Eighteen’s Bed Novel Completed - Chapter 190

“I think so. He dropped the class, didn’t he? He must have thought I’d keep taking it, and he didn’t like the class from the orientation, so he screwed me over and dropped it. I don’t know what he was so twisted about.”

-Oh, that makes sense. A bit petty, though.

“That’s just how model students who only went to cram schools and regular schools, like my parents said, turn out.”

-Jun’s friend, aren’t you also a wholesome model student?

At that, the fake smile I was wearing stiffened. It was a similar statement, but slightly different. My ambition was far greater than Ahn Jisu’s.

Ahn Jisu, who sharpened his blade dreaming of becoming a top-tier student in college, and I, who writhed in endless jealousy and wanted to survive as a top-tier student even in high school. It was all too clear which of us had grown up more deviously.

“I guess so.”

I let out a soft chuckle. Ahn Jisu, who was even clumsy at teasing people. And seeing that he went to the military immediately after, his college life probably wasn’t smooth either. Where would that arrogant personality go? He entered a department filled with the smartest prodigies in the country, so his grades, which had always been first, must have plummeted miserably. His pride must have been severely hurt. Naturally, he would have revealed that twisted personality.

“He shouldn’t have done bad things in the first place. It all comes back to me, so how would he handle it?”

-Don’t say such kind things. I’ve done a lot of things that prick my conscience towards you lately.

So he knows.

As I let out a wry laugh, the speaker suddenly felt muffled. Then, a small voice squeezed through the blocked gap. ‘Ah, I’m coming now! I’ll go! No! It’s not like that!’ That’s probably what he said. And then the noise of the karaoke room grew louder again.

-Anyway, tell your friend thanks too. I called to tell him that. I also called to tell him to check what I sent him. Your friend seems to be ignoring my messages too? I’m the type to get hurt by that. But Jun’s friend, why is it so hard to check your friend’s email? I thought I was going to die Googling. Ah! And then I found out which high school you guys went to. That name there, Seon…

“Thanks for what?”

I knew my high school well, so I wasn’t particularly curious. Kang Soohyun had said something more intriguing before that. What on earth was Kang Soohyun grateful to Go Yohan for? My head was so full of that curiosity that I cut Kang Soohyun off, wanting only to hear the answer.

-Friend! That friend’s personality is awful, but he’s solid when it comes to money! He suddenly messaged me asking for my account number, and I quickly gave it to him, and he sent money! He gets it right away. The ticket price. That friend, wow, he’s bold.

“The ticket, hey. I already gave you that.”

-You bought the ticket, and he bought my effort. I think it’s a fair trade.

“Don’t you think you have no conscience? You—”

This bastard. My voice choked up without me realizing it.

-So I added a little something extra as a service. To enjoy it thoroughly.

“Added what…”

-I have to hang up now. I’ll call you later. My friends are calling me. World, here I come!

Don’t. Please, never contact me again.

My words only echoed in my head. It was because the ill-mannered Kang Soohyun had unilaterally hung up. I stood there, looking at my phone, then clenched my fist and punched the air. Damn it. I really hate this. I bit my lip hard, looked at the blank screen, then turned my head to see Go Yohan, who was asleep.

The morning sun was shining on his gloomy face. Go Yohan, sleeping like the dead, looked like a painting, and I stared blankly for a long time before turning on my phone.

“What did you give him? What as a service?”

There was no reply.

…

What did he send?

Deep down, since Kang Soohyun sent it, I figured it was probably some explicit video or something. But I couldn’t help but be bothered unless I checked.

Even after returning to my room, only questions, not answers, came to mind, so I finally decided to stop worrying. There would be a way to check if I wanted to, but it was better than being caught by Go Yohan and embarrassed if I went out of my way to check. I still had my Kang Jun pride, after all.

…

But what did he really send?

“Kang Jun’s head is rolling this way, that way…”

“Huh? Me?”

Go Yohan’s voice interrupted my thoughts. And Kang Soohyun, who had been swirling complicatedly in my mind, died instantly. The most important person in my relationships. My mental energy was concentrated on Go Yohan.

