episode_0550

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After finishing dinner with Da-bin and the person referred to as the health teacher.

A dawn as quiet as any other.

While sleeping peacefully with my wife, at some point, my eyes opened without me realizing.

I don’t want to admit it, but I guess I really am getting older.

You see elderly people waking up abruptly like this, unable to sleep.

I must be stepping into that age now.

Still, if I toss and turn a bit, I’ll probably fall back asleep.

Listening to the steady breathing of my wife beside me, I began to settle back into a comfortable position to sleep.

But, fortunately, it seems my eyes didn’t open for no reason.

I drank a bit during dinner today, and it must’ve affected me at this ambiguous hour, not quite bedtime.

Well, it’s just an unavoidable bodily function.

Groaning from exhaustion, I quietly slipped out of bed and reached for my phone first.

2:20 AM. At least I woke up early—that’s a relief.

Frankly, if I had woken up just minutes before the alarm, I’d have felt cheated out of sleep all morning.

Anyway, I should take care of this quickly and go back to sleep…

Clicking my tongue softly, I muffled my steps and headed to the living room, careful not to wake my wife.

Creak, click.

Leaving behind the unavoidable small noises.

I was about to turn on the living room light out of habit but stopped myself just in time.

Because tonight, we have a guest staying over—not just our family.

Even if it were just Da-bin’s friend, I’d have been careful, but this is the health teacher we’re talking about.

Not to mention, they’re that rare healing-type transcendent everyone says is so hard to meet.

Thankfully, there’s no serious illness in our household, but I’m still grateful they confirmed it for us.

Either way, I can’t treat this connection carelessly.

Deciding against turning on the light, I headed toward the bathroom.

On the way, I glanced at the living room sofa, wondering if they were sleeping comfortably despite the likely poor conditions.

Given the late hour, I couldn’t see much, but the dim moonlight let me make out vague shapes.

At least I could see something bundled under thick blankets.

Then again, my wife’s been obsessed with saving on heating lately. The living room must be freezing.

Honestly, it didn’t feel particularly cold to me, but that’s subjective.

You can’t expect the young and the elderly to feel the same.

Letting out a short breath, I mindlessly continued toward the bathroom.

“…….”

…But given the time.

A faint light seeped through the crack of my daughter’s door.

What could she be doing alone at this hour?

“…Hm.”

No, never mind.

Let her be.

I remembered her saying she’d be busy soon with training or whatever, even though she’s on break now. So I let it go and headed to the bathroom.

If she’d been making noise—like talking on the phone—I might’ve said something, but it was quiet.

If I’d barged in only to find her secretly masturbating… that would’ve been a disaster.

Better for her to get caught by her mom. If I caught her… ugh.

Just imagining how awkward things would be with Da-bin for years after makes my head hurt.

After a quick bathroom trip, I took care of business.

Then, without incident, I quietly returned to the bedroom.

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“…He’s gone back, …right?”

“Probably.”

“I think he just woke up to use the bathroom… Haa….”

…Right in the middle.

Right in the middle of sex.

Suddenly, a noise came from outside.

Sounded like a door opening… or something. …Anyway.

Because of that, both Seo Woo-jin and I froze in shock, immediately stopping what we were doing and hurriedly pulling the blanket over ourselves.

The blanket bulged from Woo-jin’s body, so I whispered at him to lower himself.

Even though I knew it was obvious, I tried coaxing and soothing him.

Like that, feeling the weight of this man on me for a while.

If my parents had opened the door and walked in, I was ready to lie and say we were just texting friends…

Was it Mom? Or Dad?

I definitely felt someone pass by, but I couldn’t tell who.

Not that it really matters who came and went in this situation… Haa…

All that’s left is gratitude to every god and buddha out there, and my heart, still pounding like crazy.

Letting out a deep sigh with my eyes closed, Woo-jin—pressed tightly against me—spoke in an amused voice.

“You must’ve been really scared. I’ve never seen a heart beat this fast before.”

“Not the time for jokes…! Whether it was Dad or Mom, someone definitely came out for a moment…”

“But nothing happened, right? We stopped as soon as we heard the door, so they couldn’t have heard anything.”

“But what if they saw you weren’t on the sofa…?”

“Unlikely.”

“‘Unlikely’ doesn’t cut it…!”

“You said something in the kitchen earlier, remember? That if this happened, your dad would personally beat me up.”

