질투 (JEALOUSY) - CHAPTER 5
질투 (Jealousy)
pairing: Woogyu (Woo Hyeon/ Seong Gyu)
rating: NC-17
summary: Woo Hyeon unravels bit by bit into something hideous, something repulsive. He's never been more conscious of himself or, rather, what Seong Gyu may or may not be doing behind his back. He has always been the one to play the cards. Now that Seong Gyu is the dealer, there is no telling what is in store for Woo Hyeon.
A/N : endlessly grateful to chateaucartoon who did much more than beta-read for me and for this story <3
A/N 2 : I am sorry if the romanization of their names disturbs you, but I get so worked up when people don't know how to read their names right T.T The transcription I use is much closer to their real names than what is commonly in use. Forgive me for that, please, it's professional deformation XD
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of shattering glass and loud cursing. I didn't even feel hung over as I ran down to see what happened. I found Gyu standing by the sink dipping his hand into cold water. His shin was bleeding. Behind him, the dishwasher was open and next to him a shattered glass plate.
I made my way towards him, but he stopped me bluntly. “Stay away, the broken pieces are everywhere. Put your shoes on before you go any further.”
He hissed and turned his palm up against the flow of cold water.
“What happened?” I asked, slipping on a pair of shoes.
“I wanted to empty the dishwasher, but the plate was still so hot that it burned my hand. So I dropped it accidentally, and it shattered to pieces. One ended up jabbing my shin. It's nothing major, you don't....” he laughed a little at my expression “you don't have to look like I just escaped from death or something.”
I made my way towards him with another pair of shoes in hand. I crouched and put the shoes on the floor for him. He slipped into them and turned off the water.
Seong Gyu was about to make his way towards the living room for the first aid kit when I stopped him. He looked at my hand on his arm first before looking up at me.
“I am sorry, Seong Gyu.” And he knew I wasn't talking about this kitchen incident. He inhaled deeply through his nose and avoided my gaze.
“Let's take it to the living room, ok?”
“S-sure.”
When he sat down on the couch, I got the first aid kit from the drawer under the TV. When I took it out, a big bottle of lube fell out. I chuckled. I totally forgot we had one t here. When was the last time we were so eager to fuck that we didn't even make it to our bedroom? Or more like, when was the last time we felt eager to even make love? Or more like, when was the last time our attempts weren't interrupted? Weeks? A month? Months?
Suddenly I heard a chuckle. I looked at Seong Gyu with the bottle of lube still clenched in my hand.
“Can we first get the glass out of my body before we start to think about inserting something else?”
Gyu looked highly amused, but I didn't find it funny in the least bit. After placing the lube back into the drawer, I joined Seong Gyu on the couch. He put his leg over my lap, and I started to treat the wound.
“It's not like I could even hope for any insertions anytime soon. I've been an asshole.”
As tenderly as possible, I took out the little piece of glass from Seong Gyu in a flash with a pair of pincers. He hissed and clenched his fingers tightly around his knee, probably trying to keep his leg immobile.
I lowered my face and blew on the wound to cool it down.
“Why though? In this relationship, I should be the moody one. Hyeon-ah, you can’t just switch roles like that. At least give me a warning.”
I looked at him from under my bangs that kept falling into my eyes.
“In my defense, I've warned you. It's Seong Jong,” I informed him calmly before reaching into the kit for the disinfectant spray and bandage.
“I don't understand. I thought we've talked about this already.”
“Seong Gyu, I … ever since you mentioned him, even before he returned and went all chipper into your life again, I felt really really jealous.”
Gyu first studied my face and then burst out in laughter.
“What?! No way. I should be the one jealous here. You are a womanizer after all. You dated girls even when we were already together.”
I didn't flinch nor give him time to realize I wasn't amused. The slight shock, that he actually knew all this time about my first month flings, felt secondary during this moment.
His laughter died off eventually when he realized I wasn't joining him.
“Wait, you really mean it, don't you?” Seong Gyu asked with an expression of utter shock.
I grit my teeth and returned back to treating his wound.
“Deadly. And you are not the only one surprised. I thought I wasn't capable of it, but it shows that I am very much capable of jealousy. And Gyu,” I looked at him and bit my lower lip before continuing. He looked absolutely lost, not entirely sure of how to deal with this information.
“My jealousy is ugly.”
Gyu shook his head as he didn't understand what I meant.
“When you got jealous, you showed or told me you were, maybe did a little theatrical exit if there were other people around, but … you always end up believing me.”
“Well, yes, that's...quite normal in a relationship, isn't it? If I made a scene and spied on you, would you even care enough to stay with me through the first week?”
I felt the first signs of sweat breaking on my temples.
“No. I'd probably forget you after the first fiasco.”
He just nodded and tilted his head.
