Psst! We're moving!
Hyun-soo trailed off, stammering, and finally closed her mouth. Guk blinked a couple of times, then regained his usual gaze and looked at Hyun-soo.
“It’s not even late, why are you already going to sleep?”
“......”
“There’s still alcohol left.”
With that, Guk reached out and picked up the nearly empty bottle. He seemed to have given up on using the mug, drinking straight from the bottle. His Adam’s apple moved rhythmically.
He set the bottle down with a clean expression, as if he had just drunk clear water. Hyun-soo stared at him.
“Why? Do I look like an alcoholic?”
“No. It’s not that...”
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
Hyun-soo hesitated, unable to speak, then finally opened her mouth.
“I thought it was understandable.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, it’s your mother’s death anniversary, of course you’d be upset, and...”
“And?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
“And what? Tell me.”
“It’s... you must be uncomfortable and bothered.”
“Explain yourself.”
“Me. You must hate seeing me walking around in front of you, especially on a day like today.”
Guk, who had been staring intently at Hyun-soo, chuckled softly.
“Why you?”
“......”
“Why you, Kim Hyun-soo?”
Guk turned to face Hyun-soo, making the chair creak. His eyes, narrowed, fixed on Hyun-soo. He seemed determined to hear the exact words, the confession, from Hyun-soo.
“Because my father... because he held you back, prevented you from saving your mother. So she...”
“Ah, that.”
Guk gestured to Hyun-soo, telling her to come around the desk. Hyun-soo, who had hesitated, moved slowly as if being dragged.
“Right. That’s why I couldn’t do anything and my mother died in the fire.”
His still-red lips poured out his inner thoughts under the yellow light.
“But Hyun-soo, knowing all that...”
“......”
“Knowing all that, you still hung around?”
“......”
“You smiled, talked, and walked around in front of me all this time, and today you’ve been hovering around all day.”
Hyun-soo was now standing in front of Guk, like a criminal.
Guk reached out and pulled her waist. Hyun-soo was flustered, but her body was drawn close to him.
“Kim Hyun-soo.”
“Huh? Uh...”
His large hand traced the line of Hyun-soo’s thin waist. Guk looked up at Hyun-soo from his seated position. Only Hyun-soo, flustered, looked down at him.
“I’ve killed your father forty-two times today. In my head.”
“......”
“That night, the night of the fire. It’s an imagination that’s never stopped since my mother passed away.”
“......”
“Tearing, stabbing, burning. There’s no mercy in those imaginations, for me.”
Hyun-soo’s body trembled. Was it fear? Or dread? Hyun-soo couldn’t tell why her body was shaking so much. But one thing was clear: she didn’t dislike Guk’s confession. In fact, if she felt pity for him, was she going crazy?
“Why are you trembling so much?”
Guk asked in a voice like thick fog, taking Hyun-soo’s trembling hand. He placed her hand on his shoulder.
“Am I scaring you?”
“......”
“Or do you hate me?”
“No. No, it’s not that.”
Guk chuckled. His eyes were still fixed on Hyun-soo. The gaze was so intense that Hyun-soo rationalized that she was being drawn in deeper and couldn’t resist.
“Want to know a secret?”
Guk, who had been gripping Hyun-soo’s thin waist, whispered, suddenly losing his smile.
“You’re not in those dreams.”
“......Ah.”
“Even when I’m hacking your father to pieces, I’ve never put you in those dreams. So why are you afraid of me? Why do you hate me? Don’t be like that.”
The hand that had been gripping her waist moved slowly, caressing her lower back. The ticklish sensation made the fine hairs on her body stand on end. Hyun-soo, startled, grabbed his hand. Their eyes met.
“......”
“......”
Guk, still looking into her eyes, lowered his hand and gently stroked the soft skin behind Hyun-soo’s knees. Hyun-soo, who almost collapsed from the ticklish feeling, barely managed to stand by holding onto Guk’s shoulder. Guk, as if praising her, moved his hand higher, stroking the back of her thigh.
“Why, why...”
Hyun-soo couldn’t continue. Guk’s hand had slipped inside her pants, and was now gripping the soft, smooth flesh on the inside of her thigh. The soft flesh was kneaded in his hand like supple dough.
“Wait, Yoon Guk. Guk.”
