Talk more with your brother,
As we exchanged emotions, our understanding of each other was gradually building up.
Do you want a conversation that might be between siblings?
Or do you want skinship between lovers?
Now I can recognize it just by my tone of voice and gestures.
Hitting my forearm was really angry and hitting me.
Tickling the soles of the feet,
Or pinching the ears or blowing air usually means that.
When they asked to go out, they usually wanted a hug,
When we hugged, we naturally ended up kissing.
Whenever I feel like
Whenever you feel like that
The way they spoke to each other was the same.
So today, I wanted to have a relationship.
I prepared it because her mother had come to sleep at her aunt's house.
I packed a change of clothes and bought condoms and gel at the convenience store.
I prepared everything and went out hand in hand,
As if something had happened, he contacted me saying that he would be back soon, so I was in a position to return after eating only kalguksu.
"Is there anyone here?"
"Huh. Never. It is also dark."
"⋯Take off your mask."
Instead, we hid in the alley as much as we regretted, and kissed a lot.
He bit into it so much that his lips were slightly torn.
I was a bit bitter, so I frowned slightly, and Winter apologized to me with an apologetic expression.
"⋯Write it."
"Sorry. It hurts?"
"It's okay as long as it's just a little prickly. ⋯Don't you like kissing too much?"
"Your brother likes my breasts too."
"I guess I haven't seen you in a while."
"⋯Do you want to see that?"
"I would rather touch than look."
"You touch me outside every day. Snuggle while hugging."
"That's touching over clothes. It's not even kneading."
"Do you want to touch me like that?"
"Honestly, I've been patient for a while. ⋯I thought I could do it today."
"⋯Now."
Hiding in a deserted place, Winter took off her coat and handed it to me.
She slipped her hand into her loose knit and wiggled it in front of her breast before yanking her hooks open with a clang.
⋯Looks like I wasn't the only one expecting it.
I thought it was going to be cold, so I covered her face upside down with her coat,
After hugging her from behind, he put his hand inside her knit and touched her breasts.
Her breasts, which she hadn't tasted in a long time, were hot enough to burn her hands.
Rather, it's because I can't see it.
Or maybe it was because I was outside, and I was more pissed off than usual.
"⋯Good?"
"I think I'm going crazy."
"You're just a piece of flesh, so why are you so excited, oppa?"
"It's so cute how your ears turn red when I touch them."
"⋯Perversion."
"Can I bite your ear?"
"Don't ask me about that. Perversion."
"You and I are the same anyway."
"I only listen to what my brother wants to do, so it's my brother's fault."
When I bit my ear in the middle of talking, the reaction was also good.
Rubbing her breeches against her buttocks, he tenaciously kneaded her breasts,
After clinging to it for a long time, the wind hit my skin so hard that I managed to get off.
After walking around and drying her sweat, she went home and went straight to her bathroom without saying goodbye to her mother, who had returned first.
At the same time as she was showering, she took the picture she sent me the other day as a side dish, pulled out her double, and barely saw her mother's face.
"Ugh, don't you even say hello to your mother now?"
"Sorry. Because it's too tight. Why did mom come so early? She says she will come tomorrow."
"Mom was going to sleep, but she had her uncle and her cousin take a taxi home to her."
"⋯Really?"
"Okay. And since I bought a snack, eat it. It's at the table."
"What is it?"
"Bread. Honey spread on bread."
"Oh, is that Honey Braden or something?"
"Yes, yes. That. My mom tried it, but she couldn't eat it because it was too sweet."
While sitting at the table and eating bread, my younger brother, who had fled to the main room, came out shaking his head.
They sat down next to me without saying a word and shared the bread,
Even though she was from her family, her eyes did not fall off her brother.
It was the clothes she always wore, but after washing, her exposed skin looked more prominent.
Besides, he kept tapping his leg under the table,
⋯In the end, I masturbated one more time before going to bed.
It's a shame that I bought it and didn't use it.
Because I masturbated while wearing it, it was easy to clean up.
***
Time passed and passed until the day of the exam report card coming out.
I wondered if my younger brother didn't go to school, so he graduated at all, but that wasn't the case.
It was easy to understand when I thought it was similar to when I went on vacation under the guise of being discharged.
Seeing that report cards are also scanned and sent, there will be no reason to go to school in the future.
Well, it will work somehow
This is how my mom is so fast.
Come to our school or go somewhere else.
