 5 a.m. yet.

He furrowed his brow. Habits were scary things.

'Back to sleep.'

Closed his eyes again.

How long had he slept?

"Ah, shit, who is it...?"

Deep in a short nap, his phone rang.

He scowled fiercely.

Checked the caller ID.

'A-young.'

His expression softened. A call from Choi A-young was never unwelcome.

- Oppa, good morning. You working out?

"Nah, I was sleeping."

- Sleeping? No workout today?

"Yeah, skipping the jog today. Heading to the gym soon."

- Ahh?! Got it. Sorry for waking you.

"No worries. Your call's always welcome. Anytime."

- Really? Hehe, you sure know how to talk sweet.

"Learned from you. You talk so prettily."

- Do I? That's surprising. Do I really?

"Yeah, you talk super pretty. Face is super pretty, heart's super pretty too."

- Ahh?! Sneak attack praise?! Embarrassing. Don't know where to put myself.

He sat up, chugged some cold water.

Refreshing.

"When you thinking of starting streams?"

- Probably next-next week Monday earliest? Friday latest? Around then.

"Ah."

Choi A-young was set to sign a lease tomorrow afternoon.

She'd work at the toast shop until next Saturday.

- Housewarming, come over.

"Got it."

- Oppa, thought about partnering up?

"Still thinking. Answer by next week latest."

- I wanna do it with you.

"Me too. Wanna team up if possible. Leaning positive, but..."

- But?

"Feels heavy."

- Why?

"Factory job? Quit anytime. But partnership? Once started, gotta stick it out, like it or not."

- True.

Even as a side gig, once partnered, no backing out easy.

Couldn't decide rashly. Needed caution.

"I wanna do what I love. But I don't even know what that is."

Partnering with Choi A-young.

Not sure if it was truly what he wanted.

Choi A-young burst out laughing.

"Why the laugh?"

- 'Cause you're cool, oppa. Total opposite of me. I prioritize money over value, but you seem to value value over money.

"I like money too. Value doesn't pay bills."

- Ugh, miss you, oppa. Wanna see your face. Eat sweet coffee jelly and spicy tteokbokki with you.

Couldn't meet today.

Choi A-young was heading home for the night.

Wished she could skip home and see Jin-seong.

- Oppa, send you a pic?

"Yeah, sure."

- Wait a sec.

Choi A-young sent a photo.

- Ack?! Oppa? Sent wrong one!

"Whoa, gorgeous."

- Don't look! Deleting!!

Stared hard till it vanished.

Choi A-young: bare face, no bra, slim dress.

Lying on bed, face and cleavage exposed.

Pretty face, pale skin, big breasts, nipples teasingly visible.

- Ugh, sending another.

"Yeah, yeah."

- Not imagining naughty stuff, right?

Chatted with Choi A-young over an hour.

Hung up.

Checked time.

Closed eyes again.

'Sleep till 10:30.'

Doze off.

How long?

Phone rang again.

"Ugh... please... just wanna sleep..."

Mom calling.

"Yeah, Mom. What's up?"

- Were you sleeping?

"Yeah. Why call?"

- Why? Wanted to hear my son's voice.

"You eat?"

- Yep. Kimchi jjigae. Son, moving soon? Come home moving day.

"Sounds tasty. Yeah, will."

- When you come, Mom'll make spicy kimchi jjigae loaded with meat.

"Sure."

Noted moving date on calendar.

- Maknae got perfect score again, our future doc.

"Ah?"

- Wonder who he takes after, studies so well.

"Must've worked hard."

Mom's goal: send youngest to med school.

Believed he'd be a doctor for sure.

Hung up.

'Gotta sleep.'

Closed eyes.

Tried, but.

Couldn't drift off.

"Huh, Ha-yeon? What's up?"

Park Ha-yeon calling.

- Dummy, when you coming to workout?

"Workout? Around 11."

- 11? Can't come now?

"Why? Miss me?"

- No? Absolutely not? Don't miss you at all?

Jin-seong chuckled.

Ha-yeon's words were backwards. Strong denial meant strong yes.

Her "don't miss" meant "miss you."

"Heh, cute."

- What? I'm not cute at all?

"Looks cute to me?"

- Huh? Not cute, I said? Hey, really gonna piss me off?

"Got it. Not cute at all. Beautiful. Goddess-like. Happy?"

- Ugh, your tone's so annoying.

"Miss you."

- I don't miss you, pig.

"Getting ready quick."

- Don't just come. 11.

"Racing over. Or flying."

- Tch... idiot...

"Coming soon. Wait a bit."

- Mm, be safe.

Rushed to get ready.

'Another tiring day ahead.'

Grinning ear to ear. Shoulders bouncing.

Happy thinking of seeing Park Ha-yeon.

Arrived at the gym.

"Welcome."

Park Ha-yeon greeted him.

"......"

Jin-seong froze upon seeing her inner thoughts.

Park Ha-yeon's inner thoughts.

Way too stimulating.

Blood rushed downstairs.

Hard as rock.

'So lewd.'

Her agonizing over underwear, body heating up, masturbating to him last night, preferring his touch over hers.

Lewd.

Imagined Park Ha-yeon's stunning figure. Fingering her clit, moaning in heat. Climaxing fantasizing about him.

Insanely lewd.

Just imagining it.

So lewd. Utterly depraved. Mind-numbing lust. Breath quickening perversion.

"Ha..."

Driving me crazy.

Sat on changing room chair. Mentally sang the anthem. Needed to calm the excitement, the erection.

"Phew..."

Barely settled.

Checked weight.

Down 23.5kg.

Just 1.5kg to goal.

'Summit's close.'

Week at best?

Two latest?

Goal soon.

'I can do it.'

Push a bit more.

'Got this.'

Just a little left.

'Azalazaa!'

Definitely.

Plant that flag on the peak.

Checked status window.

Appearance 23.6.

6.4 to goal.

Hair 1,900.

Bald spot filling nicely.

Height +0.2cm.

169 → 169.2cm.

Achievement 75 unlocked.

Focused on workout.

Workout done.

"Wanna come to my place?"

"Huh?"

Jin-seong flustered at Park Ha-yeon's offer.

Unexpected, out-of-the-blue.

"Why? Don't wanna?"

"No, not that..."

"Pig, you thought something pervy again?"

"No. Didn't. Just surprised."

He had, but.

Couldn't admit it straight.

"You said you wanted home cooking."

"Huh?"

"Last time I asked what you wanted, you said home-cooked stuff."

Recalled the chat.

Park Ha-yeon averted eyes.

Fidgeted fingers.

"Um... made home cooking. Eat before you go."

"......"

No reply from Jin-seong.

Ha-yeon's eyes trembled faintly.

"Don't like...? Not hungry...?"

Shook head vigorously side to side.