Eighteen’s Bed Novel Completed - Chapter 140

Then he licked his lips with his tongue. It was incredibly stimulating.

“Why do you keep doing this?”

I lowered my voice and looked at Go Yohan, complaining. Go Yohan, as if he had something to say too, lowered his voice similarly and whispered quietly.

“Why, you ask? Because ever since that day, you haven’t let me do ‘that’.”

“That…”

“This.”

Go Yohan’s slender finger tapped his reddish lips. My gaze naturally followed his finger to Go Yohan’s lips, which indented slightly. My pupils widened, my vision expanded, and Go Yohan’s lips moved slowly.

“I’m frustrated, you know. It’s driving me crazy.”

It felt like my eardrum was broken. My brain felt like it would explode from the heat, and my mind would fly away. I even heard ringing in my ears. Damn it, I stood up abruptly, afraid my face would turn red.

“Stop messing around and get up quickly. You said we were going to dinner.”

I spoke hastily with a fierce mind. Without waiting for an answer, I quickly got up from my seat. I hastily hid my hands in my pockets. The sudden touch of warm inner skin made my sensitive senses flare up. My fingertips, hidden in my pockets, twitched with a tingling sensation.

“Let’s eat Hanwoo. Hanwoo—.”

It was annoying enough that he followed me so easily with his long strides as I walked quickly, but the constant chatter from behind was even more irritating. I finally stopped walking and gritted my teeth. Go Yohan, who had followed closely behind me, stopped abruptly too and smiled condescendingly.

Annoying bastard.

“You’re going to eat, right?”

“Alright. But you pay.”

The way he fluttered a single card was absurd. Dinner was decided that way. I sighed and said. I had enough money to pay, but it was a remark made out of a desperate desire to annoy him.

“Jun. I told you repeatedly, didn’t I? Don’t you remember?”

But Go Yohan slumped his shoulders and grumbled, as if accusing me.

“Please, stop spending money.”

He sounded like some chaebol boyfriend. I suddenly realized my mistake. Thinking about it again, Go Yohan looked far from having money.

“…If it were a third-tier finance company or construction, it might make sense.”

“What? What did you say?”

“Nothing.”

I quickly shut my mouth. Then I idly scolded Go Yohan, who had quickly approached my side.

“If I don’t spend money, then how am I supposed to get around?”

“Call me. That way I can stick close to you, lend you money, and collect interest.”

“…”

This is just disgusting.

Honestly, all of Go Yohan’s actions like this come back to bite me. Go Yohan tilted his large body slightly, making an unfittingly cute gesture. What I truly disliked was that it actually looked cute. What’s cute about someone his height acting cute? I resented myself for not understanding myself. I avoided his gaze and ran towards the Hanwoo restaurant, whose location I didn’t even know.

And after haphazardly arriving at an unknown meat restaurant near the school, I stuffed my mouth with cheap meat whose taste I couldn’t even discern. That’s when Go Yohan said something ridiculous. “Well, a dairy cow is also Hanwoo.” He meant it was Hanwoo, but trash Hanwoo. And I finally understood the meaning of Kang Soohyun’s action. The action of pressing the tips of his two index fingers together. Go Yohan said it meant to break off ties. The guy who told me the meaning asked with a serious face.

“Did you break it off?”

“Break what? How?”

“Did you break off the fingers with a hand chop?”

“No?”

Was I supposed to? As I frowned and looked at him with that meaning, Go Yohan pressed his forehead and frowned, saying.

“How could you not do that, you idiot? You just gave that bastard another chance.”

“Are you in elementary school? What kind of…”

“Are you looking down on elementary schoolers? This is an unspoken promise. Call that bastard again. Call him here.”

“Call him here for what?”

“You just stay put. I’ll break that bastard’s index finger.”

“You went to the same high school as me, took the same exam, and came to the same university, right?”

At my scolding, Go Yohan’s eyes rolled sideways. Even then, his hand was incredibly fast, scooping meat with a spoon and putting it in his mouth. I sighed and placed a cooked piece of meat on Go Yohan’s plate. Seeing the piece of meat on the white rice, Go Yohan finally turned his eyes and frowned.

“Hey, bastard, don’t give it to me, eat it yourself.”

“I’m full from the cake.”

I wasn’t particularly hungry, nor did I have an appetite. So I was just picking at the side dishes, and Go Yohan, who was watching me, twitched one eyebrow. Go Yohan, who let out a sigh of exasperation as if bewildered, leaned back and said sharply.

“Do you think I asked you to eat with me just so I could watch you eat? Ah, this is truly absurd. Hey, why did you foolishly eat the cake until you were stuffed?”