“Don't you trust me, Woo Hyeon?”
I shook my head, all ashamed, and just dove back against the couch, holding my hands over my face.
“When you were at work, I checked your e-mail. When you were showering, I checked your phone, only pretending to sleep so that you wouldn’t suspect a thing from me. And when I wasn’t picking up your calls, I just didn’t want to think about the possibility of losing you over that long-legged, seductive, fluffy, gay ex-boyfriend of yours.”
I took a peek at Gyu when I didn't hear his reaction.
He hates me, he hates me so much now, I thought, weeping slightly.
“You know how Jongie looks?”
“Erm....I checked your old pictures in your computer. And…when you told me he started to work at Laser...”
The realization dawned upon him.
“No way, yesterday?! You went to Laser only to....” He brought his palm over his gaping mouth and was at loss for words. He leaned his back against the couch, looking slightly disappointed at me.
“Gyu? I am sorry, I can't control this. It's driving me mad.” I shifted closer when he withdrew his leg from my lap.
“Don't...I need to clean the kitchen now.”
Gyu didn't even look into my eyes and left the room.
My heart was racing, my hands were sweating. I just wiped my hands against my pants, taking a few deep breaths.
It will be ok. He'll calm down. He just needs some time right now.
After ten minutes of anxiously waiting against the couch rest, Gyu returned, drying his hands with the kitchen towel. He didn't look into my eyes for a while.
“I am sorry that I didn't know. I completely failed at reading you, at not caring enough to ask.” He dropped his gaze and watched his own hands intensely, playing with the towel.
“What? Why are you apologizing now? No...Gyu listen, it's me...” I shrieked.
Why does he have to make it even harder for me?? Why can't he just yell at me, punish me somehow…Wait, he could just leave me here and...
I shifted closer to him and held his hands still. He finally raised his eyes.
“I love you, Kim Seong Gyu. All I need to do now is just get some answers, honest answers-” I specified, “And everything will be ok. I am the one who is supposed to kneel here in front of you and ask for forgiveness! I had no idea you were thinking that I was cheating on you....again.” I cleared my throat as I was reminded again that he knew about the girls from years ago.
He sighed and nodded.
“Speak up. I will answer anything you want to know. This is somehow very ridiculous, and I want to clear everything.”
I took my hands back and let them rest on my own lap.
“Well, it all started as normal jealousy, you know, since the stupid me had always thought that you could love no one else other than me. And then I saw the cat, and…those pictures from your European trip and…I couldn’t help it. You and I, we were in Japan. You took him on a trip around Europe. And moreover, it was during Christmas. During our Christmas break, you were at work…” I showed off my best pout. He simply nodded.
“What more?”
“Then...more and more questions started to bother me. Seong Jong is obviously everything what I am not. He is very feminine and beautiful. And after I saw him yesterday, oh boy, his gayness radiates miles from him. I … I started to wonder why you are even with me if you were with someone else for such a long time, someone who's the absolute opposite of me.”
Seong Gyu snickered but waved it away.
“Continue, this is getting more and more interesting.”
“And then Mimi started to do all these things, reminding me all the time that you probably belong with him and not with me.”
“Aish...ridiculous!” Seong Gyu whined, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
I didn't know how to continue. Could he handle the rest of what I have to say?
He looked at me and gestured for me to come closer. I bit my lower lip as I tried to imagine what could be coming my way. A slap? A cuff?
But Seong Gyu grabbed me around my neck and tugged me into a tight hug. I felt his strong hands around my shoulders, clenching me tight.
“I went on a European trip with him because I didn't have to work. I spent Christmas with him because I didn't have to work. I will, however, spend every Christmas of my life with you starting this year, though, because I won't be a trainee anymore. I am a regular worker starting this Monday. And as for Mimi...”
I felt like an idiot. I felt like the stupidest creature on Earth.
“I know Gyu, you don't have to...”
He broke the hug and held my cheeks in his palms. He kept his face so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my own lips.
“No, I will, Woo Hyeon. I was with Seong Jong for 4 years and he's....he is a lonely kid. Even now. I couldn't really be with him all the time because he lived in his hometown while I was in Seoul. Sometimes, I was able to have him over at my dormitory, but that was everything I could offer him at the time. So I bought him a kitty. When he came to Seoul, I only took Mimi in because I know what she means to him. Honestly, she means nothing to me personally. Just like Seong Jong doesn't mean anything special to me anymore, Hyeon-ah. Do you hear me? If you just knew what...”
“If I knew what?” I took his hands down from my face, folding them over mine on my knees.
“I will never ever get back with Lee Seong Jong, ok? I don't feel anything special towards him anymore. But I can't just scratch him out of my life as if he were never there. Because he was. For a long time, he was.”
“What do you mean?”