“......”
Hyun-soo called him, but there was no response. Guk, while looking up at Hyun-soo, didn’t stop touching her intimate area with his hand inside her thigh. Hyun-soo wriggled, gasping and staggering.
“That’s, that’s a bit...!”
Guk’s touch became more direct, even brushing against Hyun-soo’s sex. Hyun-soo’s face flushed as she realized he was touching her intimate area through a thin layer of underwear.
“Kim Hyun-soo.”
“Heu...”
“Hyun-soo.”
A deep, low voice. A seductive call, as if rising from the depths of a cave. Hyun-soo, drawn by the voice, finally met his eyes, and he smiled.
At that moment, Guk’s hand plunged deeper into her pants. He looked up at Hyun-soo, kneading and caressing her buttocks with his large hands. Her small but plump buttocks were gripped in his large hands.
It was Hyun-soo’s first time experiencing such intimate skinship. Hyun-soo, shocked, looked down at him with wide eyes. Guk, this time, smiled, his eyes curving. He squeezed her buttocks once more, then spread his hand, placing his long fingers on the line of her underwear. Hyun-soo’s face froze in panic as she realized he could pull them down in an instant.
“Th-that’s... Yoon Guk, you know, this is...”
His eyes were filled with something, overflowing with heat. If she had to give it a name, it would be lust. His eyes were overflowing with lust.
Hyun-soo couldn’t help but notice the clearly visible emotion. Hyun-soo, flustered, hesitated, unable to speak.
“Kim Hyun-soo.”
“......”
“If I pull these down now, will you hate me?”
“What...?”
“Will you push me away?”
Hyun-soo couldn’t easily answer Guk’s question. She hesitated, biting her lip and gripping his shoulder tightly. Guk’s gaze was fixed on her.
She knew what would happen next if she nodded. Conversely, she knew what would happen if she shook her head. Neither option was easy. Hyun-soo’s heart pounded heavily, carrying the difficult question.
“I...”
“Yes, you.”
“No. No.”
Hyun-soo finally shook her head. At the same time, Guk pulled down Hyun-soo’s pants and underwear. It happened in the blink of an eye.
Hyun-soo, frozen, gripped her shoulders tightly. Guk gestured to Hyun-soo’s feet, indicating she should step away. Hyun-soo, realizing this, lifted her trembling legs and stepped out of her underwear and pants. Guk, watching, picked up Hyun-soo’s underwear and crumpled it in his hand.
Guk, standing up, stuffed the underwear into his pocket. The pocket bulged, but it couldn’t compare to the noticeable bulge at his front.
Guk, standing close to Hyun-soo, wrapped his arms around her waist and grabbed the back of her neck, then kissed her. He intended to immobilize her, rub his lips against hers, and push his tongue into her mouth.
Hyun-soo struggled, suddenly stripped below and feeling a strange sensation in her mouth. She couldn’t push him away, but she kept trying to back away. But it was all in vain. Guk had already received her consent, and his desire was as high as the bulge at his front.
“Eung... um... eup!”
As Hyun-soo struggled in his arms, Guk turned towards the desk, still holding her. He didn’t care about the books he was reading, the empty bottles, or the glasses. He swept the items off the desk with one hand and laid Hyun-soo on it. He lifted her arched back, making her calves dangle off the edge of the desk.
Guk, who had been sucking on her soft tongue, finally pulled away and looked down at Hyun-soo.
Hyun-soo looked dazed, her mind still reeling. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, which she hadn’t managed to swallow. Guk wiped the saliva away with his finger, then kissed her there again.
While Hyun-soo was still disoriented, Guk positioned himself between her parted legs. Hyun-soo, belatedly realizing that her legs were spread and her lower body was exposed, struggled, but it was too late.
Guk, gently but firmly pressing down on her goosebump-covered thighs, leaned down, pressing his body against hers and meeting her eyes. Hyun-soo’s wavering gaze was a mix of excitement and fear.
Guk reached out, smoothed Hyun-soo’s disheveled hair, and lightly stroked her cheek. He also briefly gripped and released her slender neck, which he sometimes found pitiful.
Hyun-soo was trembling. But Guk could tell from her eyes and her increasingly warm body that the trembling wasn’t solely due to fear and terror. He moved according to his desires.