Hyeju shows up to play BOTW. She makes him an offer — she keeps gaming, he uses her whenever the stress gets too much. What starts as a casual arrangement on the couch becomes something neither of them bothers to name.
Six Months After LOOSSEMBLE’s Signing - Early January
The apartment was quiet except for the sound of your keyboard and the faint musical chimes coming from the TV.
You stared at the spreadsheet on your laptop, numbers blurring together. The third investor this week had passed. Polite rejections, all of them, but rejections nonetheless. Building a talent management agency from scratch while still managing ARTMS full-time was proving harder than you’d anticipated.
Your phone buzzed. Haseul.
Haseul
Don’t forget tomorrow’s scheduled meeting with the company. 9 AM sharp.
You
I’ll be there.
Haseul
And eat dinner. I know you haven’t.
You smiled despite your exhaustion. Some things never changed.
From the couch, Hyeju made a satisfied sound. “Yes! Finally got that shrine.”
You glanced over. She was sprawled on your couch in leggings and an oversized hoodie, completely absorbed in her game. The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, she’d told you when she first started coming over three weeks ago. She was obsessed.
“That’s great,” you said, turning back to your screen.
She’d started showing up unannounced around the time you’d begun seriously building your startup on the side. At first, you thought she was just bored—LOOSSEMBLE’s schedule was lighter than expected, lots of waiting around between their company’s limited promotions. But then she’d made her offer.
“You’re stressed all the time. Between ARTMS and building your startup, you barely sleep. I can help with that. And I want to finish this game without distractions. So… use me whenever you need to relieve stress. I’ll just keep playing.”
You’d thought she was joking.
She wasn’t.
“Another rejection?” she asked, not looking up from the screen. Link was climbing something, the soft sounds of the game filling the silence.
“How did you know?”
“You’ve been sighing at your laptop for ten minutes.” She paused the game, looked over at you. “Come here.”
“Hyeju, I need to finish this pitch deck before tomorrow. I have a potential investor call at lunch, and then ARTMS has recording schedules in the afternoon—”
“You need to stop staring at that screen and take a break.” She unpaused the game, eyes already back on the TV. “I meant what I said. Use me. I’m here for that.”
Your phone buzzed again. Heejin this time.
Heejin
Saw you’re meeting with investors tomorrow? Good luck!
Also, can you review our schedule for next week? Kim Lip thinks we’re overbooked.
You sighed. She was probably right.
You stood up, stretched. Your back hurt from sitting too long. You walked over to the couch, sat down next to Hyeju.
She didn’t look away from the game. Link was fighting something now, her fingers moving quickly over the controller.
“How do you want me?” she asked casually, like she was asking what you wanted for dinner.
“Hyeju—”
“I’m serious. I’m going to keep playing. You do whatever you need to do.” She paused, finally glancing at you. “That’s the arrangement. I get to finish my game uninterrupted. You get to use me to destress. Win-win.”
There was something both absurd and incredibly hot about how matter-of-fact she was.
“On your knees,” you said, testing.
Without hesitation, she slid off the couch onto the floor, positioned herself between your legs, controller still in her hands. The game continued playing—she’d somehow managed to move without dying.
“Perfect,” she murmured, eyes on the screen. “Unzip your pants.”
You did. She leaned forward, took you in her mouth while simultaneously navigating Link through what looked like a complicated puzzle.
The dual focus was surreal. Her mouth was warm, skilled, working you expertly, but her attention was split. When she died in the game, she pulled off just long enough to mutter “fuck,” before continuing both activities.
It should have been insulting. Instead, it was incredibly arousing.
She deepthroated you while solving a shrine puzzle. Hummed around your cock when she found a treasure chest. Pulled back to catch her breath during a loading screen, then immediately took you deep again.
When you came, she swallowed without missing a beat in the game. Pulled off, wiped her mouth, and climbed back onto the couch.
“Better?” she asked.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
“Anytime. Literally.” She gestured at herself. “That’s what I’m here for.”
The apartment door opened suddenly. You both looked up.
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