“……”

“Then they must not have seen.”

“…What if it was Mom?”

“Hmm. Maybe she likes me more than your childhood friend.”

“…Haaa…”

Yeah. Honestly, if you ignore that filthy core of his, there aren’t many men as decent as Seo Woo-jin.

Hell, that pervert even scored points with Mom. She loved his one-sided crush stories.

So I’ll admit his confidence isn’t baseless, but…

“Too bad. Could’ve been a chance to get your parents’ approval.”

“Shut up, that’s never happening…!”

“Never?”

“Obviously. Who the hell has sex in front of their parents…? Unless they’re insane…”

Admitting it doesn’t make it any less annoying.

Woo-jin, you know this too, right?

If one of my friends acted like you, I’d laugh it off at first but slowly distance myself.

Or maybe I’d tell them straight up to cut it out because it’s gross.

No, not maybe—I definitely would.

Does it make any sense to pinch my nipple with your fingers in that dangerous situation earlier?

That’s just insane.

…But.

“Alright, alright. …Anyway, your parents went back in.”

“……”

“Wanna keep going? Or since it’s late, we can just…”

This is why.

I can’t say anything.

“…Let’s finish what we started.”

“Thought you’d want to stop. Surprising.”

“Men… get hard and it hurts, right? So…”

“Doesn’t hurt, exactly. It’s uncomfortable, but it’ll go down if I wait a bit.”

“…Still, you’d want to release the built-up semen, right? …You said you and Ha-yun do it all weekend, all day…”

“More is better for me, but I held back because I thought you’d get tired.”

“……”

“If you’re worried about me, we can stop here.”

…Woo-jin.

The sex with you.

It’s like you know every inch of my body.

It’s so good it’s infuriating.

“…You’re doing this on purpose. Right now.”

“Doing what?”

“Trying to make me say ‘I want to keep having sex’ on my own. You’re doing it deliberately.”

“Ah… …Yeah. You’re right.”

“…Disgustingly honest. Couldn’t you at least try to hide it…”

“If you know, why not just say it?”

“……”

Even as I furrow my brows.

Even as I lightly bite my lower lip.

Even as I look up at you with a flushed face.

…I’ll play along.

Like you ordered earlier.

Honestly.

I’ll humor you.

“…Se… sex… ……I want it.”

“With who.”

“……”

“Who. Say the name.”

“………Seo Woo-jin, you pervert bastard…, …haa…,”

“……”

“…I want to have sex…”

Look at me, the mature one humoring your childishness.

Even I let out a hollow laugh at my own pathetic self-comfort.

“Then is it okay if I do what I want this time?”

“…You’ve already been doing that. Don’t pretend otherwise…”

“Not wrong, but there’s something I really want to do now, and I think I need your permission.”

“…Is it like earlier, when you suddenly said you wanted to try something? That kind of thing doesn’t need permission…”

“No, not like that. Um…”

“…What is it…?”

Still fanning my burning face from the embarrassing words I just spat out.

As I tilt my head in confusion at Woo-jin’s whisper, he leans even closer.

Close enough for his lips to brush my ear as he speaks.

“What you suggested earlier… I think it’s time.”

“…Suggested…?”

“Somewhere Baek Ji-ho might hear. You, telling me you love me, while we have sex.”

“…Ah…”

“We even practiced, right?”

“…Y-yeah. We did, briefly…”

We definitely did.

In fact, it wasn’t even Woo-jin’s idea—I brought it up first.

Woo-jin would enjoy hearing me say I love him, even if it’s a lie.

And Baek Ji-ho, listening through the wall…

…With cheap, dirty excitement,

I want him to feel some regret.

“……”

But Woo-jin kept saying he… loved me.

And now, hearing those words from his mouth again…

…It’s, well, honestly…

Feels a little different.

“Still, it’s a shame it’s so late. It’s usually bedtime now.”

“…Yeah… If he’d fallen asleep…”

“Then it’d just be us whispering ‘I love you’ during sex.”

“……”

No.

It’s very different.

This is slightly off from the netorare you asked for, Baek Ji-ho.

Netorare only works if both people are lying.

If even one of them is sincere.

If, by chance, both are sincere…

…Then it’s just.

“What do you want to do, Seol Da-bin?”

“……”

“Your childhood friend. Should we call and make sure he’s awake?”

“……”

A mutual exchange of love whispers.

Nothing more than ordinary showing off.