“What are you talking about? You’re the one who told me to eat it, aren’t you?”

“At that time, I meant to eat both the cake and the meat!”

What on earth did he want? I was equally dumbfounded and scanned Go Yohan up and down.

“This won’t do. I’m not touching a bite, so you eat it.”

Go Yohan now desperately used his spoon to pick up the cooked meat and pile it onto my plate. I stared blankly at the scene with my chopsticks in hand, then saw a piece of meat fall under the charcoal grill due to Go Yohan’s fumbling and continued.

“No. This meat tastes bad. You eat it.”

“No. You need to gain some weight.”

“What do you plan to do with me if I gain weight?”

What good would it do you if I gained weight? I asked with a frown, and Go Yohan, chewing on the remnants of meat stuck to his spoon, said nonchalantly.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard. I’m going to raise you strong enough so you can’t even faint, and I’ll do it until morning. It’s such a waste, damn it.”

I almost bit my tongue at his sudden sincerity.

“You crazy…”

Even though I knew no one in the noisy dining room heard it, I kicked Go Yohan’s shin in a fit of anger. Bastard.

“Ah! Ow.”

I agree with Kang Soohyun again. Why am I friends with him?

“It really hurts. Jun. Don’t do things like that.”

Go Yohan lowered his eyes and made a pitiful expression. He deliberately whined more, stroking his shin with his palm. It was annoying how handsome he looked.

Why do I live with him?

Kang Soohyun was unusually obsessed with this assignment. To what extent? He obsessively sent me things like a [First Night Plan]. The contents within were truly a spectacle. It was full of definite evidence as to why Kang Soohyun had received a C- on the last team assignment.

[A perfect plan containing thoughts that can be called a moderately sexy, perfectly romantic first night]

“Is this even a proper sentence? How did this guy pass the Suneung?”

The content was even more maddening.

[Most important things for the first night: atmosphere, romance, success]

“…Isn’t he crazy?”

Of course, it should be condoms, a clean and safe place, cleanliness. It was so absurd it was almost funny. Fine, let’s see how far he goes. With that thought, I scrolled down the screen. As expected, he was out of his mind.

[Plan: 1. For a successful experiment, we have prepared an experimenter and a subject with whom they have built trust over a long period. 1-1. The extraction of the subject and analysis of their preferences were conducted through information gathering by experimenter Kang Jun. Subsequently, this plan proceeds based on the experimenter’s information. 2. Information about the subject has been strictly kept confidential for anonymity. There are no safety issues.]

“Damn it, is this bastard trying to advertise to the professor that I had sex?”

He’s guaranteeing the anonymity of the other party, but why isn’t my anonymity guaranteed? It’s all over the place. Or maybe he’s doing this to mess with me. I almost wanted to ask him if he was even aware that the professor would read the submitted assignment.

[Kang Jun did not accept my request to break off ties, so I had no choice but to send it to Kang Jun. It’s definitely not a lingering feeling. It’s not that I couldn’t execute it. I could have, but Kang Jun, who already has a record, was more suitable, so I had no choice.]

The last sentence was the height of absurdity. Go Yohan was right. I should have chopped his fingers off, broken or not. Damn it.

Returning home, I opened my laptop for the assignment, then closed it again with a terrible feeling. At the same time, I heard someone scratching at the door outside.

“Jun—, please open up.”

“Go away. Don’t even think about coming into my room again.”

This was all because of what Go Yohan did at dinner. By the time Go Yohan started to notice something was wrong, I had already entered my room and locked the door.

“Ah, I was just kidding! I meant I was going to headbutt you.”

“…”

“Ah! Open up. Jun, just for a second, just open it for one second. You just need to open it for one second.”

“What are you going to do if I open it for one second?”

“Then I’ll get in within one second.”

So he’s going to come in after all. This bastard, really. Unable to contain my anger, I got up and walked to the door where Go Yohan was standing, giving it a hard kick. Then I roughly swept my bangs back, glaring at Go Yohan beyond the door.

“Don’t talk to me until I finish my assignment.”

I warned in a low voice, turned around, and immediately collapsed onto the bed right in front of me. Contrary to the warning I gave Go Yohan, I didn’t have any assignments due immediately. Most of them were already finished and just needed organizing. I squinted at the dazzling light, then covered my eyes with my forearm. The cause of my irritation wasn’t that Go Yohan had teased me.

From across the door, I heard something slowly stroking the door. It was a very cautious speed.

“Alright. Come out when you feel better. Okay?”

The drooping voice and the accompanying gloom soaked my mood as well.

“…This house has terrible soundproofing.”

It was a needless grumble.

