"Excuse me..."
First time at this noona's place.
Cleaner than I expected.
Aside from the fucking mountain of shoes at the entrance, it's pretty tidy.
"Ugh... ugh..."
At this point, she's basically a walking corpse.
I dragged her ass inside and dumped her in the living room.
Fuck... she's heavy. Aren't chicks supposed to be light?
"Get me... booze... bring me some darn alcohol..."
...Is she seriously this wasted?
I sighed and looked around.
Looks like a two-room apartment.
For someone living alone, it's pretty spacious.
Definitely over 300 square feet, maybe even 400.
I thought she was broke?
'What's with these photos...'
Oh, she lives with someone?
I spotted some photos on the shelf by the living room.
Looked like two people together.
Probably lives with this mystery woman.
But damn, she's covered in tattoos. Hmm...
"B... b..."
What the hell is that sound? Drunk nonsense, I guess.
But I really need to piss.
I glanced at noona.
She's sprawled out like a dead fish.
I can kinda see her panties... beige!
"Noona, can I use your bathroom?"
"B..."
She's completely gone.
Whatever. I'll just piss without asking. Time to mark my territory.
*Creak...*
Oh... smells nice.
Didn't know bathrooms could smell this good.
Guess a woman's place is different.
"Ugh..."
Made it. Almost fucking exploded.
*Splash...* The piss waterfall hit the toilet like a goddamn tsunami.
Mission accomplished. I left my mark. Feels good.
"Phew."
Now that I've emptied the tank, I started noticing shit around me.There's a rainbow-colored bra and some black lingerie hanging nearby.
"..."
What the fuck is with the rainbow bra?
Some kind of lucky underwear? Wear it to win the lottery or some shit?
What's the point? Does it make you feel like a fucking unicorn?
*Swoosh...*
I'll just pretend I didn't see that.
I coughed awkwardly and stepped out.
Noona was still sprawled out, mumbling nonsense. My mouth's dry... not really, but the floor looks cold. She should lie down properly.
"Noona."
"B..."
"Noona."
"Ugh..."
...She's completely out of it.
I should probably move her to the bedroom.
I peeked inside and saw a bed.
No idea whose it is, but fuck it, I'll use it.
"Noona, I'm gonna lift you."
"Zzz..."
Fuck... she's heavy.
My back's about to snap. She's way heavier than she looks.
"Ugh!"
I barely managed to haul her to the bed.
This noona really shouldn't drink. If I weren't such a good guy, who knows what the fuck could've happened!
'...'
After all this effort, can't I just... cop a feel?
I mentally slapped myself.
Fuck... I must be horny as hell lately.
"Ugh..."
I carefully laid her down on the bed.
Putting her down was even harder... I get why people just toss others onto beds now.
As soon as I set her down, she rolled over and buried herself in the bed.
"Mm..."
"..."
It's kinda fascinating.
Why do people look so innocent when they're asleep?
The mature noona who bought me meat earlier is gone, replaced by a cute 23-year-old girl.
"..."
Without thinking, I stroked her hair.
Her short, soft hair swayed gently. Relationships are so weird. It's fascinating. Like Juha and now noona... life's a mess.
Sigh.
I stroked her hair one more time and got up.
Or at least, I tried to.
*Snap.*
Suddenly, noona reached out and grabbed my neck.
Gah. What the fuck?
"Chanyoung..."
...Huh?
I froze.
"Ch... young..."
Noona mumbled and pulled me closer.
My neck tensed up.
Chanyoung? Who's that? Chanyoung? Chanyoung?
"Ugh..."
Noona yanked my neck again. My body leaned over hers. Soft... an unreal cushiony feeling you can't get from anyone else.
But I couldn't focus on that.
Chanyoung? Chanyoung? Who's Chanyoung?
It's not a big deal, but being called the wrong name feels weird. Who's she confusing me with?
"Mm..."
Noona nuzzled into my chest like a child.
The smell of shampoo hit my nose.
Without thinking, I hugged her and gently stroked her back.
"Noona... it's Joonhyung..."
"..."
No response.
Just the sound of her breathing.
It wasn't so much nervousness as a warm feeling. The warmth of another person...
But my head felt cold.
Chanyoung... Chanyoung... Chanyoung... Who is that?
There's no reason to care, but it's stuck in my head.
I slowly stroked her back.
*
Ugh... I need to piss.
I must've fallen asleep.
Being called the wrong name was a bit of a shock, but I guess I was so tired I just passed out.
"..."
Noona was still hugging me.
I carefully twisted out of her arms.
Oh... I really need to piss...
*Drip... drip...*
I barely made it to the bathroom.
Almost pissed myself.
I almost gave noona's bed a golden shower. The thought made me laugh.
What if I just peed on her? Haha.
'Fuck.'
I must be going crazy from the alcohol.
Ugh... the pleasure made my waist tremble. I'm done.
After shaking it off, I stepped out to see it was already dawn.
"..."
