Sliding into the villa parking lot, Nam Kangwoo parked perfectly within the lines and turned around as if to say, "Satisfied?"
Was it because I’d worked Mo Tae-hee too hard at the café? Or was he upset that I’d ordered him to fetch coffee and desserts? Whatever the reason, the tense atmosphere between them had vanished with Kang-woo’s single display of driving prowess, melting away as if it had never existed.
I couldn't understand them at all. Like a shrimp caught between fighting whales, even my back was curled up.
Cautiously observing them, I hesitantly sat up, and Mo Taehee grabbed my shoulder and slowly helped me up. They were acting as if they were in a competition to see who could take better care of me.
What the hell is this crazy act...? The only question floating around in my head was, You sent Park Min-ah away like that, and now what are you doing?
With a click, the door opened. I stared blankly at Nam Kangwoo's hand that reached in through the gap, as if it belonged to a stranger. His long, straight fingers didn't even have thick knuckles, unlike most men's hands. Come to think of it, Nam Kangwoo's touch was unusually soft compared to other guys.
As I just stared blankly without even thinking of grabbing it, Nam Kangwoo smiled faintly. How should I describe that? It was like... Nam Kangwoo was, chillingly... like...
He was smiling as if I were cute... with that kind of face.
A chill ran down my spine.
Before I could even move away, his long, straight hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me straight out of the car. My body was still as light as a piece of paper, and I was dragged out, fluttering like one, wherever he led.
"...Um..."
"What?"
"I can walk too, Kangwoo-ya..."
I barely stopped myself from falling into Nam Kangwoo's arms. I mustered all my strength. Looking up at Nam Kangwoo, who was staring blankly down at me, I didn't forget to bow my head deeply, thanking him for his concern.
I wanted to run up to the house like in a drama, but I didn't know the damn password to the building's entrance. My heart pounded, afraid they'd find out. One of them would enter the code, and I'd have to steal a glance then. I guess I was being overly optimistic.
"L-let's go."
Shivering in the cold underground parking lot, I rubbed my arms. It wasn't just the cold; the weight of my roommates' clothes piled on my shoulders felt heavy. My body felt limp.
Mo Taehee, who had been watching Nam Kangwoo and me from behind, started walking with a smiling face. We walked side by side. Annoyingly, they matched my pace.
The closer we got to the building entrance, the more my heart pounded as if it would burst. Only ten steps left...? As if they were communicating telepathically, they both put their hands in their pockets and didn't move.
I became anxious.
"Um... Ah..."
I started to say something but then stopped. My mouth felt dry. I was so flustered that I kept swallowing.
The distance quickly closed, and as we arrived at the entrance, they both took a half-step back, as if they had agreed to it, and looked at me. As if telling me to enter the code.
"Ah... Should I... Uh, should I open it?"
I looked at the keypad and asked them like an idiot. ...What do I do now? What's the password?
I reached out, trembling for some unknown reason, whether it was the cold or the tension. The blue veins in my pale, white hand looked pitifully prominent. My fingertips were cold, as if they were tired of the cold. I turned around with an awkward smile.
"What are you doing, Yeoul-ah?"
"Open it, Ha Yeoul."
Th-this... I barely swallowed the rising curse and slowly turned my head back. I had to make the best choice I could here. So, I...
"...I... I..."
I let out a scream-like word and collapsed to the floor.
"I'm so dizzy..."
Taehee.
I hoped that the quietly added name would be heard by Mo Taehee.
As if my calling his name was some kind of spell, Mo Taehee moved without hesitation. He immediately came over and lightly picked me up from the floor. In what's commonly called a princess carry.
I didn't like this very much, but there was nothing I could do in this situation. I just gripped Mo Taehee's front with trembling hands and let out a faint groan.
"...Dizzy..."
I bit my trembling lips and slowly lifted my eyelids. Thank you, Taehee, I whispered his name again. Mo Taehee's eyes, which met mine, shook without reservation. His tan skin even seemed to be slightly flushed, as if he had a fever.
Why...? Unable to understand his reaction at all, I just opened and closed my mouth like a fish.
Mo Taehee carefully examined my face, which was filled with questions, with affectionate eyes. At the same time, his handsome face was filled with pity.
Thankfully, he didn't seem to suspect that this might be a show. He held me in his arms and reached out to put his finger on the keypad.
Now was the perfect opportunity to check the password. I completely forgot what my face should look like, like a goldfish, and moved my eyes while holding onto Mo Taehee's clothes.
I swallowed hard, making a slightly embarrassing sound. But I pretended not to notice and waited for Mo Taehee's fingertips to move.
But his long, thick fingers hovered over the keypad, teasing me as if to mock me. Then he let out a small laugh. Mo Taehee's low voice, enjoying the momentary pleasure, fell into my ear.
"It's your fingerprint, Yeoul-ah. Did you forget?"
Fingerprint.
Ah... At Mo Taehee's words, a groan escaped my lips. This bastard, my roommate number two or three, spoke so quietly that only I could hear him and lightly touched the keypad.
When he put his fingertip on the fingerprint recognition reader, which lit up in blue, the glass door slid open to both sides. I thought it was a private villa, but I didn't expect it to be this private. To enter the building entrance with fingerprint recognition.
