Eighteen’s Bed Novel Completed - Chapter 141
Something felt off.
A strange feeling washed over me. Didn’t his skin muscles move very slowly just now? I lifted my chin slightly, my hand still touching the border of his lips. There, I met Go Yohan’s open eyes.
“…What are you doing?”
“…Uh, uh?”
Embarrassment set in. All the heavy emotions that had intoxicated me scattered on the floor. I hastily pulled my hand away from his lips and stammered awkwardly.
“Th-there was something on your face.”
“…”
But there was no answer. Embarrassed, I subtly shifted my gaze back to Go Yohan. To my dismay, Go Yohan lowered his eyes and looked only at my lips, smiling very faintly. A sudden surge of dizziness made me instinctively try to cover my lips with my fingers.
“Just a moment.”
Until Go Yohan caught me, that is. Go Yohan, who gently blocked my hand, suddenly grabbed the sides of my head with both hands and pressed his lips heavily against my forehead.
“Hey, Go Yohan…!”
I hastily pushed his shoulder, but it was no use. Go Yohan pressed his lips firmly against my forehead, making an explicit sound as they separated. Just for a moment, I felt relieved that it was only a kiss on the forehead, yet also a pang of regret. Then Go Yohan smiled softly and this time kissed me below my eyes.
Below my eyes, next to my temples, below my cheeks, above my lips, my chin, then back up to my eyebrows, and even my glabella—his soft lips pressed against them as if smudging. I was so lost in that soft contact that I couldn’t even think of stopping him, only lightly closing and opening my eyes each time Go Yohan’s lips touched me.
His left hand, which had been holding the side of my head, lightly stroked my earlobe.
“Are you still mad?”
I couldn’t open my mouth for a moment. I was afraid what idiotic words might tumble out. I just suffered from the desire boiling inside me. Just a little more. Such a thought, betraying my reason, was pounding against my closed lips. I just nodded, avoiding my eyes that were about to well up with tears.
“That’s good.”
Then Go Yohan stood up abruptly. I felt his fingers lightly brush past me and let out a groan of regret.
“Ah…”
“Are you done with your assignment? Can you play with me now?”
The cause of my state didn’t hear my regret. It was a blessing in disguise. I covered my reddened face and cursed mouth with the back of my hand and followed him up.
Go Yohan, who had entered my room without permission, sat down at the desk with my laptop. Huh. Before I could even think of something strange, before I could stop him, the hand that had caused me such regret abruptly opened the laptop.
“What assignment did you do?”
“W-wait a minute!”
The black screen lit up, and my mind also lit up, coming back to its senses. I moved my feet to close the screen again, but Go Yohan had already read Kang Soohyun’s document that appeared on the screen.
“A perfect plan containing thoughts that can be called a moderately sexy, perfectly romantic first night?”
“Ah, that.”
“What’s with this trashy title?”
“Close it. It’s not trashy, it’s actual trash.”
“Wait.”
I hastily grabbed the laptop screen to close it, but Go Yohan blocked it with his hand, so I couldn’t do anything. As Go Yohan’s narrow eyes quickly read all the text, I slightly bit my tongue, cursing the damn Kang Soohyun.
“This class isn’t, by any chance, that women’s studies class you’re taking with Kang Soohyun, is it?”
“…It is.”
“Why is there talk of sex in a women’s studies class?”
A somewhat awkward tone pricked me.
“Sex and gender can’t be separated.”
“…”
“…Kang Soohyun said so.”
Actually, I wasn’t in a situation where I needed to make excuses, but Go Yohan’s calm, settled gaze and his naturally gloomy and fierce eyes made me feel uneasy even as I explained. Go Yohan listened quietly to my words, then tapped the screen with his characteristic long finger and continued.
“Who is this subject?”
“Huh?”
“Damn it, who is this bastard who has built trust with Kang Jun over a long time?”
“I don’t know either. Kang Soohyun just wrote it arbitrarily.”
I reflexively waved my hands in the air and continued.
“He said to find someone who’s been together for two years, or something like that.”
As I added the explanation, I felt a strange sensation. A thought that had lingered uncomfortably since I heard Kang Soohyun’s words suddenly pointed to something. Go Yohan clearly came into my view.
“…Two years?”
Been together for two years, and, well, just some strange relationship where they’re not actually dating.
Go Yohan muttered to himself, then suddenly folded two fingers. Thumb, index finger. The room was quiet enough to hear his small whispered words.
“Second year, third year.”
Wait. My head also started spinning. Go Yohan, who still had a subtly uneasy expression even after counting the numbers, stopped thinking and looked up. One eyebrow was crookedly raised. It was a seriousness I hadn’t seen in a long time.
“By year or by calendar year?”
“…There was no mention of that.”
“You didn’t decide?”
And then, in the midst of it, I mumbled and looked at him cautiously.
“There was no mention of the calendar year.”
Silence flowed. Go Yohan, who had been staring blankly at me with his fingers folded, broke into a triumphant laugh for a very short moment. White teeth showed. Go Yohan suddenly threw his head back and stroked his neck. As if wondering what he was thinking while looking at the ceiling, he said,
“Kang Soohyun, you said?”
“…”
“The bastard who gave you the assignment.”
It didn’t seem to have any other meaning, so I just grabbed my gown and nodded.
“Yeah.”
“Hmm.”
Each time Go Yohan opened his mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbed. At the same time, I swallowed my saliva.
“Is something wrong?”
I asked, suddenly questioning Go Yohan’s strange behavior, and Go Yohan finally straightened his head, looked at me, and said.
