Your Sister Tastes Fucking Good
I dragged my exhausted body along. Fatigue weighed heavy on me, yet my steps felt strangely light, carrying me straight to the front door in no time. The hallway light flicked on with a harsh red glow even in broad daylight. I opened the door. It swung open with a metallic clunk.
“…Ah!”
“Come in.”
“…U-uh, okay.”
Park Ah-young, who had been leaning against the wall, flinched in surprise. Her face looked dazed as she kept swallowing hard.
“Not coming in?”
“…Y-yeah, I… I-I should go in…”
“Ah, wait a sec.”
“H-huh?!”
I took a step closer to the hesitant Park Ah-young. She flinched but didn’t pull away. I slowly brought my mouth to her ear.
“You trying to go around telling people we fucked or something?”
“W-what the hell are you saying!?”
“…Don’t you realize how unnatural you’re acting? Just act normal, like usual.”
“I-I’m not… It’s the same as always…”
Even with that stiff face, her words carried zero conviction. Her complexion had gone pale, yet her cheeks were flushed red, making the whole thing look even more suspicious.
“…Eun-ji was already getting suspicious. What are you gonna do if you keep reeking of sex like that?”
“S-suspicious!? W-why would she…?”
She was still standing by the door, constantly glancing inside.
“Who knows? Maybe she heard us going at it while she was asleep—”
“Sh-shut up!! W-watch your mouth… okay? W-what if Eun-ji actually hears us…?”
“If she finds out, you’ll just be the crazy bitch who fucked her little sister’s boyfriend.”
“H-hey…! Do-hyun, watch your mouth… please? I’m begging you…”
“For free?”
“…A-ah, that’s… Let’s talk about that later… Eun-ji’s gonna get weird ideas again. I-I’m going in first.”
She rambled on, clearly trying to change the subject. Then she gave my shoulder a quick shove and hurried inside.
“Park Eun-ji! You up~?”
She wasn’t usually this cheerful, but the awkward atmosphere made her overcompensate with fake brightness.
“……U-uh, Eun-ji… you awake?”
“Ah, mm…”
“Oh, yeah… It’s fine. If you wanna sleep more, ah… checkout time’s coming up soon…”
“…I’m good… I-I’ll just get ready to leave…”
“O-okay. Got it. There’s not much to pack anyway… Ah, um… just a sec.”
Park Ah-young bustled around the cramped motel room in a panic.
“Ah, Eun-ji, did you wash up? Uh… w-wait a minute…!”
The pouch that had been stuffed with disposable toiletries was now completely empty.
“T-this! I-I woke up early with Do-hyun and… w-we washed up first… Y-you know, right?”
“…Yeah, I guess.”
“Just wait! I-I’ll go get more from the front desk!”
With that, Park Ah-young dashed out. The door slammed shut with a bang, and she was gone again.
Knock knock—
“S-sorry, but… c-could you open the door again…?”
I let out a small laugh and opened the door once more. Park Ah-young walked with an awkward, slightly uncomfortable gait toward the bed to take care of her little sister.
*
It was quiet. That random chat bastard’s messages had completely stopped. I still planned to fuck him up someday, but right now that felt like a lower priority.
Quiet again. Even that pathetic loser’s usual threats and harassment had vanished. It was strange—too strange. The kind of guy who’d normally drag me out every single day for his bullshit was now suspiciously silent.
“…What the fuck is going on…”
“You stopped eating mid-bite. Something happen lately?”
“…N-no? Not really…”
“Right. What could possibly happen to you anyway?”
Mom looked at me with a faint smile, the corners of her mouth twitching like she was barely holding back laughter.
“…Whatever. You know me too well.”
I forced down another mouthful of rice. Same old taste as always.
“I’m home~!”
The door lock beeped and my older sister walked in. She’d only just gotten back from school, yet she was already running around outside like crazy.
“You should’ve come home earlier. We’re almost done eating.”
“It’s fine~ I’ll just eat the leftovers.”