No, more than that, Mo Taehee's voice was strangely cheerful. The face that had been pitying me until just now had disappeared.
Mo Taehee, holding me in his arms, moved first through the wide-open door. I couldn't look straight at Mo Taehee's face as we walked to the elevator. I seemed to have chosen the wrong person. Should I have called Nam Kangwoo's name instead? Or should I have followed Seo Jaehoon earlier?
I heard the sound of the automatic door closing and then opening again soon after. Nam Kangwoo's slightly delayed footsteps echoed through the empty hallway. My heart started pounding in a different way. I reflexively closed my eyes tightly.
"Ha Yeoul."
Nam Kangwoo's voice, calling my name as he stopped next to Mo Taehee, was cold. I shouldn't have called Nam Kangwoo's name either. I should have followed Seo Jaehoon.
Not knowing what to do with that cold voice, which was even colder than cold, I just gripped Mo Taehee's clothes tightly. As if it were the only lifeline that could save me. Without even answering Nam Kangwoo's call.
"You—"
"Kangwoo, Yeoul says he's dizzy right now."
Mo Taehee cut off Nam Kangwoo's words, who was about to say something at the right moment. Still with a very cheerful look.
I heard Nam Kangwoo scoff.
I couldn't open my eyes at all. I could feel my eyelids fluttering. And the gaze sticking to my face.
While receiving that persistent gaze, all I could do was breathe out at the right time without holding my breath. I couldn't open my eyes while getting on and off the elevator, when the front door opened, or even when I was laid down on my bed in my room after passing through the long hallway.
Mo Taehee carefully took off the shoes that hadn't been taken off my feet, put both hands together on my chest, and covered me with a thick blanket up to my neck. Only then did he sit on the edge of the bed and let out a slow, slow breath.
"Yeoul-ah."
"......"
Mo Taehee called my name several times as if rolling it around in his mouth. Yeoul-ah, Yeoul-ah, he said. Then he continued in a low voice.
"From when we were young until now. I never even cared about you."
"......"
"All three of us were the same, but now it's like we're desperate to have you."
"......"
"The only thing that's changed is that one thing that you and I both know."
At those meaningful words, my heart pounded with a thump, thump, thump. The reverberation was so loud that I even had the illusion that Mo Taehee could hear it.
"It's fun."
His voice sounded strangely languid. I missed the timing to open my eyes at the voice that was mumbling whether I was sleeping or pretending to sleep, and I kept my eyes closed.
It felt like a shadow was cast over my face. A shadow? Why? I felt something cast over my face. The slowly spreading air around me, and the warm breath felt after that. The moisture-laden breath landed on my face as it was, and slowly dissipated.
As soon as something touched the tip of my nose, something soft overlapped my lips. This crazy— I reflexively lifted my eyelids.
In front of my wide-open eyes was Mo Taehee's eyes, stretched long without double eyelids. His eyes, black and shiny with the heat that had filled them, seemed as if they wanted to devour me as I was.
I couldn't even move the hands that were neatly placed on my chest. I was too surprised. Then, at the soft flesh that parted my lips and entered, I barely moved my frozen hands.
"Ngh—”
Mo Taehee twisted his head from time to time as if my weak struggles were of no concern. It seemed to be finding a position where the touching lips would deepen further.
I pushed against Mo Taehee's chest and shoulders with my insignificant strength. Making sounds of ugh, ugh.
As if he had made up his mind, Mo Taehee made a messy sound and mixed his tongue sloppily. When I tried to close my open mouth, his big, warm hand grabbed my chin and squeezed it as if to break it. Whenever that happened, I had to let out a groan that wasn't a groan.
The thickly mixed saliva constantly went down the back of my throat. The saliva that couldn't go down dripped down my chin and wet my neck. I was suffocating.
My vision blurred as I couldn't breathe properly. The blurry vision became a little clearer again when I blinked.
The tongue that had carefully licked the inside of my mouth, scanned my teeth, and repeatedly tangled and untangled with my tongue slowly left my mouth. A thin strand of saliva stretched out long between the lips that were thickly attached and separated.
"What... What the—"
I gasped for breath and rubbed my lips with my sleeve.
This… this crazy, crazy bastard.
As I spat out curses without a filter, Mo Taehee laughed.
"I've wanted to do this all along."
"......Crazy. You......"
"I want to do even more than this."
I didn't fully understand what that meant. What more could two guys do?
I rubbed the lips that had been bitten and sucked and were swollen with the back of my hand and repeated the word "get out" like a parrot.
"Get out, please... Go."
"Yeoul-ah."
"......Please get out."
I was once again shocked by what Mo Taehee had done to me. I muttered in a voice that had been completely submerged in the blocked breath.
I tried to get up, but my head spun, so I put my head back on the pillow and pulled up the blanket. Unable to escape somewhere to avoid Mo Taehee, all I could do was pitifully hide in my blanket.
Unpleasantness, discomfort. And a fear with a clear cause crawled up from my toes.
Mo Taehee sat quietly on the edge of the bed, then slowly got up. Not forgetting to say a kind goodbye, he left my room with a slower pace than when he came in.
At the sound of the door closing with a click, I reflexively threw off the blanket I was wearing.
For the first time since waking up here, I thought I should get out of this house.
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