“It's the same as if I asked you to leave the studio because you are working with Mirae!”
“But I wasn't dating Mirae for 4 years. I wasn't....decorating my room with her. I haven't bought her stuff, so she wouldn’t feel lonely!” I argued. I ARGUED AGAIN!
“You were just running to her every time you wanted physical love and couldn't get it out on the street.“ He proved his point. And I had no alibi for this....
“How long was this relationship with her lasting, hn?“
I surrendered.
“Ok. Ok, you are right...“ I gave up on reasoning because he had the cards again.
We both sat there, both angry as bulls now.
“You didn't answer one of my questions. Why are you with me if I am so different from him? Why is it that you don’t want to do the things you did together with me?”
“What stuff, Woo Hyeon, what stuff are we fucking talking about??!”
“The cat! No wait, you already explained that...damn I am confused myself.” I wailed.
There was a long silence filled only with our angry, quickened breaths. After a while, it was Gyu, always the more sensible one of us two, who broke the silence.
“I broke up with Seong Jong because I wasn't good enough for him. I knew it, and he knew it, too. It was finally him who voiced it aloud first, but I always knew we were not meant to be. From all the observations you’ve done, you would have surely noticed how eccentric, free-spirited, and extroverted he is. Me at my age and given character, I could never keep up with him,” he explained.
“I see. He said that he left you. Now I understand.”
Seong Gyu looked at me confused.
“You talked to him? Whe- Ah.”
Bingo.
“And for the room decorations, you know I am not really the type to care much about the environment, especially since I wouldn’t be staying in the dormitory for more than 4 years. When he came, he got this....designer, or whatever it was, and talked me into renovating my room. Needless to say, I agreed to whatever idea he came up with. Don't imagine anything like....nesting.”
I sighed.
“I wish I'd asked 3 months ago. Everything would've been much easier.” I massaged my tired face and felt Seong Gyu's head resting on my shoulders.
“Yeah. You idiotic tree.”
He sighed equally as tired as I was. I realized that if we didn’t end this topic of discussion now, it would just drag us lower and lower. Something needs to happen. And now.
“Gyu, I promise I will try to accept Seong Jong back in your life, but I have one condition.“
He eyed me but didn't oppose.
“If I tell you I am jealous about something, that I want you to do something for me that'd help me put my mind at ease, you will do it. Without questioning it or teasing me for it. Those feelings are there. I can't help it. The only one who can help me with it is you.”
Seong Gyu smiled tenderly and raised his head from my shoulder. He ran his fingers through my disheveled hair to fix it into place.
“I promise. I'll do anything if it can fix us.“ He whispered as he leaned in for a kiss. I kissed him back but broke it quite....quickly.
“Ok, so let's get changed and get to work,” I said, springing from the couch all chipper and such. Seong Gyu almost fell face flat into the couch when I abruptly left the kiss.
“Eh? Work? I thought you said you canceled your classes today?“
“Yep yep,” I said, running up the stairs. “But we are renovating this house so get up you lazy ass!”
…
Gyu seemed very reluctant while he was driving to the housing store. He tried to explain that he was happy with the house we had, but I explained to him that if I couldn't have a baby with him, (obviously to beat that kitty-baby hybrid he had with that guy) I will at least make my house finally into our house. With everything new. From the paint and furniture to the plates and cutlery. We are officially going to nest, and he just had to deal with it.
He groaned in annoyance when he imagined how tiring this weekend would be, but when I reminded him about his promise, he stopped.
In the end, we had a lot of fun. We spent an incredible 5 hours just browsing through the furniture store, but somewhere along hitting the third hour, Seong Gyu started to show interest. We chose a new couch, new armchairs, a new bed and a new dining table. Oh, and also a new computer desk for him since he will be spending more time at home now. When we finally moved to the section with wallpapers and paint, Seong Gyu looked like he was about to faint on spot, so I quickly dragged him around to choose the new design for the walls of our living room and bedroom.
“Thank you GyuGyu! I am so excited! Hopefully the furniture will be delivered in tomorrow morning, so we can rearrange everything till Monday morning.”
“You are freaking crazy, you know that?“ the old man complained, his eyes looking smaller than ever.
We dropped all the huge bags behind the door of our flat, and I kissed him.
“I will cook a dinner now. What do you want?”
Seong Gyu looked at me, and I could see he wasn't able to find the right words to express his thoughts.
“Bed,” he said, walking step by step towards our bedroom.
I licked my lips, weird excitement running down my spine which made me shiver. I love it when Seong Gyu gets bossy when we have sex. It's so rare! I was drunk on happiness. Everything seemed to be working well after we talked everything off. I quickly ran into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. We haven’t had anything to eat the entire day, so I was physically drained from our activities. Therefore, I should properly hydrate myself to prepare for the tiring deed we are about to FINALLY engage in.
