episode_0463

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“…Shouldn’t you be at least a little concerned about this?”

Even if the three of us are going together, when you think about it, it’s still your girlfriend entering a motel with another man.

Even if it’s not for anything indecent, as her boyfriend, you should be against it, shouldn’t you?

But if you—of all people—are the one suggesting it’s fine to go to a motel first, what am I supposed to do?

At the very least, you could’ve insisted on going home even if it took a bit longer. How can you possibly equate a karaoke room with a motel like it’s the same thing…?

Does that mean you trust me that much?

Or…

“Still, a motel… Haa…”

Catching my breath in frustration, I glared at Seo Woo-jin while desperately suppressing the irritation that had been bubbling up inside me since earlier.

If he had been grinning happily, I would’ve pretended it was an accident and kicked him in the shins repeatedly. Fortunately, he seemed to have some awareness, wearing an awkward expression.

Though I’m sure he was harboring some pretty lewd thoughts inside. The kind of sly bastard elders would call a “smooth-talking fox.”

Either way, since Baek Ji-ho had already said that much, there was no longer any reason not to go to the motel.

I had completely dismissed that option earlier, worried it might upset Baek Ji-ho, but if he’s fine with it, then it shouldn’t matter.

Besides, it’s not like I’m going to do anything worse in front of Baek Ji-ho—just briefly touch his tongue.

The location might be uncomfortable, but the act itself isn’t a problem. It’s purely for treatment, after all.

And based on experience, it’ll take no more than a minute, so aside from wasting the remaining rental time, this is actually a pretty reasonable decision.

Logically speaking, that’s how it should be.

“…Wait, come here for a sec. Baek Ji-ho.”

“Huh?”

“Just come here. I need to talk to you.”

Emotionally speaking, though, it was anything but reasonable.

“…What on earth were you thinking, telling me to go to a motel with another guy? Huh? Do you even have a brain?”

“W-What are you saying? It’s not like I told you to go alone—we’re all three going together…”

I whispered sharply, making sure Seo Woo-jin couldn’t hear. Baek Ji-ho, who had stepped closer, flinched and stubbornly denied it.

He insisted that since the three of us were going together, it shouldn’t be a problem.

That part was true, I guess. It’s not like we’re going alone, and I don’t really have any objections to the three of us going together.

But the issue I wanted to point out was that if Seo Woo-jin had cautiously suggested it, fine—but the fact that my so-called boyfriend was the one who said it…

“…Ugh.”

Unlike Baek Ji-ho, who was just being dense, I had one real mistake weighing on me.

Unlike Baek Ji-ho, who had only masturbated enough to fill a trash can thinking of other women, I had a secret I’d have to take to my grave.

…And the more I got worked up, the sharper the stinging pain in my already sore tongue grew.

So I swallowed my anger at this point.

“Then should we just stop by a karaoke room for a bit? It’d probably be a little cheaper than renting a motel room.”

Had he been reading the mood? Seo Woo-jin spoke up as soon as the conversation ended.

My eyes followed the ends of his hair swaying in the night breeze before I answered a beat late.

“Let’s do that. It’s a shame to waste the remaining time, but as you said, it’d be cheaper than renting a motel… Not like we’d have anything to do there anyway.”

463

“Ah… What should we do? There aren’t any rooms left right now.”

“……”

Saturday evening.

Downtown.

Maybe because of global warming—the temperature was still bearable enough to walk around outside.

Late November, not long after the college entrance exams.

When I listed out all the descriptors for what kind of day today was, I realized there were more names for it than I’d thought.

So the fact that every karaoke place we checked was fully booked wasn’t entirely incomprehensible.

Come to think of it, even the first karaoke we visited had groups of people gathered near the entrance, chatting…

After being turned away yet again and stepping outside, I glanced at my phone.

I hadn’t thought we’d spent much time checking nearby karaoke places, but already, about 20 minutes had slipped by.

…At this rate, maybe Baek Ji-ho was right—we should’ve just gone to a motel.

If we had, we’d probably be done and out by now.

“Should we keep looking for another place?”

Seo Woo-jin asked as he slowly descended the stairs behind me and Baek Ji-ho, who had already stepped out with bowed heads.

I adjusted my coat and answered.

“…No. I think it’s the same everywhere.”

“You think so?”

This was already the third time he’d asked, “Should we keep looking for another place?”

After being turned away from three karaoke places in this area, doing the same thing over and over seemed foolish.

Sure, if we went somewhere farther away, there might be an open room—but that was just a gamble.

So I gave up here and absentmindedly tied my hair back again.

“……”

Maybe I should just endure the embarrassment and suck on Seo Woo-jin’s finger here. It’d only take a minute—three at most.

But as soon as that thought wriggled into my head, the sheer number of people in the downtown area on a Saturday night made it vanish like a rabbit hiding from a hawk.

If I obediently licked Seo Woo-jin’s finger here, I’d probably end up on some overseas video site.

With tags like “Korean” or “Pet” or something.

So in the end, I had no choice.

Absolutely no choice but to recall the backup plan I’d prepared.

…A motel.

We hadn’t even checked the situation there yet.

Rather than wasting more time, it’d be better to go with an option I wasn’t entirely comfortable with. It’s not like we’d be staying long anyway.

Sure, the location was a bit… questionable, but nothing questionable would actually happen.

