Uh uh uh uh uh...
Honestly, I'd be lying if I said I didn't expect something like this to happen.
Still, it was thrilling to see a scenario I had imagined at least once actually play out in real life.
Every time I heard the soft panting from below, my body instinctively tensed with anticipation.
Uh uh uh uh uh...
The loud vibration of the phone on the bedside table broke the moment.
It was Minsu calling.
He was calling late, well past the time we were supposed to meet.
When your girlfriend doesn't show up for a date, it's only natural to start wondering where she is.
But right now, your girlfriend was... busy.
I had her right where I wanted her—moaning, shaking, and completely at my mercy.
"Ah… Ah… I'm the owner… Focus… Can't you… Yoo?"
I reached out and picked up the phone.
From below, I heard a coquettish voice pleading with me not to answer, but I ignored it.
Her words said one thing, but the look in her eyes told me she wanted this just as much as I did.
"Where's Yumin? Why aren't you answering your phone?" Minsu's voice came through, tense and impatient.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure how to respond.
Should I just hand the phone to Yumin? No, that would be too obvious.
Besides, she was a little... preoccupied at the moment.
Her hands were tied—literally—so she couldn't answer the phone herself. How could I possibly explain that to him?
"Hey, Minsu. It's Taeyang. Remember me? We hung out together the other day."
"Huh? Uh… I don't really remember… But why are you answering Yumin's phone?"
"Ah… Well…"
I struggled to come up with an explanation.
Minsu kept pressing, his anxiety growing with every second.
"Why can't she answer? What's going on? What are you doing right now?"
Words failed me, so I decided to switch to a video call.
Minsu's face appeared on the screen, his hair perfectly styled and shiny, clearly having put effort into his appearance for the date.
"Hey, Minsu. Your hair looks great. Did you get it cut today? You really went all out for this date, huh?"
"Uh… Thanks, but Taeyang… Why are you… naked? What's going on? Answer me!"
Minsu's voice trembled, and I almost felt sorry for him.
His expression twisted, and it looked like he might burst into tears if I pushed him any further.
He kept demanding an explanation, so I had no choice but to tilt the phone downward.
A sudden, loud scream echoed through the room.
Yumin's body jerked in response, startled by the noise.
Or maybe it wasn't just the noise that had her trembling.
"I'm really sorry, Minsu, but Yumin's a bit… sensitive right now. Try not to shout, okay?"
I tried to calm him down, but his face was already red with anger and embarrassment.
He started sobbing, cursing under his breath between gasps.
I tried to hold back my laughter, but the sound of his frustration was too much.
"Oh, I really shouldn't be laughing…"
"What do you mean, 'shouldn't be laughing'? This isn't funny!"
It was almost pitiful how he kept denying the obvious, even as tears streamed down his face.
I decided to drive the final nail into the coffin.
"Your girlfriend is hot."
Didn't you take good care of her?