028. Debt Assumption (3)

What happens when a physically healthy adult man and woman live together for half a year?

What happens?

They’d fuck like rabbits, obviously.

“Haeun-ah, when did you buy this ground coffee? The flavor’s completely gone.”

“…Two months ago.”

“No wonder. It smells good, but it tastes bland. It’s flavored, huh?”

No matter what thoughts or resolutions Seo Haeun might have while chewing her panini, they never change.

Even if she tries to live a wholesome roommate life in her own way, how do other guys see it?

‘Ah, fuck. That bastard must be having a blast, grabbing those tits and fucking her the moment he gets home.’ They’d be envious.

And the women would be like, ‘Oh, she likes big guys, just like how she looks~’

“I have some leftover coffee beans at my place, so I’ll bring them when I move my stuff. They’re not expensive, but they’re from a decent cafe, so they’re drinkable.”

“….”

“It’s a bit of a hassle since I have to grind them, but the flavor lasts longer than pre-ground coffee.”

“…You know a lot about that stuff, which doesn’t really suit you.”

“What? Just because I look like this, can’t I enjoy coffee? Caffeine is super important for athletes, you know.”

Until yesterday, I had no right to complain about any flies buzzing around Seo Haeun.

If anything, I was just another fly.

But not anymore, starting today.

No matter how much she hates, loathes, and despises me, we’re roommates sharing the same roof now.

It’s one thing to drool over food someone else has already claimed, but trying to snatch a bite? That’s basically asking for a fight.

Whether I swat those buzzing flies with a fly swatter or burn them to death is my business.

I don’t care if Seo Haeun meets her Prince Charming.

What are you gonna do about it, fucker?

With the guy she lives with glaring daggers at her, is she planning to date someone behind my back?

Absolutely not.

“Anyway, finish that up and get ready. We need to go to the gym.”

“…Hey, I was going to go anyway, so could you put some clothes on first? It’s really uncomfortable.”

“Ah, sorry. I’m just used to walking around naked at home.”

“P-please be mindful. If possible, I don’t want to get involved with you…”

“Hey, it’s just you and me here, what’s there to get involved with? Just close your eyes. I’ll get dressed.”

It’s impossible for people living together not to talk.

While closeness of hearts doesn’t guarantee closeness of bodies, usually, when bodies get closer, hearts follow suit.

They say even in the military, crammed with stress, people become like brothers, so in a place with plenty of food and a Han River view from the balcony, it’s hard for men and women to have major fights.

Of course, with my busted shoulder and bone tumor, I’m officially useless, so I don’t really know if that’s true.

For now, I have no intention of starting trouble.

Unlike before.

“Hmm… I can’t really work out in these clothes. I’ll go home and change. So, can I borrow your key card? I need to use the elevator to move my stuff.”

“….”

“And tell me the door lock code too. You go to the gym first. If you really want to go together, you can wait.”

“…940919. Here’s the key card, just move your stuff yourself.”

I already knew the door lock code from spying yesterday, but since things have gotten this far, I’m asking on purpose.

If she found out about my creepy observation skills, my roommate would freak out, right?

Well,

Seo Haeun seems more terrified than creeped out, though.

Thanks to that, she’s easier to handle, which isn’t so bad.

**

Leaving Seo Haeun behind, I stopped by my old place, packed only the essentials into my suitcase, and left it in the hallway.

As expected, she didn’t seem inclined to wait; the place was empty.

The thought that she trusted me enough to leave her place empty made me feel quite emotional.

Unpacking here would be endless, so I left immediately, exited the front door, and headed to the gym.

As soon as I entered the building, I could spot that beige ponytail without any confusion.

Dressed head to toe in baggy sweatpants,

Seo Haeun, who had covered every inch of skin,

was walking on the treadmill as if crawling.

“Why are you dressed so bundled up today?”

“⋯It’s my business.”

“You should’ve come in a tank top like usual. Ah, the leggings were nice too.”

I approached her, tapped her shoulder, and spoke.

“Don’t touch me! We made a promise! You’re already…”

“We’re outside, not at home. Your thighs and hips are fine. You looked like you were in pain earlier.”

“I’m fine, so stop touching me!”

When I deliberately poked her sides and hips with my fingers, she reacted slightly, stopped the treadmill, and glared at me.

But seeing that face now? Honestly, it just turns me on.

I responded to her contempt-filled face with a smirk, then placed my palm flat on her waist and deliberately slid it down, teasing her.

“Tell me if it hurts. I spent my entire baseball career doing rehab, so I’m an expert at warming up bodies, you know?”

“Stop touching me…!”

