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Seon Woo-jung, who played the protagonist Han Jung-woo, and Jung Woo-hyun, who played Jung Hee-soo, had both become celebrated actors, household names. Even I, playing the villain, saw my market value rise considerably compared to before.
Numerous offers for my next project poured in. While most were for villainous roles, a fair number sought to cast me as the lead.
Lying on the sofa, reading scripts and deliberating my next role had become my daily routine. Given
‘This one seems promising.’
Among the more than ten scripts, one in particular captivated my heart. No, in truth, I desperately wanted this role.
It was the tragic lead role of someone betrayed by their lover. For me, who had only ever played villains, it was a part I’d never once been offered. Perhaps that was why I coveted it so deeply.
After much deliberation, I chose the project my heart yearned for. A few days later, a meeting with the drama’s executive producer was scheduled. It wasn’t my first time, yet my heart pounded as if I were a rookie.
“Oh, I really wanted to work with you on a project too.”
Upon hearing the news of my next project, he pouted his lips with a hint of regret. Was he genuine, or merely saying what I wanted to hear? Either way, it made me feel good.
“So, you’ll be busy soon?”
“I don’t think so, not yet. It’s still the casting stage, so it’ll take time to fill out the whole lineup.”
“That’s a relief, then.”
Lying on the sofa with his head on my lap, he suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. Then, he nuzzled his face against me. Having temporarily stopped exercising, I had to tense my abdomen to keep him from noticing my slightly softened stomach.
“Ah, I really wish we could stay like this forever.”
These days, he was so busy it felt as though he needed ten bodies just to keep up. To exaggerate only slightly, if you turned on the TV now, his face would appear everywhere.
I wasn’t sure why someone so busy, having only just managed to secure a three-day vacation, was spending one of them here. But it felt good, so I decided to simply let him be.
After all, Seon Woo-jung and I were dating.
“If it’s not too late, will you date me?”
After that confession, which I’d thought would never come, we began a secret relationship. Just as Seon Woo-jung had wished, we were now a couple who could contact and meet whenever we pleased.
However, the reality was that we were both so incredibly busy that even after more than three months of dating, we had only seen each other’s faces a mere three times.
Though we exchanged messages whenever we had a moment, the frequency was undeniably lower compared to most couples. He was brimming with complaints, often remarking that he saw me less now than before we started dating.
‘I actually think this is quite alright.’
As it was the early stages of our relationship, I did miss him greatly, but I also harbored a strong desire to focus on my work, so the current arrangement suited me perfectly. After all, whenever I met or contacted him, I found it impossible to concentrate on anything else.
“Are you going to keep doing this?”
Maintaining the tension in my abdomen was reaching its limit, so I knew I had to gently push him away. However, having not seen each other in a while, his playful clinginess had increased, and he only pressed closer.
Even though I had taken a break from working out, I hadn’t completely neglected myself; my stomach wasn’t exactly bulging, but still…
“Seon Woo-jung, I’m a little uncomfortable—”
“Not ‘Seon Woo-jung.’ Call me ‘Jung-ah,’ and I’ll let go.”
Despite the infrequent meetings, even after more than three months of dating, I still addressed him as ‘Seon Woo-jung’ and hadn’t dropped the formal speech. He seemed quite displeased by this.
In truth, as I was older and his senior in the entertainment industry, dropping the formalities shouldn’t have been difficult. But for some reason, it felt awkward on my tongue, and I couldn’t bring myself to do it. ‘Jung-ah,’ indeed. It sounded far too intimate.
“Do we really have to do this now?”
“Yes, I want to hear it today.”
His voice held an unnecessarily solemn tone. Until now, I’d always managed to brush it off by saying I wasn’t ready, but today, he seemed utterly unwilling to let it slide.
Well, it wasn’t like he was asking for something huge; it was just dropping his surname, calling him by his given name, and speaking informally. There was no reason I couldn’t do it. I thought so, and I opened my mouth, but that was as far as I got. I simply couldn’t do it.
‘Why can’t I do this?’