I pulled back the living room curtains.
The early morning light was filtering in.
The streetlights were dim in the pre-dawn darkness.
The morning air felt sharp. I closed the door.
"Mm..."
Should I just sleep on the couch?
I ended up staying over at her place.
It felt so natural, like crashing at a friend's place.
"There's no blanket..."
The living room's cold.
I had no choice but to stumble back to the bedroom.
Noona was still curled up, mumbling in her sleep.
She's got a lot to say, huh? Why's she mumbling like that?
"..."
Looking at her, I suddenly remembered the dream I had.
I thought it disappeared when I went to the bathroom, but...
'Hey! Park Chanyoung. Where are you going?'
'To smoke.'
'Is it good?'
'It's fucking amazing.'
Something like that.
It felt like I saw noona from her school days. Was it a dream or just my imagination?
'What's this?'
'Oh, this?'
The silhouette of someone named Park Chanyoung vaguely came to mind.
No malice, but a sly smile...
'It makes you feel good. Want to try?'
'No. You smoke it.'
'Try it. It's good, I swear.'
Noona from back then felt completely different from now.
I can't remember much after that.
The dream was so hazy, it's like it evaporated.
"Mm... nnh..."
A friend? A boyfriend? An ex?
I'm feeling a bit uneasy. Was it just a dream? My imagination?
...Or did I somehow read noona's memories?
That doesn't make sense. Do memories just transfer when you hug someone? ...Not that I've hugged many women.
"..."
I brushed noona's hair.
The dream left a bitter aftertaste.
Like chewing on cigarette ash...
I can't remember the last scene clearly.
Noona was just standing there, dazed.
The guy was walking away, frowning.
'You shouldn't do this...' A faint whisper lingered.
'It's cold.'
I climbed back into bed.
Normally, I'd never do something like this. But noona hugged me first... or maybe I've just gotten bolder.
I covered us with the blanket and stared at noona.
Her closed eyelids looked peaceful.
"..."
I stroked her hair again.
It was strangely addictive. I hugged her a little tighter and kept stroking her hair.
Like petting a dog. I couldn't stop.
'...'
Noona's eyes slowly opened.
For a moment, my heart stopped. Did I go too far?
Noona's gaze was empty.
Not the warm look she had at the meat restaurant yesterday...
More like the noona from my dream. Her eyes were dull.
It felt like the noona from back then had woken up.
"Ugh."
Noona silently pressed her lips to mine.
What the...? I froze, my mind blank. Before I could think, her tongue was deep in my mouth.
It wasn't intense, but slow and dreamlike.
The mix of alcohol and lip tint was overwhelming. Bitter rather than sweet. But it made my mouth water.
"Mm..."
What's going on? Is she confusing me with someone else? That Chanyoung guy?
I don't know. I can't tell. I just reacted to her slow, tangled tongue.
"Ugh... hup."
Without thinking, my hands moved.
They reached for noona's chest.
Even through the knit fabric, I could feel their size... the thick areola in the center...
I groped her breasts like she was my woman. Noona pushed her chest into my hands, like it was natural.
'Her bra...'
Is it off?
Did she take it off while sleeping? How? Did she take it off because it was uncomfortable?
There should be an extra layer under her clothes, but I only felt the fabric.
The thought made me hard.
"..."
Noona paused, sensing something.
But then she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in again.
"Ha..."
Noona, it's me. Joonhyung.
I tried to say it, but my tongue was trapped. Fuck, I don't know.
I closed my eyes and tangled my tongue with noona's. When I pushed back, noona hesitated.
Her breasts... her chest...
I was obsessed with her chest. I wanted to rip her clothes off.
The room felt like it was heating up. My heart was racing. Is this okay?
"..."
Ha, ha.
I was gasping for air when noona opened her eyes again.
In the dark... I couldn't tell what noona's pupils were looking at.
Was she looking at me? Or something else?
"..."
Empty. That's the only word that came to mind.
I tried to push her away, but noona clung to me again. More persistently. Was noona like this back then?
'Ah...'
I could feel her thighs.
A hot warmth seemed to seep through.
It felt... a little wet.
Did her dress rise up? Her pale hips were almost fully exposed.
"..."
Noona closed her eyes.
Then she started making that sound again. What is that? Is she falling back asleep?
I almost laughed. What the...
"Ha..."
Suddenly, I felt annoyed.
I didn't know why. Was I annoyed at myself? Or at her for being so into it?
I grabbed noona's titties tightly. She didn't even make a sound.
When I reached for her panties, they were already loose. Were they tied? When I pulled the side, they slipped off.
"..."
Her thick thighs... nothing covering them.
Her legs stretched out along the curve of her hips.
All I had to do was reach out. Just reach out...
I grabbed noona's buttocks. The dizzying sensation hit me.
Noona didn't react at all. Not like someone who just woke up.
My angry dick was throbbing, demanding to be let out.
I hesitated for a moment, then pulled down my pants. My actions were faster than my thoughts.