And the stinging in my tongue was starting to… well, it wasn’t getting any better.

Finishing my thoughts, I pointed in a certain direction so the other two could see.

“…When we came earlier, I saw a… motel over there…”

“……”

“……”

My heart was still screaming in protest, but my head knew this was the most practical choice.

As soon as the word “motel” left my lips, the reactions of the two men in front of me came into view.

And they were… quite something.

One was blinking rapidly, clearly flustered.

Even though he was the one who’d brought up the motel in the first place.

…Did it feel different coming from me?

He couldn’t even hide half his panic, just clearing his throat awkwardly.

The other let out a slow, troubled sigh.

Honestly, he was probably the one who should’ve been happiest about this.

But instead of showing even a hint of amusement, he only looked exasperated.

If we’d been alone and I’d mentioned a motel, he would’ve thrown Baek Ji-ho in my face and spouted all kinds of embarrassing remarks.

What a sly bastard.

Either way, we couldn’t just stand here forever.

If we were going to do this, we might as well get it over with quickly.

Leaving the two motionless men behind, I took a few steps toward the motel first.

“What are you doing? Let’s go and finish this. Now.”

…It wasn’t until about five minutes later that I started worrying about how it would look—a girl entering a motel with two guys.

Fortunately, the motel was unmanned.

If there had been someone at the counter, I would’ve had to resign myself to looking like we were there for a threesome… but at least this part was a relief.

Probably because of COVID. With that idle thought, I approached the kiosk.

Since neither Baek Ji-ho nor I had been to a place like this before, Seo Woo-jin took charge of the kiosk by process of elimination.

Not like it mattered—I figured he’d probably been here occasionally with Ha-yoon or had secret meetups with his fuck buddies.

He’d be used to this kind of thing, and sure enough, he was.

“Looks like there’s still a room available here.”

“……”

“I’ll book it for a short stay.”

“……”

“…Could you at least answer me?”

“Y-Yeah… Book it.”

The interface was user-friendly enough that I probably could’ve handled it, but I wouldn’t have been as smooth as him.

…I really wanted to ask how many people he’d slept with here, but with Baek Ji-ho next to me, I kept my mouth shut.

Pressing the “Short Stay” button on the screen in place of Seo Woo-jin, I took the room key and headed toward the assigned number.

“……”

Room 205.

Of all places, it was the same as Seo Woo-jin’s room number.

There’s no way that was a coincidence—he must’ve picked it on purpose.

…Just to make me self-conscious and flustered.

What a nasty habit.

“I’ll go wash my hands first. Wait for me.”

“I should… brush my teeth too…”

“Your tongue hurts—are you sure?”

“Just gonna rinse with water.”

Not like a place like this would have disposable toothbrushes anyway.

That was part of what I meant, but surprisingly, they did have them.

I hadn’t known since it was my first time, but apparently, that’s standard.

While Seo Woo-jin washed his hands, I took a few sips of tap water and lightly kicked his leg with my foot.

A silent signal: Just stick to the treatment. Luckily, he seemed to get it, letting out a soft laugh before leaving the bathroom without a word.

Not that it would’ve mattered if he hadn’t. Unless he was completely insane, there was no way he’d try anything weird in front of my boyfriend.

After swishing the water around my stinging tongue a few times, I followed him out.

“Could you sit there? At the edge of the bed.”

“…Sure, whatever…”

I guess motels are designed with couples in mind.

There were only two chairs in sight, and Seo Woo-jin and Baek Ji-ho had already taken them.

Naturally, that left the bed as my seat.

…Not like I’d actually use it for anything, but it still felt weird.

With unspoken complaints, I sank into the surprisingly plush mattress.

“It’s nothing major, so it’ll be over quickly. Could you open your mouth for me?”

“……”

All that’s left is to let Seo Woo-jin touch my tongue for a bit.

Sure, it might look a little… questionable to Baek Ji-ho, but since he’s been watching from the start, he shouldn’t have any misunderstandings.

Once Seo Woo-jin says, “You’re fine now,” I’ll just spit out his finger.

Thinking that, I obediently parted my lips for him.

Just slightly—enough to fit a finger or two.

“……”

…Meanwhile, Baek Ji-ho was

sitting in the chair, silently watching.

“……Hng.”

His hand carefully reached out, brushing against my lower lip and chin.

Well, shoving it straight into my mouth would’ve been weird too.

While I was lost in thought, a single index finger slipped past my lips.

…As expected, it’s unnecessarily large compared to mine.

No wonder it always reaches weird places when we’re intimate…

No, no. What kind of thoughts are these for a situation like this?

Right now, the priority is treatment. Second and third priorities too.

So I cleared my head as much as possible and began cautiously winding my tongue around Seo Woo-jin’s finger.

…It has to touch to heal.

Like when we had sex,

when Seo Woo-jin put his fingers in my mouth,

when he teased my tongue and told me to lick.

I remembered those times and—

lightly,

then with two fingers—index and middle—

licking,

obediently.

“……”

All of it.

Baek Ji-ho, sitting at the table, was watching intently.

Me, getting my burned tongue treated by Seo Woo-jin.

Me, diligently licking another man’s fingers.

“…I think about a minute should be enough.”

“…Yeah.”

…No jealousy,

no resentment.

None of that.

Just.

Watching from a distance.

Just… watching.