Ch.128128. People Change When Alcohol Enters

“Then, shall I begin…?”

In the dead of night, alone with my fiancé. I’m in a shower gown, and he’s in lingerie. What exactly are we planning to do in the middle of a bedroom filled with every sinful element imaginable? I suppressed my pounding heart and waited quietly.

My expression remained relaxed, my posture unchanged with my shoulders against the headboard. As I took deep breaths internally while staring intently, Hwa Nabi carefully extended her arms and wrapped them around my neck.

Blink, blink. Hwa Nabi’s large eyes blinked a couple of times. Her beautiful long eyelashes trembled slightly, suggesting she was just as nervous as I was.

“……”

At such close proximity, even our breathing was clearly audible. For the brief moment our gazes met, neither of us blinked, making it feel as if time had stopped.

Just quietly looking at her like this, she appears more beautiful than anyone else in the world. Hwa Nabi looks so lovely that I wonder if the goddess of beauty herself has descended to earth.

If we stay silent like this, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back much longer. Was this her strategy all along? If her intention was to make me pounce first, she nearly succeeded.

But somehow, with superhuman patience, I managed to resist. She’s wearing sexy underwear and brought wine—it would be a shame to miss whatever she’s prepared.

“I thought you were going to start something. What are you doing?”

I asked in the most relaxed, casual voice I could manage. Hwa Nabi moved even closer, pressing her chest firmly against me as she spoke.

“I’ve already started…?”

“Started what, exactly?”

All Hwa Nabi has done is wrap her arms around my neck and gaze into my eyes.

I’m not some king or tyrant, and she’s certainly not my concubine. I don’t understand why we’re maintaining this movie-like scenario with her acting so coquettish.

“My own… excuse?”

“…This is your excuse? You didn’t say a word until I asked.”

“An excuse doesn’t always have to be verbal, does it?”

So she’s saying she wants to communicate with her body rather than words.

I told her to make excuses or say whatever she wanted to say, not to seduce me like this… Really, what does she take me for?

She seems to think I’ll forgive her if she acts cute in sexy attire. That’s a big miscalculation. I’m a man who stands his ground when necessary. I’m not some fool who falls for his fiancée’s seduction just because she’s dressed sexily.

“……”

Repeating myself shows I’m actually flustered. I can’t say it’s not working. After all, her outfit is exactly my type.

Of course, what man wouldn’t like sexy lingerie, especially when worn by my lovely fiancée? Who in the world could resist that…?

“So… what do you think? My excuse?”

Hwa Nabi looked up at me with a slight smile. With that relaxed smile on her lips, she seemed to think this was enough to convince me.

Honestly, I’m already half—no, about two-thirds—persuaded. In my heart, I’ve more than forgiven her, but I pretended otherwise and shook my head.

“If this is all, it’s a bit weak. I can’t accept it.”

“Hmm… really? I don’t think so.”

I kept my mouth shut, feeling like saying more would only expose my true feelings. Hwa Nabi quietly stared at me as if trying to discern my real thoughts, but when I remained silent, she soon gave up and nodded.

“…Alright then.”

She withdrew her arms from my neck and moved to the bedside table. She picked up the wine bottle with one hand, carefully poured it into wine glasses, and handed one to me.

“What’s this?”

“What do you think? It’s wine.”

“We already had a glass each during dinner. You want to drink more?”

“That was just to accompany the meal. This is a serious drinking session.”

I’m not particularly fond of alcohol, so I wasn’t thrilled about it. As I hesitated whether to take the glass, Hwa Nabi came closer and said in a subtle voice.

“Come on, it’s your girlfriend’s request. You’ll drink with me, right?”

“Ah, okay. Fine.”

When she puts it that way, I can’t refuse. It’s not just anyone but my girlfriend making the request… I have no choice but to drink even if I don’t want to. I took the glass she offered and clinked it lightly against hers.

I brought it to my lips, intending to just wet them slightly.

“…Huh?”

The wine tasted better than I expected.

Since Hwa Nabi brought it, I thought it would be sweet, but it has quite a clean taste. The aroma is very dry, full of tannins with a good finish, and the overall balance makes for a pleasant aftertaste that opens my eyes wide.

“Siwoo, this wine is good, isn’t it?”

“Oh, yeah. It’s nice. What’s it called?”

“Brunello di Montalcino… but the name isn’t important, is it? Would you like another glass?”

“Ah… sure? Just one more then.”

“…Heh, alright.”

***

Not long after we started drinking, he reached the point where one drink led to another, and he downed the wine continuously, emptying the entire bottle in less than twenty minutes.

