Chapter 195: Jo A-yeong is used to dealing with drunks

As Jo A-yeong intended, Hayoon was completely knocked out.

Sometimes, drinking to the point of blacking out can be helpful.

Not that it’s a good thing, but Jo A-yeong knew this from personal experience.

At her old small company, it was typical for the male employees to be given extra work while the young female employees were treated with a cloying sweetness that made them feel uneasy.

Of course, there were certainly some queen bee types who enjoyed such sweet treatment.

But, at least, Jo A-yeong was not one of them.

She felt even more self-conscious around the male employees, and even more uncomfortable.

So one day, she met with a senior colleague who had similar concerns and had a private consultation…

That’s when she experienced this kind of somaek mixing, and after blacking out…

Jo A-yeong made a decision.

She decided to just quit the company and escape.

She didn’t know if it was a good direction, or what changes it brought to the company.

Jo A-yeong was now an outsider to that small company of her past.

She had enough sense to say she would handle the transition work for two weeks before quitting, and having experienced quitting in such a way…

“Hayoon, are you alive? Hayoon?”

Jo A-yeong was secretly curious to see what Hayoon would look like when she woke up.

Hayoon, completely out of it from her special somaek, was slumped in the corner of the restaurant’s sofa, hands and feet limp. Her memory was gone, and she was sound asleep.

Completely defenseless.

“She’s dead, completely dead.”

Jo A-yeong chuckled and took a picture of Hayoon.

It had been a while since she had seen Hayoon this defenseless.

No, actually, Jo A-yeong had never seen Hayoon this defenseless.

At most, she had seen her panting after their first workout together.

This was a precious sight that had to be captured on camera and saved.

“Ha, got it.”

After satisfactorily finishing her photoshoot, Jo A-yeong paid for the meal with her own card, called a taxi, and then helped Hayoon out when the taxi arrived.

“Oof, so soft.”

Jo A-yeong chuckled again, looking at Hayoon leaning against her.

Hayoon’s chest, pressed against her, was so soft it was hard to believe she was wearing a bra.

She seemed to be wearing a very high-quality one. And since Jo A-yeong was also quite tall, supporting Hayoon wasn’t too difficult.

“Cheeeck…”

However, as they moved together, Hayoon, who should have been asleep, started mumbling something.

“Uh, I already paid for everything.”

“Cheeeck…”

Jo A-yeong expertly handled Hayoon’s drunken ramblings and then stuffed her into the back seat of the taxi.

“Uh, um… You’re not going to throw up, are you?”

“Yeah, she’ll probably be fine.”

“Well, alright… The distance is short anyway…”

Then, she took Hayoon to Igloo 2.

There was a bed there, and crucially, Jo A-yeong didn’t know Hayoon’s home address.

So she planned to put her to bed at the Igloo and then go home. The taxi driver, seeing the completely drunk Hayoon, drove anxiously.

And so, about 10 minutes later.

“Thank you, driver.”

“Thank you…”

“No, thank you even more. Thank you for the butter…”

The overly emotional taxi driver wiped away a tear and drove off as if fleeing. Jo A-yeong, though struggling, brought Hayoon into Igloo 2 with an excited look.

Then, she took out a spare toothbrush from the bathroom and started brushing Hayoon’s teeth.

She felt that if Hayoon’s teeth rotted because she had drunk today, Jo A-yeong would feel even worse.

She brushed her teeth cleanly.

“Ughh…”

“Good, well done.”

Hayoon, despite being unconscious, managed to rinse her mouth.

Jo A-yeong had been worried for a moment when she first put the toothbrush with toothpaste into Hayoon’s mouth, but it was a relief that things worked out well.

Jo A-yeong started preparing Hayoon for bed by personally undressing her.

Since Hayoon preferred blouse-type clothes, she felt that if she slept in them, they would look terrible the next morning.

“Oof, so big.”

Jo A-yeong, despite having the largest breasts of anyone around her, marveled at Hayoon’s chest as she took off her blouse.

No, actually, this wasn’t that unusual.

On the contrary, women with large breasts were the ones who best understood the struggles and shapes of other women with large breasts.

What would those who hadn’t even had them know about breasts?

Only Jo A-yeong could be Hayoon’s understander, and only Hayoon could be Jo A-yeong’s.

