Chapter 25: Post Nut Clarity

Friday | November 17th, 2023 | 5:49 PM

I stood at my kitchen counter, scrolling through my phone. I was supposed to be cooking something to eat before I eventually got started with school work. Two assignments due tonight. Upcoming finals to study for. Material to review, the semester was coming to an end soon and I needed to focus up.

All of a sudden, my phone started blowing up. That's an exaggeration, but my phone was dinging with messages while I was trying to decide what I wanted to eat. It was the Goofy Goobers group chat. They were going out tonight. 

It was the usual on a day like this, someone's asking when we're meeting up, then someone answers, then someone asks what time we're meeting up, and yada, yada, yada. It was always the same thing. I briefly remembered Wooyoung's invitation after Wednesday's game, and my rejection.

Now that it was after the fact, I somewhat felt a little guilty for declining, especially since everyone else was going. Then again, I doubt they'd care if I wasn't there one time, especially since I've been to every other outing.

As much as I would like to go and hang out with everyone, I'm just not in the mood. Speaking of which, I have a lot of work to do. I dropped my phone off to the side and drifted over to my fridge. Pulling the door open, I stared inside. Raw ingredients littered the shelves, but nothing stuck out to me. The bottom shelf had bottles of soju lined up neatly, and a couple cans of beer. Seulgi must've stocked up for us.

Shutting the door, I moved to the cupboards, opening the one next to the stove. A few boxes of noodles, cups of instant ramen, some snacks, and other miscellaneous food items. Shit, I don't have the energy to cook right now. I felt unbearably lazy. My phone chimed once, and then a couple seconds later, again. I rolled my eyes and picked it up, swiping up the screen and tapping the message icon.

Wow. Usually, my first impression of everyone's outfits would come from seeing them in person. Joy, on the other hand, decided to show her outfit before they were going to meet. She must've been influenced from hanging around Jennie and Xiaoting, as they were also present in the picture.

In the middle stood Joy, who was wearing a pair of white high waisted shorts with a cropped, pink graphic t-shirt. Her hair was tied up into a neat, high ponytail and she wore a light face of makeup. Behind her, Jennie and Xiaoting were standing on either side. They were all smiling and posing for the camera, and the girls looked really hot.

Joy has always been sexy, but for some reason, she was hitting differently tonight.

"Damn," I mumbled, my eyes locked onto her legs. They were on full display, and she looked good. The way Joy had posed, her arms had lifted her shirt a bit and exposed her toned stomach. For just a peek, I could see the bottom of her bra. They were white, matching her shorts.

"Holy fuck," I muttered. My cock stirred, and I felt a twitch. My dick was half-hard already, just by looking at her. She looked hot. She was definitely dressed to impress and the fact that she was doing it for us, our eyes, had made it even better. The look on her face was a playful one, like she knew exactly what she was doing and how it was affecting us.

I can't study well with a raging hard-on, this comes first before anything. Before I dropped my pants and started beating it in the middle of the kitchen, I turned back to the fridge and remembered the beer and soju sitting on the bottom shelf. Seulgi wouldn't mind if I just borrowed a few bottles. Snatching two bottles of soju, I returned back to my room and slammed the door shut.

Dropping to the floor, I hurriedly unscrewed the cap off the soju bottle and started guzzling. The taste of alcohol burned the back of my throat, and I coughed, the drink spilling from my mouth. With my other hand, I fumbled to free my throbbing dick from my pants.

Once my cock was free, the cold air hit my shaft and I shivered, taking another drink of soju. I forced myself to finish off the bottle right there on the spot, before finalizing my pants and boxers coming off, leaving me in just my shirt. I rolled the empty bottle off to the side and moved to open the other, drinking it in quick, long sips.

"Shit, Joy," I groaned, leaning my head against my bed. With one hand, I held the soju bottle in an upright position and wrapped the other around my cock. My palm slid up and down, and my breathing picked up. I couldn't get the image of Joy out of my mind. It wasn't hard, since she was always sexy and beautiful, but her teasing look, imagining the shorts that hugged her butt, was just too much.

I took sips in between breaths and jerked off to Joy's sexy legs. Finishing the second bottle, I rolled it away and blindly threw my hand underneath my bed. My fingers ran along the floor, before they brushed up against the hidden shoebox. Dragging it out, I opened it up and dug inside past the other panties I collected.

There, hidden beneath all the others, were the pair I stole from Joy's bedroom that time she hosted a party at her house. The iconic black thong with the 'FUCK ME' text inscribed across the crotch. I took it out, the cloth dangling from my finger.

"Joy, fucking tease," I hissed, hastily wrapping my penis with the soft fabric. The material was a bit sticky, and I knew it was from Nakyung and I's cum, but it didn't matter. The mass amount of soju was already taking effect and my thoughts were becoming more hazy.

My cock was hard and throbbing, and the cool air of my room mixed with the sensation of Joy's thong wrapping my dick, the alcohol in my system, and the images of Joy running through my head, I couldn't hold it any longer. My palm slapped up and down my length, the sounds filling the room, mixing with the sound of my breathing.

"Ahhh, fuck, Joy. Fucking shit," I panted, and squeezed the head, imagining the warmth and wetness of her pussy. In no time, the alcohol did its job and pushed me deep into a fantasy I had conjured in a drunken haze.

"T-Thank you, Minjae," Joy babbled, her voice high and slurred. I grunted as I adjusted my hold on Joy's waist, her dead weight pulling down on my shoulders.

"J-Just don't throw up," I said, a bit breathless while I fished out Joy's house key from my pocket and jammed it into her door.

"M' not gonna... hic... throw up," Joy replied. Her body was limp against mine, and her feet dragged on the ground. I finally turned the key and pushed the door open.

"M'not drunk," Joy murmured, before lifting her head off my shoulder.

I glanced at her and she was giving me a dazed smile. "Yeah, you are," I replied, and walked her into her house, shutting the door behind us. Her foyer was always a sight to see but I couldn't stay long as I started leading her towards the stairs.

"Y-You're a... good friend, Minjae," Joy stuttered. She stumbled, her feet getting caught on the first step and her body started tumbling back.

"I got you," I exclaimed, tightening my hold on her. Her upper half fell onto my chest and she was laughing. "Yeah, I know, tell me about it when I tuck you in."

"M'kay," Joy mumbled, and let me lead her up the stairs. Her bedroom was just upstairs and to the left, and luckily the door was wide open, so I didn't need to worry about pushing any more doors open. I pulled her past heaps of clothes lying on the floor and deposited her onto her bed.

"Ugh," I grunted, rubbing the sore spots on my shoulders where she'd dug her elbows into.

