Chapter 17: New Flames, and Old Flames

Saturday | October 28th, 2023 | 7:13 PM

As I stepped out of my shower, aggressively patting my hair with the towel with the steam escaping into the hallway, the sound of knocking can be heard from outside of my bedroom, perhaps coming from the front door.

"Who the fuck?" I wondered, dropping my towel onto my bedroom floor and picking up my boxers, hurriedly pulling them on. The knocking persisted, whoever was behind the door was impatiently pounding on the wood. "Man, fuck," I groaned as I struggled to pull on my sweatpants, awkwardly hopping towards my bedroom door and falling out into the living room.

"I'm fucking coming," I snapped, stumbling towards the front door while I finally put a shirt on. The pounding on the door was becoming louder and faster. At this point, there was only one person that I know who would knock like that. I sighed, reaching for the door knob and pulling it open, confirming my suspicions.

Nakyung was standing in the doorway, a wide grin spread across her face. I sighed and opened the door wider, "What do you want?"

She walked right past me and into the apartment, immediately eyeing my couch. "Wow, so mean," she remarked, plopping herself down on the couch. "A girl was just bored and figured she should bother you," Nakyung continued, making herself comfortable. I closed the door and locked it behind me.

"So, what do you want to do? Order takeout and watch Netflix?" She suggested, turning her attention towards me. Her eyes flickered from my torso to the ground, "Where are you going?" Nakyung asked, a frown appearing on her face.

"Huh, how do you know I'm going somewhere?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and folding my arms over my chest.

"Well, your hair is still damp. You almost never take a shower this early unless you're going out somewhere later," She pointed out, gesturing to the dampness of my hair and my clothes. Nakyung was definitely perceptive, it was kind of scary. "Where are you going? Is it a date? Oh! With Haerin?" She excitedly leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees.

"Nah, nothing like that," I chuckled, waving her off. "The goobers are going out tonight to celebrate our first win of the intramural season," I answered. Nakyung nodded her head, her expression dropping, clearly not as excited by the news.

"Well, that's boring," She shrugged, falling back against the couch and letting her body sink into the cushion.

"You know, you're welcome to come. I'm pretty sure they like you, I hope," I teased, raising an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes and crossed her legs.

"Oh, shut up," she snorted, shaking her head. "I'm waiting on my official invite to the group chat before I can go." She threw up her hands in a playful prayer.

"Just come, there's other people coming too like Xiaoting and Jennie. They're not a part of the group chat. C'mon, you said you were bored," I reasoned, trying to convince her.

"I would, but I'm not even dressed and I'm too lazy to walk back to my dorm right now," Nakyung shrugged. "Also, aren't you house-sitting tonight?" she added.

"I already stopped by this morning, the dog's fed enough for the night, the house is clean, and there's no one there. So, it's pretty much the same as any other day," I explained. Yeah, pretty much the same as any other day. Just today, I cranked one out with a pair of Seolhyun's clean undies in her bedroom while some of her cum-coated stuffed animals watched. I even took a short naked nap in her bed to rest up, feeling so naughty rubbing my naked body all over her sheets.

"You should at least ask, I'll feel stupid if they stare me down when I show up," Nakyung pouted, her bottom lip sticking out.

"Alright, I'll bring it up," I said, sighing. Nakyung stood up from the couch, smoothing her clothes out and coming over to look over my phone:

hey can nakyung come tonight? shes bored asf and bothering me right now

Joyomgg yes! i havent seen her since my party

Yejihelll yea

Wooyoungofc shes always welcome

I gave a smug look to Nakyung, who returned with a roll of her eyes.

Haechanwhen we meeting up

Wooyoungyall can come over as soon as im finishing up cleaning my apartment

Once again, I gave Nakyung a look, who rolled her eyes, and turned away from me, going back over to the couch and laying back down. "No excuses now," I said. She sighed, nodding her head, "I don't know, Minjae. Is it just the goobers?"

"I'm pretty sure it's just us, plus Xiaoting and Jennie, and even Saerom's coming, so you can expect to see Haechan try to charm her while deep in alcohol. It should be interesting," I told her, sitting down beside her on the couch.

"So, it's gonna be a full house tonight," Nakyung sighed, staring at the ceiling. "Reminds me of that night, you know."