'Cause we'll be together anyway
Looking at the outside, it seemed that there was no future at least entering the dormitory.
"⋯Then I'll check."
"Don't look around and do it quickly. You've done all the checks anyway."
"My brother is just saying it because it's someone else's business. I am very nervous right now."
"Daughter. Don't waste your time, check it out quickly."
"Is your mother like that too?"
The younger brother, who had crumpled her expression and brushed her chest, managed to open the text message from school and check it.
⋯Ooh.
It just came out as a single point.
Lost, me
"⋯Won."
"Who do you beat?"
"Brother."
"Your brother is a science major."
"Anyway! I won because I'm all level 1."
"Isn't it the same for grades that you can't go to the gwanak school?"
"I knew that, so it doesn't matter. Although my older brother, who has a level of 2, may not understand it well."
"When you come to our school, I will teach you etiquette diligently as a kkondae senior, so look forward to it."
"My mom raised me smart, so why are you fighting so childishly? Stop fighting, Winter, let's talk to her mother for a minute."
"⋯Suddenly?"
"What is it all of a sudden? You should think about where to put your application. How much my mom has rolled on this floor, can't she get a feel for the report card. Come to the living room for a moment."
As soon as she saw her grades, her mother dragged her brother into her bedroom.
It didn't come out for a very long time, and after a while, her brother finally showed up.
⋯My eyes were slightly watery.
"⋯Are you crying?"
"⋯Don't cry."
I heard her talking as she shook her head, and it didn't sound like she was crying.
Crying a little bit.
"Why, what did your mother say?"
"No."
"Then why?"
"⋯Because my mother cried."
"Mom?"
"Just. She said thank you for growing up, and suddenly ⋯."
"⋯Because my mother suffered a lot too."
Even if she didn't show it, I can't even imagine how difficult it must have been for her to raise a son and a daughter to this point by herself.
Of course her grandmother helped, and her aunts too.
At least we didn't grow up not being loved,
Because I didn't grow up lacking materially.
Outwardly, boldly
She grew up to be a proud child.
Even if the inside is a bit rotten.
"Later, give me a little hug and act cute."
"Can I do that?"
"Why. My mom didn't show it either, so you'll absolutely love it."
"⋯ Because she's doing something she can't do to her mother."
The sound of crying was gone, but instead, the voice was reduced.
I also lowered my voice.
Enough to hear only the two of them.
"It's my responsibility, so you're not at fault."
"⋯."
"I am an elder. ⋯It's just a matter of not getting caught in the first place."
"Yes."
"Because I can't act cute to my mother. I'll ask you instead."
"I mean, I can't act cute either."
"⋯Really?"
"I can't, me. Something like that."
I thought for a moment that I was going to lie, but
Looking back, I don't think it was aegyo.
There are times when I wonder if the word coquettish would be more appropriate.
"Anyway, okay. Let's not talk like this when mom is around. ⋯You never know."
Her brother nodded and naturally sat down next to me.
It didn't stick too tight
At an appropriate distance.
Instead,
Fingers placed side by side between the distant spaces lightly brushed.
While staring at the TV and cell phone without saying a word, carefully groping each other's hands,
I heard the sound of the door opening, so I quickly put my hand back and looked away.
Her mother came out with her face moistened as if she had washed her face.
"Oh, Mom…"
"My sons and daughters, what are you going to eat for lunch?"
"⋯Lunch?"
"Aren't you eating?"
"You have to eat."
"I have tonkatsu, can you fry it?"
"Yep."
"Is pork cutlet good in winter?"
"Huh."
"Okay, let's eat later around 12."
"⋯What are you going to eat tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?"
"It's Christmas Eve. What do you have?"
"Tomorrow are you going to your mother's aunt? Maybe because my eldest uncle is a member of the church, she says she does something delicious. Do you want to go too?"
"⋯No. I have an appointment."
"What about winter?"
"⋯I have an appointment too."
"Still, it seems that you both have plans for Christmas Eve, right?"
"Amman, even if I don't have friends, I have to play outside on days like this."
"Okay. Good job."
"When will you go and come back tomorrow?"
"I go in the afternoon and come back late at night."
"⋯Really?"
"If my mom goes out after drinking, she might come to sleep for the night. But most likely she will come before midnight."
"Don't drink too much. I am hurt."
"Mom knows how to drink in moderation. Don't worry, my son."
Even when I saw my mother smiling at us with her lively voice as never before,
Her mind was still elsewhere.