"Haha," Joy giggled, and flopped onto her bed. She turned her head into her pillow and closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan. I stood there, looking down at her while catching my breath.

"What are you standing there for?" Joy slurred, her words muffled by her pillow. "Come on. Lay here with me."

"No," I laughed out of embarrassment, "I'll be leaving now. I have a test tomorrow and need to study."

"Aww," Joy groaned, and opened her eyes, slowly turning her head towards me.

I played with her house key, "Look, I'm going to lock your house on the way out. I'll come back tomorrow and drop it off when you're awake. Good night, Joy." I started backing away, feeling my time here was over with.

"Minjae." Joy softly called out.

"Hmm?" I hummed, stopping at her bedroom door. She was still in her sleeping position, but I could hear her voice quietly call for me again. "What was that?" I said as I got closer to the bed again. She mumbled, her voice muffled into the pillow.

"What?" Once again, she mumbled so I leaned closer to her head, straining my ear to listen. It was her trap, to draw me in close. All of a sudden, Joy threw her arms around my neck and pulled me down, her body turning onto her back.

"You're staying here," Joy demanded. She had a grin on her face and her eyes were shining with drunken happiness.

"W-Wait, Joy, I can't," I exclaimed, panicking, trying to peel her hands off me.

"Shh," she shushed me. "Be quiet." Her head lurched forward and connected our lips.

I tried to push away but her grip was tight. The taste of alcohol hit my tongue as her mouth pressed into mine. The softness of her lips and her breath mixing with mine had a wave of arousal running through my body.

Joy broke off the kiss, and pulled back, her hands still gripping the sides of my head. We looked at each other, the both of us breathing heavily.

"You're so nice, you deserve a treat," Joy breathed, her eyes half-lidded. She pulled us close again and captured my lips. I gave in to the kiss, the feeling of her soft lips and her body being pressed against mine had taken control of my brain. It felt so good. It was so wrong. I couldn't think clearly and let the heat take over. My hands roamed her sides and she let out a soft moan into the kiss. Fuck, fuck. My mind was racing and my body on its own as I mounted the bed and laid aside Joy.

Joy's tongue was in my mouth and her hands were on my chest, rubbing all over, pushing away my flannel. Our lips smacked and saliva dribbled from our mouths.

"Joy, wait," I gasped, breaking the kiss. I was out of breath and the feeling of her body and lips, and the scent of her perfume and sweat, it was too much. "Joy, stop." I grabbed her wrists and pushed them back.

"Don't wanna stop," she whined, her hands squirming.

"Joy," I hissed. "Joy, you're drunk. We can't."

"It's okay," Joy whispered. "You've always been a good friend, Minjae."

"I know, but," I stammered, the taste of alcohol heavy in my mouth. I can still smell the lingering scent of it from Joy's breath. She had drunk so much, I wouldn't be surprised if she passed out midway. She lurched forward again, her mouth finding mine and we kissed. Her lips were warm and inviting and her body was hot against mine.

"It's okay, Minjae. Let me do something nice for you. You've done a lot for me," she mumbled, her words slurred. She pushed back on my hold and I let go, allowing her to grab my flannel and yank it down my arms.

"Fuck, Joy," I gasped, my head spinning. What's happening? This is wrong, isn't it? Then why wasn't I stopping it. Why am I enjoying it? She pulled my undershirt over my head and her hands found their way to the bulge in my pants. With senseless babble, she rubbed her palm on my growing erection.

My thoughts were consumed with pleasure, and I couldn't bring myself to stop her. My hands went for the button of her shorts and I unfastened it, before reaching around and grabbing the zipper, and pulling it down. Her hand grabbed mine and I stopped, watching her as she sat up. Her fingers hooked onto the hem of her shorts, and she dragged them down, lifting her ass and sliding the tight shorts down her smooth, pale legs.

The shorts got caught around her ankle and I tugged it free, throwing it onto the ground. Her eyes were hazy and she smiled at me. I admired her naked lower half. She was wearing a pink pair of cotton panties. The color stood out, matching her top and highlighting the skin of her legs and butt, the light fabric was soft and clung to her butt.

I was entranced, admiring the sight before me. The way her thighs squished against each other, the curve of her butt, the swell of her hips. My cock throbbed, straining in my pants, the front of my boxers staining themselves with a small patch of precum.

Joy grabbed the hem of her pink top and peeled it off, her hair falling over her bare shoulders. She reached behind and unclasped her bra, letting it fall off her body and her tits bouncing free. I could see the slight red lines from her bra along the soft flesh, and her nipples were a cute shade of pink.

She was completely naked now. The moonlight coming through the window lit up her pale body. Joy crawled back onto the bed, and laid down, her head on her pillows. Her hair was strewn across the fabric and her breasts were pressed against her chest. Her eyes were half-lidded and staring up at me, and her mouth was in a coy smile.

"Like what you see, Minjae?" She teased. Even drunk, she still had that look in her eyes, like it was second nature to be a tease.

"God damn," I mumbled, and moved forward. My hand reached out and cupped her breast.

"Eeek," she giggled, and squirmed under my touch. I kneaded her tit and pinched her nipple. Joy's giggling continued and she let out a happy sigh. Her body was warm and smooth, and her boob fit perfectly in my hand.

"Your tits are so fucking perfect, Joy," I said, and leaned forward. My mouth met the flesh of her chest and I pressed a kiss to her skin, trailing kisses around her nipple. She gasped when I ran my tongue across the bud, licking the areola.

"Ah, M-Minjae, that's good," Joy stuttered.

I chuckled and opened my mouth, taking her nipple between my lips. I sucked, and her breath hitched, her body squirming. "A-Ahh, s-so good," she gasped. I used my tongue and licked the nipple, swirling it around. Her hands found their way onto the back of my head, and her fingers curled into my hair, gripping me.

"So good," she sighed, and pulled my face harder into her chest. I laid there, cradled in her arms, sucking her tit, and kneading her other breast. I squeezed the other boob, my fingers digging into her flesh, massaging it and eliciting a gasp.

I broke off her nipple, a strand of saliva connecting me to the bud. I blew a breath of cool air around the area and she shivered, a moan slipping past her lips. My face trailed across her skin, kissing her chest and pressing my lips into her warm, smooth flesh. I licked the side of her tit, and her body shivered, her grip in my hair tightening.

My face was buried between her breasts, and I pressed kisses into her. My nose rubbed against the supple skin and my cock was painfully hard, the tent in my pants straining and the head leaking.

"M-Minjae," Joy gasped. I can hear the pleasure in her voice. It was soft and airy, and it made me throb. My heart was racing and my thoughts were hazy. It was hard to think. Everything was a blur.