"Yeah," I mumbled, recalling the night Joy hosted her first party at her own house. It was the night I pushed my luck and scaled the side of her house just to steal her underwear from her room. It was also the night Nakyung and I formally bonded over our pervy secrets and I introduced her to the joys of stealing underwear.

"So what, you're coming tonight right?" I asked, looking down at her.

"I mean, I don't have anything better to do," she shrugged. "But, like I said, I'm not wearing anything nice right now, and I'm too lazy to leave and come back."

"Why not borrow something of mine?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. She looked at me incredulously, folding her arms over her chest and giving me a stern glare.

"Are you serious?" she scoffed, her eyes boring holes into my head. "Have you seen how much bigger your waist is than mine? Your pants wouldn't fit me, and they would be so loose. Your shirts would probably fit, but I'll look stupid in them."

"There's something called a belt, you know," I deadpanned, rolling my eyes. "And my shirts look fine, you're just being picky."

"Shut up," she muttered, swatting at my arm. "If it makes you feel better, I'll try them on and see. If they fit, I'll wear them, otherwise, I'll just stay in," Nakyung conceded.

"That's all I'm asking for," I said, standing up and going back to my room. Nakyung trailed behind me, following me into my bedroom.

"So, what should I wear?" she asked, planting her hands onto her hips.

"Just, anything. It doesn't matter, you'll look fine in anything," I responded, leaning against the doorway, watching as she walked over to my dresser and pulled my top drawer open. She started rummaging through my shirts, pushing them around. It made me cringe watching her throw my folded clothes onto the bed behind her, but I'll deal with that later. I came from behind her and sifted through the pile of shirts, finding the one that I imagined as a part of my own outfit tonight.

I threw off the shirt I had on, replacing it with the new one. I glanced back at Nakyung, who had finally stopped rummaging and was holding up a black, graphic t-shirt in her hands. It was an old band t-shirt that I wore occasionally, and she looked satisfied with her choice.

"What are you wearing tonight?" she asked, dropping the shirt onto the bed and beginning to undress. Although I've probably seen Nakyung naked the most out of anyone, it never failed to shut down any thought in my brain and freeze me up. Her petite body, slender frame, and smooth skin made my mouth dry and my blood run cold.

"Uhh, this, probably black jeans and my high-top Nikes," I stuttered, swallowing thickly.

"Cool," she said while throwing her shirt to the floor and revealing her pink bra. And, as if she had read my thoughts, she started undoing her pants and pulled them off, revealing the tight, matching pink cotton panties underneath. It was simple, nothing extravagant, and she didn't seem to notice as she grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it over her head.

She adjusted the shirt, pulling it down her waist and smoothing the fabric. As she turned around to face me, my attention was brought back to my shirt, seeing that it looked good on her. "Do I look stupid?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips.

"Not at all, actually," I answered honestly, looking her up and down. "That looks nice on you." I liked the way my shirt was oversized on her, hanging loosely around her thin frame. The neckline was wide and slightly exposed her collarbones and shoulders, and the hem hung loosely around her thighs. The black contrasted well with her pale complexion.

"Great," she nodded, "Where's your pants at?" I moved aside, pointing towards the closet and the rows of pants hanging from the rack. She moved past me and sifted through my selection. Meanwhile, I picked up the pile of shirts on my bed, trying my best to fold them again as neatly as possible.

"How have you been lately, by the way?" she asked, breaking the silence. "I haven't been blessing you with my presence lately. Have you been crying yourself to sleep missing me?" she teased, smirking back at me.

"Nah, I'm fine, thanks for asking though," I laughed. "I've just been busy with intramurals, work, school, you know, the usual. What about you, what have you been doing without my supervision?"

"Well, you know. Classes, sleeping, I attended the committee meeting Thursday night," she listed off, looking over her shoulder at me.

"Committee meeting? I forgot you joined the student activities committee," I recalled the recruitment, after a rather interesting encounter with the committee's president and her lackey, Park Jihyo and Im Nayeon. For a brief moment, the memory of Jihyo's massive tits blew past my mind and I had to blink it away. "What was that like?"

"It was fun, a little bit overwhelming," she began, pausing and grabbing a pair of dark jeans from my closet. She put them over her lap and continued, "There were a lot of girls, and they were so welcoming, but they were talking really fast and the ideas were so wild, I could barely keep up. But it was fun."