“What are you thinking about so intently?”

“……Can’t you wear underwear before you put on your pants?”

“I’m about to shower.”

The thin sweatpants slid up Go Yohan’s long legs in one swift motion. I glanced sideways, half intentionally, half genuinely, and stole a look at the scar on Go Yohan’s thigh.

‘Sexy.’

I managed to stop myself from exhaling a hot breath by covering my mouth with my hand. I pressed my lips with my palm and deliberately turned my gaze away, pretending not to have seen anything. If I turned again, I’d see the scar on his back. I scratched my cheek with my finger.

I really am a pervert. Go Yohan was right.

Go Yohan, who had been standing by the bed putting on his pants, made a rustling sound as he adjusted them. His long hands must be smoothing out the wrinkles. I lightly tensed my lower abdomen, which was growing warm. I absolutely couldn’t let him notice. I rubbed my chin and cheek with the back of my hand to hide my possibly flushed face.

Just then, Go Yohan patted his pants and said,

“If you’re going to look, don’t peek like that. Just look at it openly.”

“Huh? No? I didn’t see anything.”

“I could hear your eyeballs rolling from here.”

“……”

Well, then. Since I got permission…

I turned my face away, pretending ignorance. I intended to act shamelessly, as if asking what he was talking about. But then Go Yohan adjusted his pants and moved his leg. Since he wasn’t wearing underwear, the distinct line of his penis came into full view.

“……”

I shouldn’t have looked. Damn it, is that really a human?

“I’m going to go wash up now.”

“Huh? Oh!”

“Don’t you want to wash together?”

“No, no. You go wash up. I’ll wash in my room.”

“You don’t want me to scratch it for you?”

Go Yohan, who was weak in the mornings, said, pressing his brows together with a pained expression. But even as he said that, he made a hook shape with his thumb and middle finger and made a gesture of scratching the air. His middle finger even moved slowly, out of sync. The gesture was so obscene that I quickly lowered my head and muttered,

“We used a condom. So it’s fine.”

“Oh, you remember?”

“Of course.”

No, actually, I didn’t remember anything. No wonder my back hurt; we must have done it again. I rubbed my aching back and lifted my head. When I looked at Go Yohan with a deliberately brazen gaze, Go Yohan, still rubbing his aching head, continued,

“Why did you remember? I was going to lie and say I came inside.”

“……Let’s not talk about it.”

Because I think I’m getting a headache too.

I got up with a shuffling gait. And as I passed Go Yohan, he reached out and lightly brushed my stomach and waist. When I looked at Go Yohan in surprise, he smiled with his lips curled up, his brow furrowed, and turned his back.

His long legs strode towards the bathroom. Then he opened the door, and just before closing it, he glanced back and asked me,

“Are you really not going to wash with me?”

At that, I quickly waved my palms from side to side and left the room. My shuffling gait might have made my back look pathetic, but it was better than him seeing my aroused member.

I went straight into the bathroom next to my room and took off my T-shirt. And my pants. I threw my clothes into the adjoining dressing room and walked under the shower.

“Ah, damn…”

My lower half hurt so much I felt like I was going to die. I reluctantly turned on the faucet. I felt like I needed to scald my body with hot water first. Still, after soaking in warm water for a while, I felt a bit better.

After being in the hot water for a long time, I occasionally looked at the doorknob.

‘Won’t he come?’

Was it that I wanted him to come, or that I didn’t want him to come? I weighed my own confusing feelings. In fact, I probably knew to some extent but was just ignoring it. I touched the tile with my fingertips. I cooled the tips of my skin with the cold marble. It was a sign to snap out of it.

“He won’t come. Why would he come?”

Ha. Ridiculous. I was so dumbfounded that this time I turned my body and hit my head against the marble wall.

The shower grew longer due to the increasingly dense thoughts. If I hadn’t been having such random thoughts, I would have finished 15 minutes ago. After showering and changing clothes in the dressing room, Go Yohan had already finished showering. He even had a towel on his wet hair and was sitting in front of my laptop, looking at something.

