Please Be Quiet And Take Off Your “Something” - Chapter 15

CONTENT WARNING: SLIGHT DUB CON (continued)

Na-Yool’s arms weakly holding Si-Jin’s body hugged him tighter. She did not know where that courage came from. Maybe it was her desire to not yield to him, or maybe some kind of remaining resentment towards Sang-Hoon. She finally let loose of the breath she was holding in. Though the man on top of her was mostly responsible for her hard breathing…

That is why life was so ironic. Well, it is not like things were that much different before Si-Jin appeared in her life. Recalling all the similar moments she had lived so far, she decided to forget the irony of the instant.

If she were to think deeper about it, who knows what unwanted and pathetic old feelings towards Si-Jin could resurface.

Yes, let’s just go crazy tonight only.

The next move was obvious. Si-Jin would be satisfied with her shutting her mouth about this affair, and as for Na-Yool, she would pretend not to know or have done anything that night.

Her legs, spread on each side, bounced in the air as he pushed in, followed by her breasts jiggling up and down at his thrusting. Si-Jin pinched her erect nipples between his fingers and shook her breasts, fondling her almost as if bullying her.

But instead, the fact that Na-Yool did not feel troubled by it was troubling. Moaning non-stop with an unfamiliar lustful voice, she closed her eyes, refusing to look at him any longer.

She let her suspicious obsession for his fingertips quietly flow away like an illusion.

***

Chapter 3 – Monday morning, 8:23 a.m.

[Hey]

[Kim Na-Yool]

[You sleeping?]

[Oh fuck it, I won’t ask]

[Because I know you’re not]

[You’re probably working. That work you’re so good at]

[If someone sees you, they might think you’re making a ton of money!]

Sigh

[You called me a thug just because I said ‘my ass’ right?]

[You drive me nuts, I really don’t know how the fuck I dated you for 200 days]

[How is ‘my ass’ an insult?]

[Tell me, how?]

[Don’t you know what an insult is? What a fucking shitshow]

[Well, something like that? Don’t you know?]

[Oh but just now I was not cursing you]

[It was just an example]

[It was not directed towards you…]

[For real, I swear]

[I wasn’t insulting you, please believe me, Na-Yool]

With a tired face, Na-Yool sighed silently and looked down at her phone as it exploded with messages from a drunk Sang-Hoon. The sent time showed around 2 a.m.

As Sang-Hoon said, she usually would have been unable to sleep at that time. Fortunately, she had slept like a log from yesterday afternoon to this morning, so she did not have to deal with his ridiculous state in real-time.

She barely remembered getting up and ready to leave for work. The weekend had gone by in a flash. She remembered Friday’s night incident, and then…

Is it because there were too many incidents in between?

But rather, she felt oddly relaxed, as if nothing had happened. She tilted her head side to side to stretch her stiff neck, and mechanically scrolled down her phone screen that was filled with Sang-Hoon’s meaningless messages.

Sang-Hoon sure said stupid and useless things in a much-elaborated way but, with all due respect to his earnestness, Na-Yool’s mind was completely focused on something else.

I think… we did it one more time on the sofa…

… She even remembered how loud they were. It seems like they did more after that, but she was clearly out of her mind then, and as she had no recollection of what happened afterward, she probably fainted.

She did not know whether the day was bright when she woke up, or she woke because the day was bright. Either way, when she opened her eyes, she lay on the sofa of the President office, and Si-Jin gently dried his wet hair with a towel after a shower.

As she stared blankly at him, the clock suddenly caught her attention and reminded her of files she had lost. With desperation, she had rushed out of Si-Jin’s office to finish her work on it just in time. Proposals yet rejected again by the man.

What a cooldown of his attitude.

Indeed, it clearly had cooled down. With how Si-Jin stuck to Na-Yool and interfered between her and the client, there was nothing more to say. If a so-called ‘mood’ had briefly existed between them, it had died at the instant she left his office.