I was intoxicated. It felt like my whole body was burning. Her tits, her perfume, her moans. I couldn't think straight. It was driving me insane.

My hand slid around her side, landing on her ribs and caressing the skin. She let out a content sigh, and I ran my palm down along the side of her thigh, feeling her body up. The texture of her skin, the feel of her flesh, everything was making me burn. My thoughts were hazy and all I wanted to do was fuck her.

My naughty hand slipped past her panties and gripped her cheek, feeling the soft skin. Joy gasped, and her nails dug into the back of my head. "Ow," I hissed. I started to massage her butt, and the flesh gave way under my grip.

"T-That feels nice," Joy murmured. My thumb dug into her thigh, and rubbed circles. She moaned, her grip in my hair loosening, her fingers massaging the back of my head. I was drunk on her body and mind. I didn't know what I was doing anymore, and I didn't care. All I knew was that I wanted more.

I pulled my hand out of her underwear and sat up. I hooked my fingers into the hem and started pulling. "Let's get these off." Joy lifted her hips and I dragged the cotton down her thighs. The fabric caught at her feet and she kicked her legs, trying to push it down. The underwear got caught around her ankle and she huffed, wiggling her leg.

I chuckled and reached forward, grabbing her leg, and peeling the panties off her foot. I balled them up and stuffed them into my pocket, looking down at Joy. Her hair was messy, and her cheeks were red. She was looking at me with those drunk eyes. Her tits were exposed and her pussy was wet and glistening.

I couldn't resist her anymore. My hand fumbled around, shoving my pants and boxers down. My hard cock bobbed up, standing erect. Joy looked down, her gaze settling on the girthy appendage.

"You're big, Minjae," she giggled, and bit her lip. She was laying there, naked and smiling at me, waiting for me to fuck her. She was such a fucking tease. I crawled over her body, hovering over her and planting my hands on either side of her.

My cock was pressing against her stomach, and I lowered my body, laying myself on top of her. Joy was looking up at me, and she was squirming, her body rubbing against mine. The warmth of her skin, and the feeling of her body underneath mine had me groaning.

"Fuck," I moaned.

Joy was breathing heavily and her face was red. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself forward, and kissed me. Her tongue was in my mouth and her teeth were nibbling on my lips.

Her legs parted, and my hips fell between hers. I balanced myself up on one arm and moved the other to my crotch, blindly aiming for the heat. The tip brushed against her pussy and Joy gasped, her grip around me tightening. Her teeth sank into my lip, and she whimpered. Taking her apprehension as a sign of readiness, I pushed forward, plunging into her.

She broke off the kiss and her eyes shot open. A moan slipped past her lips and her grip tightened. "Ahhh," she moaned, her legs squeezing around my waist. The feeling of her tightness and the wetness around me had my cock throbbing.

I let out a moan, and leaned my face into the crook of her neck, panting heavily. "Shit," I hissed.

"Minjae," Joy gasped, "You're big."

I grunted, and started thrusting, pulling my hips back, and pushing into her again. She was moaning in my ear, and her legs were trembling. Her hot breath tickled my ear and her nails dug into my back.

"Minjae," she moaned, her voice cracking. I grunted and kept pumping my hips. Her insides were tight and wet. I was so lost in the feeling, and the scent of her perfume. I couldn't stop. I couldn't say anything. I couldn't think. Everything was blurry. The warmth around me was too good.

I peered underneath me, and I could see her breasts shaking from my thrusts, and the way her skin glistened from sweat. Her nipples were perky and her head was tilted back, exposing her neck. My hands reached forward and grabbed her boobs, the weight filling up my palms. I squeezed, the flesh sinking between my fingers.

"A-Ahh, s-so g-good, Minjae," Joy gasped.

I panted, the feeling of her tits in my hand and the way her walls clenched around me, and the sounds of her moans and skin slapping together. My thoughts were hazy and the feeling of her was taking over. I didn't think this night would lead to fucking her. I never thought I'd get the chance.

Her hand ran down the back of my head and she grabbed the back of my neck, holding me close. I buried my face in her neck and kept thrusting. The scent of her was too good.

"F-Fuck," I grunted, and bit down on her shoulder.

"A-Ahh," she whined, and her thighs clenched, her nails scratching the skin on my back.

"Shit," I hissed. I could feel the orgasm coming. My thrusts started to speed up, and I was fucking her harder, pounding her body into the bed. The feeling of her body was intoxicating, and the tightness of her walls. Everything about her was turning me on. I could feel the precum spilling out of my tip.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, "J-Joy, I'm close." Before I accidentally busted a nut in my friend, I hurriedly pulled out. My hand went for my cock, and I jerked myself off, the last few strokes pushing me over the edge. My cock throbbed and white goo exploded from the tip, splattering onto Joy's body.

I grunted, the spurts of cum splashing her skin. Joy flinched when the hot mess landed on her, her breasts getting painted in my milky substance. My hand milked out the rest of the cum, and the head spat a few strands of the sticky goo onto her lower half, coating her smooth stomach.

"M-Minjae, t-that's gross," she mumbled, and I was still panting, the aftershock of the orgasm. I was out of breath and exhausted. "I'm all messy now," she whined, and reached out, running her fingers along her stomach.

She pulled her fingers up and her digits were coated in the stuff. Her hand moved closer, and her wet tongue slid across her fingers, and she cleaned herself off.

"Gross, you taste gross," she groaned, and stuck out her tongue. "You should've came inside," she giggled.

I was huffing, taking a moment to catch my breath. I sat up, and wiped my brow, feeling sweat trickling down, "You didn't tell me." Joy tossed her head around, "Do it again. Fuck me. Put your cum inside me," she panted.

I was exhausted, and didn't think I had another round in me. Still, the way she was begging was making my dick twitch, and her slurred words were turning me on.

"Minjae," Joy cooed, her eyes looking at me, "Don't be a baby about it."

"I'm not," I grumbled, and grabbed her hips.

"O-Ooh, y-you're angry," she stuttered, her eyes falling onto the erection between us. I laughed, forcibly flipping her body over, and pushing her head into the pillows.

"My sheets are gonna smell like sex," she mumbled, and giggled, wiggling her ass at me. I was mesmerized by the sight of her, the way her pale body contrasted with the dark sheets, the curves of her hips and her round ass, and her meaty cheeks.

I reached down and grabbed her butt, feeling the softness. I was getting lost in the sight of her body, the way her thighs spread, and the way her butt jiggled from my kneading. The pink entrance between her cheeks was inviting. Even worse, Joy started to arch her back, showing the true extent of her flexibility, and sticking her ass up.