“Phew, all undressed.”

After taking off Hayoon’s blouse and skirt, Jo A-yeong hung them on a hanger, then laid Hayoon on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

“Hooo…”

Hayoon, completely out of it from having blacked out, didn’t even notice Jo A-yeong’s touch.

She just quietly curled up in the blanket and slept soundly.

“Ugh…”

Jo A-yeong, watching Hayoon, felt a mischievous thought bubble up.

What would happen if two women in their underwear ended up sleeping together after a drunken night?

Would they be horrified the next day?

Or would they think it’s okay since they’re both women?

Or would their relationship become strangely awkward?

“This could be fun…?”

Since starting her internet broadcasting career, Jo A-yeong had become someone who thoroughly pursued dopamine, and there was no reason for her to miss such a golden opportunity.

Especially since Hayoon always told her to do yuri appeal, lily appeal, whenever she streamed.

She would say that people would love it and send “polar bear” emotes, and that unnie should also find a good partner and do it.

“I was bored, you’re in for it now.”

Seizing the opportunity, Jo A-yeong stripped off her clothes and lay down next to Hayoon.

Since Jo A-yeong lived alone, she didn’t necessarily have to go home.

She didn’t have a curfew either.

And so, with the simple intention of teasing Hayoon once, Jo A-yeong began her build-up.

“Aww… sleepy…”

She fiddled with her phone for a bit, then lay down in her underwear and closed her eyes.

“Th-this,
…”

Hayoon woke up to a familiar sensation.

Hayoon was generally an early riser, even after drinking.

So today too, despite having drunk until she blacked out, she managed to wake up and get out of bed.

“Haaa…”

A sigh escaped her lips.

She scratched her exposed stomach, being in her underwear, and came out, frowning slightly.

“…?”

There was a soundproof booth in the living room.

Was this… the Igloo?

Well, it wasn’t that strange to think she had come to the Igloo while drunk.

Hayoon had been constantly grumbling to Baek-seol about how upset she was, even while drinking.

It wouldn’t be strange for her to have unconsciously come to Igloo 2, where Baek-seol had last streamed.

“Hayoo…”

However, if this was the case, a scolding was guaranteed.

Hayoon usually sent at least a short message to Min Jungyun before staying out, but today, she had been so mesmerized by the somaek Jo A-yeong mixed that she had gotten drunk in an instant and forgotten to send a message.

Honestly, after the first two glasses of somaek, her head had gone blank, and she didn’t remember anything.

“My head feels like it’s going to split…”

Hayoon, frowning, took out cold water from the refrigerator in the Igloo and poured it into a glass, gulping it down.

The cold water made her feel a little better. She held her head and was about to go back to bed.

Honestly, she was too dizzy.

She planned to quickly lie down, toss and turn a bit, then order some delivery for breakfast and go home.

She was guaranteed to get a scolding when she got home, and she probably wouldn’t be able to eat properly due to being self-conscious.

So she planned to take care of herself and eat properly before going home…

“…?”

Suddenly, Hayoon’s words caught in her throat at the magnificent volume imprinted on the blanket on the bed.

“Uh…?”

The two majestic peaks revealing their grand presence under that blanket…

“Jo A-yeong…?”

It was undoubtedly Jo A-yeong’s chest.

Startled, Hayoon rushed to the bed and lifted the blanket.

“Ugh…”

Jo A-yeong, still asleep, groaned and turned over.

Although Jo A-yeong had barely drunk yesterday, she was generally a heavy sleeper in the morning and had woken up later than Hayoon.

“No…”

Hayoon, who had covered Jo A-yeong’s face with the blanket, lifted it again, thinking she had seen wrong.

Jo A-yeong, whose breathing had been difficult because the blanket was covering her face, groaned more loudly.

Hayoon, momentarily flustered, frowned and looked at her own body.

“It’s not…?”

Fortunately, there were no handprints on her body.

It was a relief that it didn’t seem like anything untoward had happened.

“It’s not…”

After checking Jo A-yeong’s body again, Hayoon, convinced that they had only slept, sighed in relief, got under the covers, lay down, and closed her eyes.

‘We’re both women, so what.’

Sleeping together wasn’t particularly strange.