I lay in bed for a long time, lost in useless thoughts, when suddenly thirst overwhelmed me. It was because the stew that came with dinner was too salty. I pouted my lips, then after a brief deliberation, I got up. Only an hour and a half had passed since I had closed the door and barricaded myself in.

“I really have no patience.”

I pressed down on my puffed-up hair at the back of my head with my palm and unlocked the tightly closed door. The fact that I strained my ears to listen for Go Yohan’s presence proved that I was still an incorrigible idiot. Through the slightly open crack, no sign of him could be heard or seen.

“Did he go out?”

I let go of the doorknob, which I had been timidly turning, with a sense of futility. Yeah, I’m an idiot for expecting anything. I shook my head slightly again, blaming myself. Well, I was the one who said I wouldn’t come out until the assignment was done. However, the subtly rising feeling of disappointment couldn’t be erased. It was so pathetic.

“…What are you doing, really, Kang Jun.”

Scratching my cheek in embarrassment, I opened the door fully. And I saw him. Go Yohan. Go Yohan, who was leaning against the wall next to the door, bent at the waist, asleep. Go Yohan, who had been hidden by the door. From the moment I saw the tips of his apricot-colored toes, my heart held its breath, still, then pounded wildly when I saw his deeply bowed head, revealing his crown.

“…”

In his limp, relaxed palm was a pink rubber ball. I clenched my lips tightly, looking at the rubber ball hanging precariously from his fingers, as if it would fall at any moment. The pink ball, similar to the one that bounced around the classroom, was repeatedly squeezed and released in Go Yohan’s hand at home. Moreover, I hated Go Yohan’s rubber ball, both in high school and now.

I frowned and bent down. Then I leaned in next to Go Yohan, who was sleeping as if dead, and listened. There was a very faint sound of breathing. Only then did I relax, pick up the ball in his palm, and stand up. Then I saw his phone, which lay as if dropped in Go Yohan’s left hand.

More precisely, the numerous alarms piled up on Go Yohan’s screen.

“…His number changed too.”

I vaguely knew. I realized it very late, but I had somewhat guessed. That Go Yohan absolutely did not have any friends. And even though he had been deleted, I felt unpleasant about the calls looking for Go Yohan. I knew the identity of this unpleasantness, but I absolutely didn’t want to believe it was jealousy, so I couldn’t voice it.

Tsk. I nudged Go Yohan’s phone away with my displeased foot.

“…”

However, I guess I’m not someone who can do completely petty things. I could have just ignored the person sleeping in front of my door and walked past. But seeing him subtly lean over, unable to bear his own weight, my heart softened again.

“Ha, really…”

I held my waist with one hand and ran the other over my forehead, lamenting. Getting soft-hearted for someone I like. I really need to fix this bad habit someday. Tsk, I lightly clicked my tongue.

“I don’t know anymore.”

I guess I still have a lot of growing up to do. It’s pitiful that I have to live so irresponsibly for a while, but for now, doing what made me comfortable felt better. I turned my body, which had been heading to the kitchen, and went back into the room. Then I grabbed a small blanket that was casually sprawled on the bed and came out. As soon as I crossed the threshold, I knelt down and, in my own way, made one last stand. It was a final desperate attempt to assert that I wasn’t so easy to deal with.

“I’m just covering you with a blanket. Just the blanket. Got it?”

There was no answer to my question, only the sound of soft breathing. Listening to the slow breaths that matched his rhythm, I felt a complex emotion.

“What’s the point of talking to someone who’s asleep…”

Pathetic. So pathetic. I idly brushed my cheek with the back of my hand, then lightly patted it before unfolding the blanket and covering his shoulders. Go Yohan always slept without covering himself. As I released my hand, grumbling such trivial complaints, I subtly turned my head. That’s when Go Yohan’s nose bridge and his lips, slightly more prominent than usual from sleeping, came into my view.

“…”

What am I doing? That thought crossed my mind, yet I couldn’t tear my gaze away. Honestly, it’s not my type. Go Yohan is a bit too slender for my taste. Still, because of his unique gloomy yet flamboyant aura, I couldn’t help but be drawn to him. As if possessed, the hand that had placed the blanket on his shoulder slowly moved towards his slightly protruding nose tip and lips.

If I tap it, it feels like it will sink in. I swallowed hard. My fingertips, trembling so slightly it was hard to describe, touched the plumpest part of Go Yohan’s lips. In the fleeting moment our skin touched, I felt an intangible warmth and my body trembled subtly. As I subtly stroked the border between pink and apricot-colored skin, I brought my head closer as if intoxicated. It was when I was captivated by the white downy hair illuminated by the light.