"Y-You gonna put it in, or stare?" She drunkenly teased, her head peering from the pillows. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and leaned over her, lining up the tip of my cock with her hole. I pushed forward and sunk into her, eliciting a moan from the both of us.

The feeling of her hot insides had me panting once again. Her pussy was wet and tight, clenching around my member. Joy let out a gasp, and her head fell into the pillows. "F-Fuck, deep," she sighed.

I didn't hesitate this time, and immediately started to pound her. I was fucking her from behind, her hips in my hands. My fingers were sinking into her ass and her skin was trembling.

"S-So g-good," Joy moaned, her voice muffled by the pillows. She was pushing her body back, and arching her back, moaning. Gifting her ass to me, letting me use it however I want. I slapped the flesh, the meat bouncing from the force. Joy flinched, and yelped, her body shivering.

"A-Ahhh," she whined, and started to wiggle her hips.

"You like that?" I said, and smacked her butt again. The flesh rippled and the pale skin reddened.

"F-Fuck, ahh," she gasped, her hands clutching the bedsheets, and gripping them. I started to slap her butt again and again, the sound of my hand striking the flesh reverberating around the room. It was hypnotizing, her ass never had a chance to settle. In between my hips slapping against her ass, and my hand abusing her cheeks, her butt was constantly moving.

Joy was moaning, and whimpering, the pleasure clearly taking over her senses. Her body was shivering, and her thighs were trembling. Her arms stretched backwards, trying to shield her from my hand, and I grabbed them, holding her wrists behind her. Her muffled cries only served to turn me on even more.

Her pale cheeks had turned a deep red, the color contrasting with her light skin. They were so hot, and felt like they were burning. Joy was squirming, but couldn't escape, and she was whining. "Minjae, a-ahhh," she gasped, "W-Why do you keep slapping m-me," she panted.

"You wanted this," I teased, and pulled my hand away from her thoroughly abused ass. I wanted to keep playing with her, when was I ever going to have a night like this again? I lightly brushed my fingers across her cheeks, feeling her body tense up under my touch. Her spanked ass must've been so sensitive.

"F-Fuck," Joy murmured, her face buried in the pillows.

I could see the tears in her eyes, and the way she was biting her lip. My cock was throbbing, and I couldn't help but want to play with her more. She was so sensitive, and cute. My fingers dug into her red skin, and her body shivered. I massaged her butt, and kneaded her ass, squeezing and caressing her.

It must've felt like agony, the way she was reacting. I loved watching the way her body moved and shook, and the way her legs kicked around. She was panting, and the way her breasts were pressed into the sheets, her back arched. Her butt was stuck up and the way it quivered had me throbbing.

She was so sexy, and seeing her in such a position was enough to push me over the edge. I couldn't hold back, and I could feel the pressure rising. My hand ran down her spine, feeling the bumps along the way, and rested on the back of her head. I balled up her hair in my palm, and held her steady, before pounding into her.

Her moans had become more muffled, to the point where they were drowned out by the wet sounds of my thrusts. The sound of my cock plunging into her and her pussy slurping it up. It was a lewd noise, and one that was making my brain hazy. I was grunting, and panting, my thrusts speeding up.

"F-Fuck, Joy," I moaned, my grip in her hair tightening. Her butt jiggled from the impacts, and my balls were slapping her skin. Underneath me, she was whining, her body trembling. Her moans were loud, and high pitched. I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock. Her toes clenched and her fingers scratched at my hand holding them together.

"A-Ahhh," she yelped. Her entire body tensed up, and her insides squeezed my member. Floodgates of hot juices washed over my cock, the excess dripping down her thighs. Her body shivered, and her thighs shook, her orgasm washing over her. I kept moving, helping her ride it out.

For a brief moment, I pulled up on Joy's hair, lifting her head from the pillows. Her eyes were teary and her cheeks were red, drool sliding down her chin. Her moans were finally audible, and she was whining. I kept going, and pounded into her. She was so sensitive, her entire body reacting to every little thing.

It was like everything I did prolonged her orgasm longer and longer, making it stronger. "A-Ahhh," she gasped, and her insides tightened again, another gush of fluids spraying out, and running down her legs. I grunted, the pressure rising, and the pleasure growing. Her pussy was so slick. There was no friction with how much wetness was leaking out of her.

I couldn't help but go faster. It was like I achieved a higher gear. I pushed her face back into her pillows, giving myself more leverage to go as hard as possible. She was moaning and squealing, only to be silenced by her pillow. The bed was rocking, the headboard banging against the wall. My hips were crashing against her ass, and my balls were smacking her skin.

It was all too good. My cock was throbbing, and her insides were so slick. There was so much wetness, her insides were so wet and warm. I was groaning, and panting. Sweat was rolling down my skin, and my hands were squeezing her butt, and my fingers sank into her ass. The feeling of her body and the sound of her moans, everything was building up.

My hips were shaking, and my thrusts became slower in exchange for being harder. Her insides were quivering, and her butt was quivering. I was close, the pressure in my crotch was becoming too much. I groaned, and slammed my hips into hers. The feeling of her hotness wrapped around my cock had me exploding, the sensation coursing through my body.

I let out a guttural moan, and finally gave myself one last push, bottoming out in her, and the floodgates burst open. The pleasure was surging through my veins and my mind was blank. My body was twitching and the tip of my cock spat thick spurts of cum into her, the hotness splattering inside of her. Spurt after spurt, my cum poured into her pussy, and her walls were squeezing out the hot milky liquid. Joy's insides were contracting, and her entire body was shivering.

Underneath me, her moans were muffled by her pillows, but they were still loud and clear. My cock throbbed, and my head spat one last glob of cum into her. Finally, the feeling subsided, and my hips came to a halt, buried deep inside of her. My breathing was ragged, and I was sweating. Joy was panting, and her thighs were quivering.

Her lower half was soaked in fluids. My fluids and her fluids. It was all too much, and the sight of her body had me wanting a round three but I knew I wouldn't be able to keep up. I loosened up, giving Joy control over her hands and head again. She turned her face, gasping for air, and her hair was a mess, her baby hairs sticking to her sweaty forehead.

Her eyes were teary, and her cheeks were red. "M-Minjae," she whispered, her voice hoarse, "I'm so tired." She slowly crawled forward, and flopped onto the bed, letting out a sigh. I followed her, laying down next to her. Her face was facing me, and her eyes were closed. I looked at her, the way her mouth was parted open, and the way her hair framed her face.