“Get off. I’ll help you stretch.”

It might not matter much to you or me, since I’m unemployed, but it’s the weekend.

Thanks to that, the gym is packed.

And because of that damn trainer, most of the members are guys.

Perhaps bothered by the guys sneaking glances our way, she couldn’t refuse loudly. I grabbed her hand and pulled her off the treadmill.

Then, I walked over to a spot with good mirror visibility, had her sit on the mat, and leaning in close, whispered in her ear.

“⋯Spread your legs slightly and reach your hands forward.”

“You…!”

“Stretching. Stretching. You’re hurting, remember? Your hips and back. …You did that, and it doesn’t hurt?”

I openly placed my hand on her side, then slid it down slightly to pinch her thighs and hips.

Her muscles were tightly knotted, causing her to hold her breath and barely suppress a scream.

It felt like she might actually moan if I pushed any further, so this time, I moved my hand to her back, traced her spine, and pressing down with my thumb just above her hip bone, I instructed her.

“Reach your arms forward, bend at the waist, and stretch deeply. That’s how you loosen your hips.”

“⋯.”

“⋯Hurry up. If you just stand there, it’ll take forever.”

Biting her lip, she looked up at me, but ultimately couldn’t disobey and began to bend down obediently.

Her face, reflected in the mirror, neared the mat, and a faint moan escaped, audible only to me nearby.

Thanks to that, I realized my erection was blatantly obvious through my sweatpants, so I adjusted my waistband to try and conceal it as much as possible.

“Okay, lower.”

“…I can’t…”

“You can.”

“Ngh…”

She seemed quite flexible during sex, but due to muscle pain, she frowned and resisted, saying she couldn’t. So, I pressed down firmly on her lower back with my thumbs, loosening her body until her chest was close to the ground.

The suppressed moans escaped through her nose, and the people who had been sneaking glances now stared openly.

Feeling a sense of superiority from their gazes, I pressed down hard on her lower back with my thumb to keep her from standing up.

“Alright, 20 seconds. Breathe in. And out.”

“Haa…”

“Three more breaths. In. And out.”

“…Hoo…”

The clothes she wore, the actions themselves.

It was just a wholesome stretching exercise, nothing inherently lewd, but she was enduring so much shame that her ears burned brighter red than on her first time.

…It’s a bit concerning that she gets embarrassed this easily.

Well, the more intense the reaction, the more interesting it gets, so maybe it’s a good thing.

After confirming that the shy Seo Haeun had taken five breaths in and out, I released the pressure from my thumb, allowing her to stand up.

“Haa…”

“Good job. Let’s do three more. There are other exercises too?”

“….”

It wasn’t that strenuous, yet her cheeks were flushed bright red, and she glared at me hatefully with eyes almost on the verge of tears.

I met her gaze with a friendly smile, then patted her back before crouching down and gently massaging her thighs.

“Hey, stop…!”

“I’m just loosening you up. Stay still.”

Startled by my touch, Seo Haeun whipped her beige ponytail around, hitting me with her hair.

Ignoring it, I vigorously massaged her thighs. Each time I worked on a knot, she clamped her mouth shut and tilted her head back.

Hey, if you keep doing that, the people around us will get annoyed.

But I enjoy annoying people, so I applied more pressure, working the muscles thoroughly.

“…Hngh…”

“Bear with it, even if it hurts. It’s supposed to hurt.”

It would have been hotter if she were wearing leggings, a bit of a shame.

But still, I know how her skin feels now, so I can imagine it pretty vividly even through the sweatpants.

Unable to run away, unable to scream.

Staring at the ceiling with eyes full of shame, I massaged Seo Haeun, who kept her hand clamped over her mouth, to my heart’s content.

Seo Haeun, being massaged by me, was now sweating profusely, pouring all her concentration into suppressing her moans.

And the more embarrassed she became,

the more the surrounding gazes,

intensified.

“Okay, that’s loosened up enough. Lie down again. Reach your hands forward.”

Perhaps she decided it was better to hide her face on the floor,

or maybe she just couldn’t stand being groped on the thighs in front of everyone,

even though I asked her to do the same stretch as before,

Seo Haeun didn’t talk back at all.

Pressed down by just my thumb,

she pressed her chest to the ground, making guttural, suggestive sounds audible only to me.

“….”

…This is why I like gyms.

They’re places where you can show off your body and flaunt it.

You can subtly initiate physical contact,

and use exercise as an excuse to get away with it.

I inwardly scoffed at the trainer who was watching us with a menacing look.

I could kind of understand why that bastard gets so handsy whenever female members show up.