To be precise, the moment I even thought about calling him by his name, my heart pounded, my face flushed with heat, and everything just felt overwhelming. I hadn’t even felt this nervous when I first started acting.
“Are you alright?”
He lifted his head, gazing at my face, which felt ready to burst, and asked. Belatedly, I raised a hand to cover my burning face, then steeled myself once more.
“J-Jung-ah…”
Though I stammered, I finally managed to utter his name. Everything is difficult the first time, but easier afterward, so I decided to keep calling his name until it felt natural on my tongue.
“Jung-ah, Jung-ah, Jung… *gasp*.”
He suddenly rose, cupped my cheeks, and abruptly kissed me. His tongue slipped into the yielding space between my lips, and the sound of skin rubbing against skin echoed embarrassingly.
Frozen in surprise, I soon wrapped my arms around his neck and tilted my head to the side. The deepening kiss left me breathless. Yet it felt so incredibly good that I clung to him even tighter without realizing it.
“Call me again.”
He panted, his voice ragged as he spoke. My dazed eyes slowly closed and opened again, and I called his name once more, just as he wanted. Jung-ah. And then our lips reconnected, and my body collapsed onto the sofa.
“W-Wait, just a moment…”
Startled by how quickly things were progressing, I hastily grabbed his hand, which had begun to explore beneath my clothes. In the three months we had been dating, our physical intimacy had only ever gone as far as kissing.
Of course, as consenting adults, it was natural to consider going further, but I simply wasn’t mentally prepared yet. After all, this was my first time.
“Senior…”
Unable to calm his arousal, he pressed his lower body against mine. The distinct heaviness I felt was astonishing. I had a general idea, but I couldn’t help but wonder if that was even humanly possible.
He clearly wanted to embrace me fully, but if he were to insert something like that without any preparation, I was sure it would make the news the next day. Under a headline like,
‘Absolutely not.’
A terrible fantasy filled my mind, and I pushed him away with all my might. Despite being strong enough to resist, he allowed himself to be pushed back, his eyes, dark with desire, fixed on me.
Fortunately, he seemed unlikely to do anything without my permission, so I felt a measure of relief and decided to try calming him down. As we were dating, it would happen eventually, but today was not the day.
“Later, let’s do it later.”
Pushing him away abruptly might have the opposite effect, so I decided to promise him a later time. After a long moment of deliberation, he nodded and moved off me.
Relieved, I sat up straight. I glanced sideways at him; his expression was still grim, as if his arousal hadn’t fully subsided. He was trying to control himself, but it clearly wasn’t easy.
‘It’s still standing.’
The sensation of our bodies touching had been intense enough, but the outline visible through his pants was far more enormous. This, I realized anew, was why people said the world was unfair.
“I’m sorry, Senior.”
I tilted my head, confused by his sudden apology. Seeing the clueless look in my eyes, he let out a deep sigh, then suddenly slapped his own cheek hard.
“W-What are you doing!”
Startled, I quickly checked the cheek he had slapped. Fortunately, it was only slightly swollen, not bruised. He seemed to have controlled his strength, aware that his face was his livelihood.
“Why did you suddenly hit yourself?”
“Because I think I disappointed you…”
“Who?”
“You, Senior…”
So, the reason he had suddenly slapped himself was because he couldn’t stand himself for disappointing me. What kind of ridiculous nonsense was that?
“I’ve never been disappointed in you, Seon Woo-jung.”
“…But you pushed me away.”
“That was just because I was a little surprised.”
“You were surprised because I suddenly rushed you, weren’t you?”
Honestly, I couldn’t deny it. Having no experience or interest in such matters, everything felt new to me. So, yes, I was a little surprised.
But he seemed to misunderstand, thinking that I was surprised because he had rushed me, and that I was disappointed because of it. It wasn’t entirely untrue, but how should I explain this?
“Even if we’re dating, I shouldn’t have acted like that… I’m sorry. I should have kept my head clearer.”
While I was pondering, he was digging himself deeper into a hole. I couldn’t leave him like this, so I decided to be a little more honest.
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