I curled up to her, and buried my face in her neck. Her fingers went through my hair, and her legs tangled with mine. We were naked, our bare bodies pressed against each other. My hand naturally floated towards her ass and gripped it as I settled into her body. "Don't tell me you're still horny," she whispered, a slight chuckle following.

"Of course not," I whispered, "Just feeling you up."

"Nasty boy," She simply murmured before her breathing started to slow. I felt the urge to fall asleep as well. We were exhausted and I needed the sleep. I drifted off, and my eyes were closed. I was tired, and the alcohol in my system didn't help. I felt the softness of Joy's body, before it disappeared.

Friday | November 17th, 2023 | 6:18 PM

I breathed in and out slowly, trying to catch my breath.

"Holy fuck," I mumbled, staring down at my penis, covered in a sticky, white fluid. Joy's thong was a mess, coated heavily with my semen. "This is disgusting." I wiped my dick clean with whatever clean space there was on the thong, the soju still coursing through my veins.

Throwing the panties back into the pile, I sprawled out onto the floor, using my arm to cover my eyes. My dick was limp now, resting against my thigh. 

"Ughhh, fucking hell," I groaned. That was not how I expected the night to go. I think I went overboard with the drinking, as it felt like the room started spinning a bit and my brain felt a bit heavy. I was supposed to be studying tonight, not drunk jacking off to Joy.

I tried standing up and almost fell over as I did. Grabbing the edge of my bed, I hoisted myself up. My balance was a bit off, but I managed. Taking a deep breath, I shook my head, as if it would get rid of the alcohol. Picking up the bottles, I neatly placed them up onto my desk. My body felt weak, and I wanted nothing more than to collapse and pass out. Maybe the homework and studying could wait till the morning. Maybe my professor will give me partial credit if I turned it in late. Yeah, that'll work.

From the floor, I heard my phone ringing, vibrating loudly against the ground. Crouching down, I squinted, trying to focus. Text messages. Was it the group chat again? I picked up my phone, holding it close to my face:

Chaewon

just got out of classs

what are you up to?

A wide smile spread across my face and the pounding of my heart returned. My fingers quickly moved across the screen, typing a response:

nothing much

i'm drinking

I stared at the message for a moment before erasing it and sending something else instead:

i’m studying

"That's better," I slurred, falling back onto the ground. My head spun and a wave of nausea washed over me. I took a few deep breaths and swallowed hard, pushing down the feeling.

In my hand, my phone vibrated. I had to take a moment to collect my bearings before lowering my head and lifting my hand up:

Chaewonaw :(

wanna do something spontaneous then lol

i wanna see you again

"Spontaneous," I whispered. Chaewon was asking if we could do something random together, and some small voice inside told me to decline, that it was a bad idea. There was material to review, assignments to complete, and an overall good night's sleep needed. But it was Chaewon. It's not like I ever get frequent chances to see her in person. It couldn't hurt. I can always tank a bad grade, or study some other day:

of course

what are we doing

Chaewonidk

we'll figure something out lol

My lips slowly tugged upwards as I dropped my head back against the bed. Whatever we end up doing, I just hope that it'll be worth it.

haha alright

The heaviness in my brain made me drowsy and sleepy. I closed my eyes, just for a little bit. I just need a moment before I leave. Imagining that drive to her dorm made me uneasy, it wasn't safe to have me on the road in the state I was in.

let me study and review a bit more, and ill let you know when i leave alright?

Chaewon

yeah of course

i can wait :)

It's a nice feeling. To know there's one person out there waiting for me. I fumbled with my phone, starting up a timer for a quick nap. Once it started, I set the phone beside me, letting sleep consume me. I didn't even readjust myself or climb onto my bed. I just let the cold floor chill my back.

Friday | November 17th, 2023 | 8:48 PM

"Minjae!" Chaewon screamed from the steps of her dorm building. I stood up from the table I briefly waited at, a grin on my face. I couldn't help but laugh at her sudden outburst, especially as she jogged towards me.

She threw her arms around my shoulders and gave me a tight squeeze.

"Oof, hi," I laughed, squeezing her back. 

"I've missed you," she smiled, pulling back and looking me in the eyes. "It's been a while."

"It was just a week," I teased, playfully slapping her hair. "So, what are we doing?"

Chaewon bit her lip and shrugged, "I don't know. I'm not going to lie, I didn't think this far."

"Wow," I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

"You know what, let's go inside. It's a bit cold out here," she suggested. She rubbed her arms, the cool winter air biting her skin, as she turned on her heel and started jogging back towards her dorm. I sped-walked to catch up to her. She politely held the door for me to walk in, and closed it tight behind us.

"C'mon, we're on the second floor," Chaewon said. We were standing in a tight stairwell, the walls painted a dull gray color. There were two doors to my left and right, which I assumed were other dorms, and the stairs directly ahead. Chaewon bounced up the stairs, and I followed her.

The second floor looked exactly the same, except Chaewon leaned towards the door on the right. She rapped her knuckles against the wood and waited, "Kkura, Minjae's here."

Soon after, "You can come in!" came from the other side. Chaewon pushed the door open and gestured for me to enter. Stepping inside, the dorm was very clean. There were two beds on opposite sides of the room, one made neatly and the other not. A large window was above the untidy bed, letting moonlight into the room. There were two sets of everything, two sets of desks, two sets of closets, two sets of lamps, etc.

"Welcome to our humble abode," Chaewon bowed, shutting the door. Sakura was seated at the desk closest to the neat bed, planted in front of a small standing mirror and fixing her makeup. She wore a cute pink crop top, black skinny jeans, and had her long black hair tied up.

"Hey, Minjae," she chirped, waving at me. "Nice seeing you again."

"Hi, Sakura," I smiled, waving back. Even though I had a brief nap, some remnants of alcohol still lingered about in my bloodstream. At least, that was the explainable reason I was staring at Sakura for as long as I was. Her crop-top showed off her tiny waist and flat stomach. I knew Sakura was tiny, but damn. Her petiteness was really on display.

"So, what are you getting ready for?" I swallowed my gulp and looked away from Sakura, back to Chaewon who didn't notice me checking out her roommate.

"Oh, I'm going out to eat with one of my friends," she responded. I simply hummed and nodded, not bothering to pry further. Chaewon walked across her room and jumped onto the untidy bed, swinging her legs as they hovered off the floor. I took the moment to give one last look around Chaewon's dorm.

Compared to the ones back at my university, they were totally different. I couldn't imagine having this small of a space to share with someone. Maybe I was coddled with my apartment disguised as a dorm, but this was just small and intimate. The walls were painted a warm beige and the floor was patterned with porcelain tiles, but it felt so bland.