However, I was no different. I roughly ruffled my wet hair and glanced at Go Yohan.

“Why my laptop?”

“I needed to check something quickly.”

“If it’s not urgent, use your phone.”

“Ah, it won’t open on my phone.”

Go Yohan left me with a puzzling remark. What was he checking so intently? I shuffled back to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of water. Then, to clear my head, I stood blankly in place, catching my breath, and only after a few minutes did I bring the cup to my lips. And as I chugged it down, something suddenly occurred to me.

“Oh…”

No way. My neck moved stiffly. Finally, I looked at Go Yohan, who was staring at the screen with a strange expression. It was truly odd. Go Yohan’s face looked as serious as if he was about to kill someone, then he slowly raised his hand to touch his lips. Then he raised his hand further and scratched his ear.

And he lifted his gaze to glance at me, then immediately averted his eyes as soon as our eyes met.

“……”

What is it?

Go Yohan’s face was incredibly embarrassing. I stiffly placed the cup on the table and walked, pulling the towel draped around my neck. My steps were clumsy again.

“……What are you looking at?”

“……”

Go Yohan didn’t speak. He looked at me again, then looked down at the floor, rubbing his ear vigorously. What was even stranger was that he made an awkward, robotic laughing sound while doing so. I continued to approach Go Yohan and asked,

“……Why?”

Go Yohan lifted his head and looked at me. A very strange smile appeared on his gloomy face. It was a smile that made me wonder if he was teasing me, happy, amused, or flustered—I couldn’t tell what it meant. Anxiety surged.

I finally placed my hand on the approaching living room table and went next to Go Yohan to look at the laptop screen. And I read the short sentence written there.

1. Nevertheless, Go O O is worth loving.

100-1. The author also feels it’s strange.

“……”

What Kang Soohyun sent to Go Yohan was the <Go O O Report>.

Thunder struck my head. A tsunami came, and a typhoon came. With my mind in a state of natural disaster, I slowly turned my head towards Go Yohan. Go Yohan, whose eyes met mine, had raised his arm and covered his face with the inside of his elbow.

And the upper part of his face, which wasn’t covered, was burning crimson.

I avoided Go Yohan’s face to find a way out of this situation. Looking at Go Yohan made all my thoughts fly away. I lifted my head and looked around, and a small mirror by the entrance reflected me. There was Kang Jun, redder than a tomato.

“……”

“……”

Silence, endless silence. A moment when even the ticking of the clock sounded like a roar.

Go Yohan opened his mouth.

“You know.”

“Uh, um, uh-huh.”

“Can I make a wish?”

Go Yohan’s voice sounded muffled, blocked by the arm covering his face. I, who had been lost in thought for a long time, answered as if enchanted by the question.

“Uh, huh.”

The next morning, the intercom suddenly rang, startling me, and they said a bed had been delivered. I knew the time had finally come and squeezed my eyes shut.

Go Yohan was beaming all morning, looking at the bed that started coming in. Surprisingly, Go Yohan had two gifts for me, and that was one of them. A bed. It wasn’t even a bed for my room.

But why was it my gift? The question was answered by Go Yohan’s wish.

The day my report was exposed. What Go Yohan said, breathing heavily and flushed from head to toe, was still unforgettable. Of course, it couldn’t be forgotten. That situation could never be forgotten.

‘Let’s share a bed.’

‘Huh?’

‘Let’s sleep together, wake up together, and be together. I want to close my eyes with you and open my eyes with you.’

What block of wood wouldn’t be swayed by those words? In the end, something like today happened.

I, who would actually be sharing the room, felt my head ache at the sight of the messy floor, but well, couldn’t I just put off tomorrow’s problems until tomorrow?

To be honest, I was excited for another reason. It was for a very simple reason. It’s a little embarrassing, but I was secretly looking forward to eating delivery jjajangmyeon. Should I call it a fantasy?

When Go Yohan and I first started living together, we were both pretty out of it, so I barely remembered how we spent the first day. So I decided to fulfill that fantasy now. It’s okay to forget about my gloom this way, isn’t it? Since it’s already exposed anyway.