“Geez, if you’re gonna keep doing this, at least eat out properly.”
“…I-I did eat a little… but still, Mom’s cooking is better, you know.”
She’d never worn much makeup before, but now her face was caked with foundation. And she was limping, like she’d been walking for hours.
“…You didn’t get beat up somewhere, did you?”
“M-me!?”
“Yeah.”
“…Why would I get beat up… Seriously, Mom, that’s ridiculous…”
Something about the way she was limping felt off. That heavy makeup made me wonder if she was hiding bruises, and the long sleeves on a hot day only made my suspicions worse.
“Hmm… Something’s weird…”
“Ugh, enough… Stop saying weird stuff… I-I’m hungry.”
“Fine. Grab your own chopsticks.”
“…Okay.”
My bowl was already empty. Mom had said I could leave once I finished, but I stayed seated, waiting for my sister. Her bowl was nearly empty too by the time I carried the dishes to the sink. While I was drinking water, she brought her own dishes over.
“Thanks for the meal~”
“Good. Don’t stay up too late, you two. I’ll leave breakfast ready before I go to work, so make sure you eat. Got it?”
“It’s fine. Too much trouble in the morning. Just go to work. Eun-ji and I will handle it.”
“If you two could really handle it on your own, would I be this worried…?”
“Seriously… Enough! I’m gonna go wash up.”
My sister spun around. She was still limping, but there was a faint smile on her face that only made my doubts grow stronger.
“Sis.”
“…Huh?”
“You’re gonna shower, right?”
“Ah, well… yeah, but?”
“Really? Then let’s go together.”
“W-where!? Where are we going together!?”
I linked arms with her and headed toward the bathroom. My petite older sister had to stand on her tiptoes just to reach my chin, so she had no choice but to be dragged along.
“It’s been a while since we showered together.”
“W-why would I!?”
“…Not ‘why.’ Just us siblings, you know… um… bonding?”
I couldn’t come up with a better excuse. Still, I wanted to check if there were any bruises under that thick, awkward makeup—and to see the skin under those long sleeves she insisted on wearing in this heat.
“A-ah, you! D-don’t do this!”
“…Why are you acting like this, Sis? I’m your little brother.”
“No! I don’t care if you’re my brother or whatever, I-I said no!”
Her reaction was way more intense than I expected. It set off my imagination again.
“…You’ve been acting weird lately.”
“W-who… You mean me?”
“Yeah. Super suspicious.”
“W-what’s suspicious! You’re the one acting weird all of a sudden!”
She kept resisting, but with her size there was nothing she could do against my strength. She just got dragged along.
“…You two aren’t fighting, are you?”
“Nah. I just wanted to shower together after so long, but Sis keeps trying to get out of it.”
“Oh my. What are you two grown kids doing? Eun-ji, don’t bully your sister too much.”
“…Who’s bullying who?”
“From what I’m seeing, it sure looks like bullying.”
“Whatever… Anyway, we’re showering now, okay?”
“Got it~ Mom will finish cleaning up and come in later.”
Mom waved us off like she was telling us to go do our thing. I dragged my sister—who was practically clinging to me—straight into the bathroom.
“H-hey, you jerk!!”
This was all because I was worried about her. And maybe—just maybe—a tiny part of me actually considered that bastard’s words for a second.
But it was only a maybe. No matter how much of a piece of shit he was, no matter how crazy, no matter how much of a total psycho… deep down I’d still thought “no way.” I’d just brushed it off as more of his bullshit.
“A-ah, what the hell! W-why are you taking my clothes off!?”
Her resistance grew stronger. The moment I touched her top, she jumped like she’d been shocked, trying to escape my arms.
“Stay still. You’re not a kid anymore… What’s wrong with you?”
Her hair fluttered as she struggled. That bright yellow color caught the light. And from her hair came the sweet scent of shampoo.
…Familiar somehow.
…Or maybe “unsettling” was the better word.