It felt like there was no life, besides the three people taking space within the room. The only sign of a personality came from Chaewon's desk, covered in notebooks and folders, her textbooks piled on top, and the small corkboard of pictures she must've taken over the years.

"Hey, are you hungry? We can order takeout or something," Chaewon offered. She was looking over at her desk and started ruffling through the papers. "I have some coupons too."

"We could, I don't mind." I stood next to her, watching her look through the stacks of paper.

"There has to be something," she muttered. "Sakura, do you want me to order something for you? Just to leave it in the fridge or something?"

Sakura stood up from the desk and drifted towards her closet, "Uh, depends. What are you ordering?"

"I'm thinking Chinese? Is that fine, Minjae?"

"Mhm," I nodded, leaning back and propping myself up with my arms.

"I should be fine, thank you though," Sakura said, opening her closet and shuffling through the clothes. She was bent over, her butt poking out. I had a clear view of her small and tight ass, hugged nicely by her black skinny jeans. The more I looked at her, the more my penis reacted. It was like there was an energy radiating off of her, and it was calling me.

"Hmm, I have no coupons for Chinese," Chaewon frowned, snapping me out of the trance. "Hmm, what to do." Sakura stood up straight and carried a wool cardigan over her arm. She carefully slipped it on, the sleeves falling a little bit past her wrist. She adjusted her crop-top and fixed her hair.

"Well, why don't you check the cafeteria menu? Maybe there's something good on the menu," she suggested. Chaewon nodded, grabbing her phone and clicking around. I was distracted though. Sakura looked cute, her outfit was very simple but it complimented her petite body. Her small and delicate features and the way she carried herself. She had an allure to her.

"Hmm, cream pasta. That sounds good," Chaewon hummed. "Is that fine, Minjae?"

"Yeah, I'm fine with whatever," I shrugged.

"Alright, I'm going to head out now. I'll probably see you tomorrow, Chaewon," Sakura took a final look at herself in the mirror, smoothing out any wrinkles and creases, and turned towards us.

"Have fun, Sakura!" Chaewon grinned, waving.

"I will, thanks. It was nice seeing you again, Minjae," she said, her gaze briefly turning to me.

"Mhm," I waved, a smile forming. "Goodbye." Sakura smiled back and headed out of the room. A few seconds passed, and I heard the click of the door locking, signaling her departure.

Chaewon looked over at me, her eyebrows raised, "So, do you want to go to the cafeteria? It'd be nice to walk and show you around a bit." The way she bit her bottom lip excitedly was cute, and her bright eyes had a hint of eagerness.

"Sure," I laughed, shrugging. Chaewon hopped off her bed and pulled on a pair of socks and white sneakers.

"Alright, c'mon. Let's go!"

Chaewon guided me back down the stairs and back outside. With the sun gone, the night sky was dark, and the stars were faintly visible. It wasn't super late, but the campus seemed to be clear of most students. I could see some people hanging out around the parking lot, and a couple walking around, but otherwise, the place was mostly empty.

Chaewon hooked her arm with mine and walked side-by-side with me, her smile never faltering. It was a nice walk, the breeze was gentle, and the chilly air wasn't too unbearable. It wasn't like Chaewon's arm wasn't keeping me warm either. "This is my school. Not bad, huh?"

"It's a pretty campus," I complimented. Chaewon hummed in response, looking around.

"It's nothing compared to your school. You guys have so much space. It's amazing. Plus, it's a lot nicer," she pouted, her eyebrows knitted. "My dorm room is so tiny."

"You don't say," I joked.

"Don't make fun," Chaewon whined. She lightly smacked my chest, earning a laugh from me. "It's just different from the campus I'm used to. But it's not too bad," I reassured.

"Yeah, alright. I'm ending the tour early, my campus has nothing special about it," Chaewon laughed, pulling me towards the cafeteria building. She pushed the door open and stepped aside, letting me walk in first. The inside was spacious and well-lit, decorated with a red and white theme. There were a couple tables spread around the main area, with the actual kitchen and seating area tucked off to the left and right.

Before we stepped deeper, there was a man sitting behind a desk, blocking our path. He was wearing a uniform, with the college's logo sewn onto the left breast. He was looking at his computer, but once we stepped close, he glanced up and looked at us. Chaewon dug into her pocket and fished out her student ID, handing it over.

"I'm actually paying for him too," she said, pointing at me. The man hummed, his fingers clicking and tapping away on his keyboard. I stepped closer to Chaewon, leaning towards her ear, "Wait no, I can pay for myself, don't waste your student credits on me."

"It's fine," Chaewon giggled. I was going to protest more, but the man looked at us, clearing his throat.

"Go on ahead," he said, motioning with his hand. Chaewon beamed and quickly snatched her card back.

"Thank you, sir!" she sang, stepping ahead of me. I hurriedly bowed, mumbling a 'thank you' before jogging after her.

"Let me pay you back, how much was it?"

"I just bought food, it's fine," she reassured. "You came all this way, just let me pay you back for that."

"I was happy to come," I insisted. Chaewon only smiled at me before turning away and heading towards the food. I sighed and chased after her. She had picked up one of those Styrofoam to-go containers and was filling it up with the cream pasta she was practically drooling over. For university cafeteria food, it didn't look too bad. I got my own plate and started filling out with some food as well.

At the end of the buffet, I was satisfied with my pickings. They served other things like veggie stir-fry and eggs. Looking over at Chaewon, she was balancing two plates atop of each other. She turned her body and looked at me, a big grin on her face. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.

"One plate is just backup food. You know, if I get hungry tomorrow," she explained herself. "Let's hurry back home so we can eat already."

"Alright," I smiled. She led the way out and back into the cold. Thankfully, we didn't have to walk too far and we arrived at her dorm within a couple minutes. The whole way, Chaewon talked about what was happening in her classes. I was listening, but at the same time, not.

With the mention of classes, I immediately started thinking about my missing assignments. Maybe if I leave early and come home, I’ll have enough time to turn them in. I'll need to study some other time when I'm free. With my growing habit of skipping classes, my attendance grades have been tanking my overall grade. I needed to keep up with every other assignment and exams if I wanted to maintain a good grade.

Although, for as hard as I was being on myself right now, I didn't want the night to end. I wanted to ignore my responsibilities and forget about my grades and just relax with Chaewon. It was a no-brainer decision. My focus was on the way her lips moved when she spoke. I liked how her voice was smooth, like water. The way her hair fell against her back, and the way her nose twitched every so often.