“Just curious about his intentions.”
Go Yohan’s eyes were filled with amusement.
“The assignment’s fun.”
“…”
However, an indescribably ominous discomfort crawled up my calves. Go Yohan, still pressing his neck with his left hand, somehow felt dangerous. Even his right hand, constantly squeezing the round ball.
“By any chance, do you want me to tell you my preferences if you need them?”
“What?”
“It’s written here, isn’t it? That preference will be reflected.”
Was he doing it on purpose, or was it genuinely funny? It didn’t seem like he was truly enjoying this assignment. Just as I was desperately racking my brain to figure out Go Yohan’s intentions, Go Yohan, who was now half-standing from his chair and laughing so loudly it made a sound, opened his mouth on his own accord.
“I like…”
His intense gaze looked at my face, then smiled even deeper and moved downwards.
“Moderately large and slightly plump, with volume but sparse…”
Crazy bastard. My face flushed with heat. It was so hot that my legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the bed. All my efforts to understand his intentions were in vain. Go Yohan truly was chaos itself. I hastily shouted at Go Yohan.
“Don’t. Whatever you’re about to say, just don’t.”
“Ah, you won’t let me say anything.”
“Of course, you, every time you open your mouth…”
“Every time I open my mouth, what?”
A playful glint appeared in Go Yohan’s eyes. Go Yohan, who leaned his arm on the back of the chair and smiled, asked again.
“What do I do every time I open my mouth?”
“…You bastard.”
I gripped the blanket tightly with my hands. He was doing this to tease me. It was so obvious, but the problem was that Go Yohan was so good at this obvious trick.
“I was talking about your head.”
“Bullshit.”
“I don’t like people with very small faces. So you have a bit of a minus point there.”
That brazen bastard. He’s not just thick-skinned, he’s shameless. Say something that makes sense. First, Go Yohan’s explanation didn’t make sense to begin with.
“I have a lot of hair.”
But Go Yohan smiled, narrowing his eyes. He even covered his mouth and rolled his eyes. At that moment, I realized that I had fallen for Go Yohan’s trick again. And that it was already too late.
“Really? Then where do you lack hair that you were so surprised?”
“…”
Ah, damn it. Damn it. I quietly cursed and pressed my forehead. I was filled with embarrassment from head to toe. I bent over and buried my head. To be honest, I never knew my physical characteristics would become such a source of embarrassment. It was something I had never cared about before.
“…Hey, just go back out.”
I couldn’t bring myself to lift my head and pointed to the door with my finger.
Yes, honestly, I was ashamed and humiliated. I was dying of embarrassment from doing that with Go Yohan, but it was even worse because Go Yohan was the comparison. Even every word Go Yohan said when I awkwardly covered my center remained a memory of shame. That’s why. That’s why I didn’t even accept the kisses he subtly gave.
“Jun, that’s a compliment, you know?”
But did Go Yohan notice, or not? No, he must have. He must have noticed, that’s why he’s doing this. He kept clinging to me and spouting such words.
“I really like white dicks.”
Just like now. My patience had reached its limit.
“You bastard, I’m not a white dick!”
I ended up revealing my face, which I had tried to hide by bowing my head. I turned around and even picked up the small cushions on the bed and threw them at Go Yohan. I was so embarrassed that tears almost welled up.
“How many times do I have to tell you no!”
“Alright, alright.”
What was even more annoying was that Go Yohan dodged everything I threw without getting hit once. Just one hit, please. He even lightly caught the pillow I threw with both hands and casually opened his mouth.
“Allergy-free peach.”
“Hey!”
The sight of him hiding his face behind the pillow and trying to suppress his laughter made me genuinely want to kill him.
“Late autumn field.”
“…I told you to stop.”
Now, I didn’t care if my face was red with embarrassment or not. I just wanted to beat Go Yohan to death once. I couldn’t bear how unfair and angry I felt. Go Yohan hid his face under the pillow and shrugged his shoulders, then… as expected, he betrayed my expectations.
“…P-peeled banana.”
What’s the point of hiding your face? His exposed shoulders were trembling.
Damn it, I can’t take it anymore. I really want to hit that annoying bastard just once. I wondered why I was reacting so sensitively to something so trivial, but tears were already welling up in my eyes from unbearable shame. I wiped my tears with my forearm and rushed towards Go Yohan, hitting his arm and shoulder with all my might.
“Ah, ow. It really hurts.”
“You, I’m really going to kill you here.”
He wasn’t really hurt, though. He could have easily dodged it. But he deliberately took the hits and smiled brightly, which was annoying, yet seeing Go Yohan laugh so openly and without ulterior motives, my hand instinctively paused.
The reason was pathetic. Go Yohan didn’t laugh like that in high school. I had never seen it, not once.
Go Yohan had only recently started laughing like that. To be precise, he subtly started laughing more often since he started living with me, and then, a week ago, after we crossed the line, he started laughing like that.
“…I really hate you.”
If I really hated him, I could just kick him out. But I deliberately held onto Go Yohan, who was clinging to the chair, hiccuping and shrugging his shoulders. But Go Yohan heard my words, abruptly stopped laughing, and stood up. He was in such a hurry that the chair he had just been sitting on slid back and hit the wall.
What, what is it?
I sniffled and looked between Go Yohan and the chair. His large body, which completely blocked the light, was slightly bent, looking down at me, and his long hands hovered aimlessly in the air. Then, after watching me cautiously for a long time, he opened his mouth with a slightly trembling voice.
“I’m sorry. I was just really happy and playing around, but…”
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