Chapter 70: While You Slept

Ah, what if I did it right now. Let’s say I push Yoon Heesung away and run.

Then who would I go to? I’d leave this house, and go where? Mom? I can’t go to her, not ever.

Yoon Heesung was the one who had Lee Sunwoo moved to the hospital. Mom would push me back out the door, just like she always has.

Do I have anywhere else to lean on? I shook my head to myself.

It wasn’t that I thought of Mom because I trusted her. It was because there was truly no one, no one at all by my side. Yoon Heesung had been the only one I could lean on, and now I couldn’t even do that.

“You’re scared. Still?”

Yoon Heesung stopped what he was doing. He stared at me. Then he reached a new conclusion.

“No. You’re embarrassed. You’re ashamed to let me see you?”

He laughed softly. He rested his chin on my shoulder and pretended to bite. The tickling sensation gave me goosebumps.

“You were fine yesterday. Maybe it’s because you’re already sober.”

“…”

“Then we’ll have to get you used to it first.”

He put me down and stood up. I pulled the blanket back over myself.

But he didn’t touch me. He only picked up the clothes folded beside the bed and walked out.

He came back empty-handed. I stared up at him, not understanding.

He explained patiently.

“I can’t exactly keep you drunk every day, can I?”

“…”

“Stay undressed until you’re used to showing me.”

“You’re completely insane… Ah, even so…”

I was horrified. He was telling me to stay naked until I got used to being seen by him.

The curse slipped out before I could stop it. He looked at me as if I were fascinating.

Then he dropped into the chair by the bed and picked up a book lying face-down on the nightstand. He rested an arm on the armrest and started reading. He looked like he’d been sitting there reading the whole time before I woke up.

And I had no idea what to do. He was someone beyond all common sense.

What could I even say to a man who steals your clothes and tells you to get used to it? I didn’t know how to react either.

In my frantic state, I managed to fumble out a plea.

“…At least give me my clothes. I won’t act like I did earlier.”

“And how am I supposed to believe you?”

Even the words I’d chosen so carefully had no effect on him. He frowned, as if I were the one being unreasonable.

“How can I believe anything you say now?”

“…”

I thought I knew what he meant. My eyes burned.

Realizing once more that talking to him was pointless, I forced my brain to work.

Fine. First, get out of this room and put on something, anything.

I hated being seen, but I could stand it for a minute. My eyes burned twice as hot as before, and my jaw throbbed. I held back the feelings threatening to burst out and got up.

As if he’d read my mind, Yoon Heesung said, “Just so you know, I locked the dressing room.”

“…Why would you go this far? At least the clothes…”

“I already told you. So you can get used to being seen.”

He turned a page with his long fingers.

My mind went white. I felt powerless.

Whatever I said, he’d answer with his usual smooth sophistry. He’d never stumble over a question. And every answer would pull me deeper into the swamp.

The more we talked, the more I realized how different we were. The wall between us only grew higher.

Even now.

Something hot surged up my throat.

Last year, when Im Namwoo’s crew was bullying me, I waited for graduation. When I wanted to run from Yoon Heesung’s unfamiliar side, I waited for college.

So what was I supposed to wait for now? For him to get sick of me? And how would I know when that’d be?

“…”

It felt like an endless fight. And my opponent didn’t speak my language at all. He was someone who did things I couldn’t even imagine.

No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn’t come up with a way out.

I sighed. I stood up slowly.

First, I needed to get to the bathroom. I’d needed to go for a while, and there would be a shower robe or at least a towel in there. I needed something to cover myself.

The moment I moved, Yoon Heesung set his book down with a sharp sound.

“Where are you going?”

“…”

I swallowed. I hadn’t even said a curse word, but I was scared.

Without answering, I wrapped the blanket around my waist and looked at him nervously.

Then he laughed. His eyes crinkled.

“The bathroom?”

“…”

“You’re going to go to the bathroom all wrapped up like that?”

“…Ah! Give it back…!”

His big hand snatched the blanket away.

Then he scooped me up. It was embarrassing how easily he lifted me, and even more embarrassing that he carried me straight to the bathroom. He even set me down in front of the toilet.

“Didn’t you come here to pee?”

“No…! How can I pee with you standing there? I just came to get a towel or something.”

I was lying.

I could already see what was going to happen. I thrashed around. But no matter what I did, he just slid his leg between mine.

“You haven’t gone once since you woke up, have you?”

In an instant, my hips were pushed back. My legs spread, and the rough fabric of his pants pressed against my bare inner thigh. Every hair on my body stood on end.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and grabbed my penis with the other. It was soft, and it fit entirely in his hand.

I knew exactly what he was about to do.

“Don’t. I said let go…!”

I struggled and grabbed his arm, trying to pry him off. But the moment I touched the uneven skin, I flinched and yanked my hand away. I couldn’t put any strength into it.

He didn’t miss the chance.

“Ssh.”

“Ah, h-ha, don’t.”

“Pee.”

Not content with that, he stroked my penis up and down. The arm around my waist pressed into my stomach, and the thigh between my legs pushed at me gently.

My whole body was pinned. I couldn’t resist at all. I trembled under the pressure coming from every side.

Finally, a trickling sound started.

“Ah, hnng, u-ugh…”

I clenched my teeth. Tears welled up.

Once the yellow stream began, it gushed out without stopping. I stared blankly at the arc of urine. Sobs kept rising from my throat.

Unbothered, he held my penis and watched it closely. When it finally ended in a few droplets, he even shook it dry. He wiped the tip with a tissue.

“Hic, hnng…”

I couldn’t stay calm like him. This was beyond humiliation, a feeling I’d never known. It was like something inside me had broken clean through, and I’d lost something.

The tears that had pooled finally spilled down.

“You shouldn’t cry this much.”

His voice was sweet, despite everything. He pressed kiss after kiss on my cheek and licked up my tears.

He was clearly enjoying this. He definitely found it funny, the way I flinched and stopped all resistance the moment his wounded forearm touched me.

“Since we’re in here, let’s wash up.”

“Hic, hnng… Ah, ugh…”

Tears kept pouring out. I couldn’t stop crying.

I could feel it. Yoon Heesung had changed even more today than yesterday, more than the day before, more than last week. His abnormal side was more vivid to me than ever.

He had hurt himself just to keep me. My mom owed his family even more now. And Yoon Heesung was always doing things I couldn’t even imagine.

I kept crying.

He went into the shower stall and turned me to face him. He rubbed my face.

“Are you being a crybaby?”

And realizing that everything I did looked like ridiculous whining to him only made it worse. The tears wouldn’t stop.

He cupped the back of my head and pulled me into his chest. All the strength left my body. I buried my face in his chest and sobbed.

He rested his chin on my head and murmured.

“…I feel like I wanted to do this from the very beginning.”

I didn’t know what that meant. I probably never would, for the rest of my life.

He couldn’t even wait for me to stop sobbing. He took my hand and gnawed at my fingertips, like a beast grinding its teeth.

Then he suddenly said, “This won’t do.”

It was only natural to feel dread at those words. I scrambled to stop him.

“Ah, n-no. I don’t want to. It’s probably torn from yesterday. I-it really hurts…”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t even put it all in yesterday. I only managed to get the tip in.”

He slid down and knelt in front of me.

Until then, I couldn’t tell what he was doing. I was just ashamed that a fully dressed Yoon Heesung was kneeling before my naked body. I closed my legs and covered myself with my hand.

He pushed my hand away like it was in the way. He grabbed my penis. His pretty face was right in front of it.

When he smiled, I felt like I was committing a sin.

“Yunwoo. I did some studying while you were asleep.”

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