"Alright, we're back," Chaewon mumbled, opening the door and holding it for me. She flicked on the lights, illuminating the room. "Now, what should we do besides eat?" She kicked off her shoes and set her two plates aside onto her desk, climbing up onto her bed after.

"I don't know," I awkwardly laughed, setting my plate next to hers.

"We could watch something? Or play a game or something," she suggested. "I have board games."

"Yeah, sure. Anything works." Chaewon pursed her lips, tapping her finger against her chin, contemplating. It was a moment before her face lit up, as if she had a brilliant idea. She dropped from her bed and crawled underneath it, pulling out a small red and white box. On the cover read, "We're Not Really Strangers".

"Sakura and I played this in our senior year, we got really close because of it," she giggled, setting the game down onto the bed and hopping back on. "It'll be good. There's questions in here that'll help us reconnect."

"What is this game?" I felt a little stupid asking that. Of course, the answer was clear. It was a game that helps you connect with someone else. I've never heard of it though.

"Oh, sorry. It's this game that has different levels of intimacy and the goal is to make 'strangers' not be strangers to each other. Maybe I'll see what I missed from you from the years we weren't in contact?" Chaewon explained. I hummed and nodded along, "It sounds interesting."

"It'll be fun. There's casual questions and more... intimate questions. If you're not comfortable with it, we can skip them," she said. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rocked back and forth, awaiting my response.

"Sure, let's play," I said. I sat down at the desk and opened up my plate of food. Chaewon, who was staring at me, looked at her plates of food instead.

"Why don't you sit up here with me, there's enough room for the two of us," she motioned, patting the spot next to her. Her bed wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. Despite her offering, I felt like it was a bad idea. I might accidentally crack her bed legs or something. But Chaewon's tilted head and curious gaze made me swallow my doubts and stand up.

"Fine," I muttered. Chaewon's expression brightened and she clapped her hands, scooting over and making room for me, "Grab my food for me too? Please?"

"Yeah," I sighed, grabbing one of her plates and handing them to her. I sat down on the edge of her bed, and she shifted closer.

"Don't be awkward," she said, holding her stare through my eyes. "You're going to fall off." She grabbed my arm and pulled me deeper onto the bed. Chaewon was now pressed up against my arm, and it was hard to not be stiff and awkward. We were no strangers to being touchy back when we were dating, but now, there's an uncomfortable tension.

Maybe it was me. I wasn't exactly sure what we were right now. I don't exactly know if we were dating now? Or were we just really good friends? There wasn't exactly a label for our relationship yet.

"Okay, here," Chaewon cleared her throat, opening the game box and fixing up some out of place cards. Her finger glided over the stack of cards, feeling them out before eventually slipping her fingers in to pull out a random card. She held it up to her face and smiled, "Level 1, how important do you think birthdays and holidays are to me."

The smile immediately appeared on my face, "Super. You love everything to do with your birthday. And Christmas, New Year, Valentine's Day, and other holidays. I can't imagine you being so quiet on those days."

"Well, duh. You know me so well," Chaewon giggled. She set the card off to the side and opened up her plate, "You go next."

I pulled out the stack and flipped a card, reading out loud, "What was your first impression of me."

"Shy," she answered right away. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle, "Yeah, that's fair. I was super shy back then."

"And very quiet. Very reserved. You still are, but just a little bit," she teased, nudging my shoulder. "You've gotten a lot more open now. So, it's a good thing."

"Good thing?"

"Mhm," Chaewon nodded, sticking a forkful of pasta into her mouth.

"Okay, let's keep going. It's you next," I started digging in, and you know what? Their food wasn't that bad, I actually liked it.

"Alright, Level 1, again," she cleared her throat. "What about me intrigues you?"

My legs tightened underneath me as I took a few moments to think, "Hmm, I don't know."

"Don't think about it so much, just say the first thing that comes to mind," Chaewon said.

"Well, um," I swallowed my food and wiped my mouth. "Your energy, I guess? It's always so happy and bright, and you were almost never in a bad mood. It's kind of hard to stay sad or angry or upset around you. You're very warm. If that makes sense."

"Hmm," Chaewon hummed, her face neutral as she looked over my answer. A small hint of a smile itched around her lips, and her cheeks were a tad pink.

"That was nice." Chaewon said after a pause, her eyes drifting from mine.

"Uh, yeah. It was the first thing that came to mind." I awkwardly laughed. Chaewon coughed into her arm, "Yup, right. Pull a Level 2 card, let's keep moving."

"Alright," I mumbled, digging into the deck and pulling out a card. I read the question, "What do you crave more of?"

"This cream pasta," Chaewon immediately said, pointing her fork down at her plate. She swallowed her food gently, "Kidding, kidding. Let me think. This might sound weird, but time."

"Time?"

"Mhm. Like, time to just do stuff. It just felt like we grew up too quickly, y'know? So, I want more time to live life and do fun stuff. Not just worry about the future." Chaewon was staring down at her food, her shoulders a little slouched and her expression a bit glum.

"I feel that. Time did seem to go by so fast." I muttered, looking down. Chaewon suddenly shifted, straightening her posture, "It did! Time flies, especially now that we're adults. I feel like there's so much to worry about now."

"Yeah, yeah. Life's pretty crazy right now," I sighed, relating to responsibilities catching up.

"Tell me about it, there's so much assignments to catch up on, plus random drama with people that I know nothing about," Chaewon rambled. "It's a mess." I simmered into the conversation, watching her talk and ramble about her issues as they reminded me of my own. 

"And it's just so stressful," she whined. "I needed a break. That's why you're here, Minjae."

"I'm your stress reliever," I chuckled, smiling. Chaewon's lips quivered, a hint of a grin growing on her face.

"That's exactly right," she confirmed.

"Alright, well, let's keep playing the game. Your turn, Chaewon," I said. I watched as Chaewon pulled a Level 2 card. The look on her face changed as she read the question, and I knew something was up. Her face was a little redder than usual, and her eyes glittered with a sense of curiosity.

"Um, are you okay?" I asked, a giggle escaping my lips.

"Y-yeah," Chaewon said, her eyes flitting between me and the card. She coughed, clearing her throat, and read, "What's the most attractive thing I do without realizing it?"

Chaewon's gaze drifted up to mine, a hint of anticipation. I wasn't sure what answer to give her, but the fact that the question was Level 2, I didn't know how I should approach this. Was she expecting a serious or a casual answer? I had no idea.

"Uh, maybe the way you laugh? Or your smile," I answered.

"Hmm," she hummed, nodding her head and biting her lip. She looked down at the card again, and her cheeks flushed an even deeper red. It was obvious she was expecting something different, and the way her eyes glimmered, her eyelashes fluttering and her body language. It was as if she wanted a different answer.