“Phew…”

And now, his face flushed red, he’s leaning back against the headboard. He’s not saying much, but his heavy breathing suggests he’s definitely drunk.

“Siwoo, are you okay?”

I only prepared this to set the mood a little. He drank so well that I got excited and offered him too much.

A bottle of wine isn’t really that much, but at 12% alcohol content, it’s quite strong. And even someone who handles alcohol well can get drunk when drinking continuously in such a short time.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m perfectly sober.”

The fact that he’s claiming to be sober clearly indicates he’s not.

Hmm, what should I do? If I had known this would happen, I would have stopped him earlier. Since I’ve never seen him drunk before, I didn’t know his exact tolerance. My mistake.

“You don’t seem fine at all… Just rest for now.”

It’s a shame after I dressed up specially for the occasion… but it can’t be helped. I got up to arrange the bedding so he could lie down comfortably.

“Wait.”

I would have done so if he hadn’t grabbed my wrist.

“Um… Siwoo?”

Suddenly caught by him, I tried to pull my wrist free. But the physical difference between us is so great that even when he’s holding me lightly, I can’t break free.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m not going anywhere… I need to clean up. What if you get hurt while sleeping?”

I tried to persuade him with logic, but he remained silent. He just stared at me quietly before suddenly pulling me toward him.

“No. Don’t go.”

“……”

Thump, thump. Somehow I ended up with my face buried in his chest… Perhaps because of the alcohol, his heart is beating much faster than usual.

“Just stay by my side.”

“…Okay. I won’t go anywhere, so could you please let go of my wrist?”

When I asked carefully, he slowly released my wrist.

I tried to quickly pull away, but his arm wrapped around my waist and held me firmly, even faster than I could move.

“Nabi.”

“…What?”

Did he just call me by my name…? Is it my imagination?

Wondering if I misheard, I perked up my ears, and he stroked the back of my head gently while saying softly:

“I love you.”

“…Oh!”

His sudden confession of love caught me off guard. I could feel my face, buried in his chest, burning hot.

“Your response?”

“Wh-what response?”

“Don’t you love me too?”

“…Ah, yes. Me too.”

“What do you mean ‘me too’? I won’t understand unless you say it properly.”

“I… I love you too, Siwoo…”

“…Yes, I love you so much.”

After saying that, he pulled me even closer, wrapping his arms more tightly around me so I couldn’t move at all.

…Really, I’ll let it slide just this once since it’s his first time being drunk. With a deep sigh, I gave up and gently stroked his bangs.

But then…

“…Eek! Si-Siwoo?!”

Suddenly, his hand twitched, and then he placed his palm on my buttocks and started kneading them. I was startled and looked up.

“Hmm, what?”

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“What do you mean? I’m just touching what’s mine. Why?”

“Y-yours? That’s a strange way to put it…”

“Well, isn’t it? You’ve called me yours before too.”

For him to say such things in this situation…? I was about to say something but quickly shut my mouth. As he said, I had indeed said such things before. I couldn’t deny it now.

…Is this person actually not drunk? Suspicious, I leaned forward to check more closely, when he smiled slightly and kissed my cheek.

“Ah…!”

“Why are you so surprised? Didn’t you come closer because you wanted me to do that?”

“Th-that’s not it! I was just trying to check if you were really drunk!”

“Is that so? Then you should have said so. I’m not drunk.”

“No, this person really…!”

This is why drunk people are troublesome. With my waist held firmly, I couldn’t use my strength properly, and given the physical difference between us, I had no choice but to be led by him.

Just as I was about to scold him sharply, he kissed my forehead and firmly squeezed my buttocks.

“Ahh…!”

He wasn’t touching me gently like usual, but kneading firmly as if he were making rice cakes, so the stimulation was intense. I was so surprised that I let out something like a moan without realizing it.

Still holding my buttocks, he looked down at me with a mischievous smile.

“Surprised?”

“O-of course I’m surprised…! Wouldn’t it be strange not to be?!”

“Okay, I’m sorry. It was just a joke.”

“…Phew.”

When he apologizes so honestly, I can’t really say anything more. He’s drunk after all. I should be patient.

I took a deep breath to compose myself. But he couldn’t wait and gently tapped my waist.

“Nabi.”

“Yes, what is it…?”

With a sigh, I answered casually. What strange behavior is he planning now? His arms seemed to loosen, so I tried to raise my upper body, but he caught me and lifted my chin.

Then he leaned his upper body toward me, brushed aside the hair near my ear, and said:

“Can I eat you?”

…Eat what?