“Hey, you said you’d make something delicious.”
At my tactlessly blurted words, Seo Heejin smiled sweetly with his eyes and nodded. That face was the fake smile I’d hated so much.
“I’ll definitely make it for you next week.”
“What… fine.”
I felt extremely uneasy but if I whined more it seemed Seo Heejin would be troubled, so I cleanly backed off.
Walking toward the subway leaving Seo Heejin behind, when I suddenly wondered ‘what relationship is this really?’ and turned around, only then did I properly understand this situation. In the confusion of the sudden occurrence, I’d forgotten the important fact.
The fact that Seo Heejin was meeting other people besides me. The fact that I was the one being strung along. And the fact that he chased me away to talk with that woman!
I blankly stared at Seo Heejin’s back as he got into the driver’s seat of the eye-poppingly expensive foreign car that woman had arrived in, as naturally as if he’d met her many times, then suddenly my stomach churned and I walked quickly to the subway.
I felt like dry heaving because I was so miserable and pathetic, having been proud of myself for stringing Seo Heejin along all this time.
* * *
The feeling of returning to my 8-pyeong studio with nothing instead of Seo Heejin’s house where LA galbi was waiting was miserable. Even after showering to wake up my still dazed mind, Seo Heejin hadn’t returned.
Ah, does saying he’ll make something delicious next week mean I should eat first? When I opened the refrigerator, the side dishes Seo Heejin had diligently stocked up were neatly stacked. Even as I took out a few side dishes and microwaved the rice Seo Heejin had frozen, it felt unreal.
What the hell kind of person is Seo Heejin? Was I really being strung along? How did he meet that woman? A vile imagination theater began broadcasting in my head.
One day, Seo Heejin secretly went to a bar only adults go to. No wait, I’m an adult too. Then Seo Heejin who secretly went to a bar. No, no. Does Seo Heejin need to go secretly? We’re not even dating.
Anyway. One day, the image of Seo Heejin confidently going to a bar and sipping expensive alcohol alone came to mind. Soon after, that sexy woman I saw earlier approached smoothly and sat in the seat next to Seo Heejin.
Since Seo Heejin’s appearance is excellent, did she fall for him at first sight? Or did it start as a one-night fling? The latter seemed more likely. Anyway, sitting next to him, she probably asked while running her slender fingers down Seo Heejin’s solid thigh.
—Shall we go out for another drink?
Like that. Then kind-to-everyone Seo Heejin would have smiled brightly and answered.
—Sure.
Seo Heejin fundamentally has manners installed, so he would have lightly pulled the woman’s waist and escorted her to match the atmosphere. Like I’d only seen in movies. Plus he has money so he wouldn’t have gone just anywhere.
—I know a good place, would you like to go together?
Didn’t he coax her with this cheesy line and take her to a 5-star hotel!? I always only fucked at my house or Seo Heejin’s house, but he took that woman to a really nice hotel from the very first day they met!? If you’re going to string people along, at least don’t discriminate! Anger rose that made me want to grab the collar of Seo Heejin in my delusion and punch him down.
If the microwave timer hadn’t dinged with good timing, I almost would have called Seo Heejin right then to curse at him. The billowing imagination theater instantly dropped its curtain.
My reason that had suddenly returned was telling me, ‘Where would Seo Heejin have time for that?’
My emotions that had still been writing the script in my delusion answered my reason, ‘He must have used clone jutsu or something.’
Whatever the case, since Seo Heejin said he’d come back and explain, there was no need to be anxious with useless thoughts. I was a bit curious what he’d say to explain though. Anyone could see it was two-timing. If so, why did he say he liked me from the moment he first saw me?
Even after lining up rice and side dishes on the table, it wouldn’t go down so I eventually put it down after a few spoonfuls. Seeing that the rice wouldn’t go down, it seemed I was more shocked than I thought.
Even by then Seo Heejin hadn’t shown his nose, and at this point it seemed right that he’d gone to a 5-star hotel with that woman, so I had no choice but to do the dishes myself.
It somehow felt like I’d returned to my daily life before meeting Seo Heejin. Not knowing whether this gloomy feeling was betrayal, disappointment, anger, or sadness, complex irritation surged up because it was hard to figure out.
As I lay blankly on the bed watching TV that didn’t even register in my eyes, I heard not the doorbell ringing but the tick-tick-tick sound of the password being entered. Only two people in this world knew my front door password. Me and Seo Heejin.
Seo Heejin had finally returned.