I leaned over and set my food down on her desk, wiping my mouth and shifting my legs to sit more comfortably on her bed. I looked at the wall behind her to help myself focus on the words I wanted to say.

"You make me feel a certain type of way. I can't explain it, but I feel like all my stress just fades away when I talk to you. Like, right now, the only thing on my mind is you. I'm not thinking about work or my assignment that's due, or anything else. All I can focus on is you," I slowly spilled out, hoping that whatever I was saying was making sense.

I took a deep breath, my hand gesturing to nothing. "And, um, and... yeah. You make me happy."

"Oh, wow. Um, thank you," Chaewon's voice cracked, her face turning even redder, her ears tinged pink. She was speechless, and all I could do was chuckle and look away. I wasn't used to pouring out my heart like this. But seeing her reaction, the way her smile never faltered, and her eyes gleamed as if they were stars.

It made it worth it.

"So, uh, it's your turn," Chaewon squeaked out.

"Right," I mumbled, picking up a card. As I flipped it over, I could understand why Chaewon hesitated with saying her card out loud. My face warmed up, and the butterflies in my stomach started going crazy, "What's something you think I should know?" The question itself wasn't so bad. It was the various answers that my head had came up with.

Confessions of love.

Confessions of hatred.

There were too many answers Chaewon could've said here. I was almost scared of what she'd say.

"Okay," she cleared her throat. She was trying to put on a strong front, but her voice cracked. She was obviously a little embarrassed and flustered, "This game was a good idea. We are reconnecting a lot more than I expected."

"That's a good thing, right?"

"Very good thing." Chaewon smiled, looking over at me. "Let's see, you already know I missed you a lot. The day after we met at the club, I was so relieved when you answered my message. It was really unexpected, but also really great."

"That's nice. You've no idea how anxious it made me when you sent me that text," I admitted, letting out a nervous chuckle.

"I'm glad. Because I've been thinking about you for a while. Ever since we saw each other back at that club, you were just all that I could think about," Chaewon's voice dropped low, and she looked down at her lap, her lips twitched as she tried not to smile.

"That's..." I trailed off.

"Sorry. It's getting too sappy, isn't it?" she giggled. I nodded, earning a goofy grin from her. "Fine, fine. But anyways, yeah. That's what I think you should know. You're all that's been on my mind, Minjae."

"Thanks for letting me know."

"Of course."

Her hand reached down and picked up another card, on the back, it read, "Level 3". I readied myself to answer a harder question.

"How are you, really?" Her eyes bored into mine, a knowing look on her face. My lips parted, but nothing came out. My mind raced as it searched for the right words to say. There was no right answer. How was I? What was I supposed to tell her? It felt I dealt with a different emotion every hour, hell, just a few hours ago I was horny while beating it to the thought of fucking a friend of mine. Now, I'm obsessed with being in the presence of my ex.

"Minjae?" Her soft voice broke me out of my thoughts, and I shook my head, looking back at her. What should I say? It's Chaewon. Probably the only other person besides Nakyung who I would share everything with. If anyone was understanding, it'd be her right? But what if the years spent apart changed her?

I was so unsure of everything, but Chaewon was the closest thing to home that I could feel.

"I'm a mess, if I'm being honest," I let out a breath, an empty laugh coming with it. Chaewon's face dropped and her eyebrows knitted together, and it was as if she could sense the discomfort within me. She dropped the card and scooted closer towards me, until we were about a few inches apart.

"A mess?" she echoed.

"Yeah, a mess." I sighed, letting my head drop back. I stared at the ceiling and rubbed my palms against the blanket underneath me, "I don't know how to say this. I think I... No, I know I think too much." I had this same conversation with Haerin, that night at the park. I was lucky to have a girl like her be patient enough with me to hear my problems. I wonder how Chaewon would react.

"You do?"

"Mhm. And, like, there's times where I'll think too hard and everything will just be so overwhelming and confusing. So, I have trouble keeping myself stable and grounded. And, uh, it's probably because of me, but sometimes, things just spiral. Y'know?"

"Mhm." Chaewon nodded. "I never knew. Were you like this when we were dating?" I was young. I didn't have the headspace to think like that. Back then, my mind was clear. Now, it was always filled with so much. Relationships. Scheming. Panties. School. Assignments. So much in such little space.

"No, not really. It started in college. Must've been the stress of growing up," I held out on saying the real reasons why. For the sake of keeping our relationship pure, at least.

"Oh. Well, do you need anything?"

"Uh, no, not really. It's not like I'm not functioning. It's just... a little hard," I sighed, scratching my head.

"Okay," she mumbled. Her hands grabbed mine and her fingers interlocked with my fingers, pulling my attention back onto her.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

"For what?"

"Listening."

"Of course. Anything for you, Minjae," her voice was sincere, and she flashed me a sweet smile. The smile was so bright, so full of life, that the sun should've been jealous. Haerin and I had a deep talk about overthinking, the two of us spilling our insecurities to each other. Chaewon didn't need to do that.

The way her eyes stared back at me, filled with comfort and affection. Her responses were kept short and simple to let me talk and say what was on my mind. She was there to listen, her presence was enough to comfort me.

I don't know how long I stared at her. A few seconds, maybe a minute. Her smile had never left her face. In tandem, my mind and body moved as one. I moved forward, my legs unwrapping underneath me and shifting me forward.

My fingers left her hands and found a place on her knees, giving me support to push myself closer. Standing on my knees, my chest moved close and my face inched closer to hers. I could see her eyes widen, her eyebrows raising up and her jaw going a little slack. Her eyes flicked between mine, her eyelashes fluttering as she was processing the situation.

Slowly, I closed the distance.

Her lips were soft, so very soft. My hands moved up from her knees to the side of her face, cupping her jaw. I held myself there. Basking in the feeling of her lips, her hands resting on my shoulders and her head moving along with mine. Her lips were warm. I didn't want to pull away. I wanted this moment to last forever.

Chaewon pulled away first, a small breath escaping her lips. My hands didn't move, they stayed cupping her jaw and her head stayed in between them. She opened her eyes, her gaze connecting with mine, a sparkle glinting in her eye.

"So, does this make it official?" Chaewon breathed.

"Do you want it to be?"

"Yes."

"Then, it's official." I settled.

She grinned and let her forehead fall against mine, her fingers tightening around my shoulders. I didn't expect the night to take this turn.

But it was a good kind of surprise.

​

An update that's somewhat on time?! I'm slowly getting back into the groove, let me cook! I promise, this upcoming winter arc is going to be good. I see the vision, I just need to capitalize on it! - PI