Seo Heejin who entered hesitantly crouched down in front of me sprawled out blankly. It was a secret that I unknowingly scanned and checked Seo Heejin’s outfit.
His tie wasn’t disheveled, and his dress pants that wrinkled easily were still stiff. It didn’t seem like he’d been rolling around somewhere. What the hell was this bastard doing to only come now?
“Yunwoo hyung…”
Seo Heejin cautiously watched my mood. At least it’s fortunate that he knows he touched a nerve.
“First, take out your dick.”
“What…?”
At my words, Seo Heejin pretended to be shocked. I shouldn’t be fooled by that fake reaction again.
“What are you doing? I said take out your dick first.”
When I just rolled my eyes to look at Seo Heejin’s lower body, his movements that had been frozen became quick. Seo Heejin, who swiftly pulled down his pants, folded them neatly in character and placed the suit pants beside him.
“Take off your underwear too.”
At my command, without any protest, he took off his boxers too and placed them neatly. Even in this situation, Seo Heejin’s cock was excited and half-erect. What a shame. That’s not why I told him to take them off. Seo Heejin knelt down beside the bed.
“……Hyung, are you really angry?”
I pushed away his face as he sneakily approached to kiss me and sat up on the bed myself.
“You, you promised me on your cock. Let’s cut off your dick first.”
At my announcement, Seo Heejin’s pretty eyes grew bigger and bigger, then he screamed.
“Hyung! You’re misunderstanding right now!? It’s not like that!”
“This place isn’t soundproof. Lower your voice.”
Where does he think he is, screaming and making a fuss? This guy who won’t even have a cock soon.
“Hyung, Yunwoo hyung. Whatever you’re thinking right now is a complete misunderstanding.”
Seo Heejin walked on his knees and grabbed my hand tightly. When I swatted that hand away, Seo Heejin looked up at me with a completely dejected face, whimpering. That pitiful act wouldn’t work either.
“What is there for me to misunderstand?”
Is being strung along such a big deal?
“Whatever, let’s cut off your cock first and then talk.”
Seo Heejin shook his head. Playboy Seo Heejin was struggling desperately to protect his only cock.
“When did I say I’d cut off my cock? I only said I’d stake it!”
That unnecessarily long tongue of his. When I looked down at Seo Heejin with an expression of ‘so what?’, Seo Heejin hastily added.
“My dick is yours anyway, hyung! You can have all of it! Just don’t cut it off!”
Seo Heejin wasn’t even following my instruction to be quiet, just saying smooth words.
“Hey, don’t you know that staking your wrist means cutting off your wrist?”
Did this guy not even watch movies? It was Seo Heejin, not me, who lied about never meeting alone with another woman while staking his cock. If he did something wrong, he should just hand over his cock nicely.
“Hyung! Hyung! Wait. Just calm down for a second.”
Only now realizing that I was quite serious, Seo Heejin even put his hands up to stop me. Compared to Seo Heejin, I was in an endlessly calm state, so what was there to calm down about? Rather, in this situation, the one who needed to calm down was Seo Heejin.
“If you cut it off now, you know you’ll never be able to have sex with my dick forever, right?”
Ah. That won’t do. I was so full of the thought of cutting off Seo Heejin’s cock that I hadn’t thought that far. Knowing that I hesitated for a moment, Seo Heejin started eagerly appealing for himself.
“Please listen to me. I rushed over because I thought you’d be angry, hyung.”
Hearing that, I noticed Seo Heejin’s hair, which was always neatly combed back, was disheveled. When I just stared down at him without saying anything, Seo Heejin urgently reached out again and shoved something he’d bought in front of me.
“I even bought the ice cream you like, hyung…….”
The ice cream Seo Heejin rustled out was a family-size tub.
This is somewhat commendable. Whether my expression softened for a moment, Seo Heejin quickly opened the lid, unwrapped a plastic spoon, and stuck it in the ice cream. Then he politely handed over the ice cream tub with both hands.
His prostrate attitude deserved a passing grade, enough to make me think ‘alright, let’s hear your excuse.’
“Go ahead, make your excuse.”
“It’s my stepmother. She came looking for me because I wasn’t answering her calls.”
The speed of his speech was at rap level.
“Are you messing with me right now?”
What bullshit is this? Where is there such a young stepmother, and even if there were, would she really come all the way to the front of the company just because she couldn’t reach him? I would’ve believed him a little more if he’d said it was an ex-girlfriend he’d broken up with badly.