I ran up the stairs in steps of two and... found my boyfriend sprawled on his belly, still wearing his jeans, t-shirt, and hoodie.
And he was sound asleep.
…
On Sunday, I woke up early. Seong Gyu was still deep in his dreamland, and I had no heart to wake him up. We had so much to do though!
I moved the old furniture to the middle of the living room and started the painting process myself. I did two walls by the time I finally heard Seong Gyu's footsteps.
“Wow. You surely work hard on this.” He yawned, checking the messy layout.
I turned around and smiled.
“Morning!”
Seong Gyu was wearing black sweat pants and a tight purple sleeveless shirt. I would be lying if I said that I didn't find it (in combination with his bed hair) very sexy...
But before I could make my move, he grabbed the second paint roller and joined in the work.
“Then let's just finish it quickly. I woke up because I got the call from the furniture store. They will be here with the stuff by the afternoon, so we should hurry.” He didn't sound happy about the amount of work that was awaiting us, but he really...he really did it for me. I bit my lower lip. He is....my angel. Isn't he?
I leaned in and gave him a quick sound peck on his cheek before returning to my wall. He didn't react verbally, but I saw the cute smile breaking on his sleepy face.
…
We finished the walls of the living room before we ordered in our lunch. I took off my shirt because it was all dirty from the paint, and while ordering the food, Seong Gyu embraced me from behind. I wasn't quite sure what I ordered at the end, but what I was sure of was that I didn't really care. “Ohh....” I moaned when Seong Gyu pushed his lap against mine. He had me pinned against the couch rest.
I felt his lips on my neck, nibbling, sucking...I ran my hands over his arms that were around my waist and let my eyes fall close. I tilted my head to the side to give Gyu better access.
When his fingers started to play with the short hairs on my lower belly, I was sure that I felt Gyu's cock hardening against my backside.
“Seong Gyu...” I mewled, running my fingers through his hair and holding his lips tight against my shoulder. His hand started to stroke my shaft in slow intense pumps.
-DING DONG-
Seong Gyu's hand froze, and we both looked at the front door all bewildered.
“Didn't you just hang up on the delivery guy? They can't be here already.” He took out his hand and set off towards the door. He looked through the peephole and swore quietly.
“Who is it?” I mouthed.
“Seong Yeol and Da Eun!”
OH CRAP! I realized I had invited them over yesterday, saying that if they feel like helping... that it would be fun.
I set off towards the door and apologized to my boyfriend.
“I invited them yesterday. I totally forgot...I am sorry.”
“Hyeon-ah!” he groaned in frustration, giving me a look that I couldn't quite comprehend. Shall I send them away or what?? They already came here...to help, on invitation...
“Urght!!!” Seong Gyu let out, leaving the room probably to go get some water and calm his lap.
The doorbell rung again, and I heard Seong Yeol calling through the door.
“Guys, I don't mean to be rude, but we can hear everything here.”
I opened the door and glared at him.
“Don't tease,” I warned him, spotting his wife only after. She was....huge.
She glared at me before pushing me aside and running into the house for the bathroom.
I watched her and then turned back on Seong Yeol.
“That was awkward,” I commented.
“Talk to me about it. The baby seems to have its fucking radar on when she's nowhere near the bathroom, deciding to play with her excretory system.”
I crinkled my nose. I just got way more information than I asked for.
Yeol removed his shoes before shielding his eyes for some reason.
“Ohmygoodness, and who the heck was playing with your testicles when you knew all along that you would be having visitors over any minute now?!” he shrieked. I realized that my still half stiffened shaft was at his eye level.
I turned around and smacked his head.
“I said no teasing.”
...
A/N Next chapter is last one <3 I promise that I'll get rid of every cockthat will try to block them from now on ^^
pairing: Woogyu (Woo Hyeon/ Seong Gyu)
rating: NC-17
summary: Woo Hyeon unravels bit by bit into something hideous, something repulsive. He's never been more conscious of himself or, rather, what Seong Gyu may or may not be doing behind his back. He has always been the one to play the cards. Now that Seong Gyu is the dealer, there is no telling what is in store for Woo Hyeon.
A/N : endlessly grateful to chateaucartoon who did much more than beta-read for me and for this story <3
A/N 2 : I am sorry if the romanization of their names disturbs you, but I get so worked up when people don't know how to read their names right T.T The transcription I use is much closer to their real names than what is commonly in use. Forgive me for that, please, it's professional deformation XD
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of shattering glass and loud cursing. I didn't even feel hung over as I ran down to see what happened. I found Gyu standing by the sink dipping his hand into cold water. His shin was bleeding. Behind him, the dishwasher was open and next to him a shattered glass plate.
I made my way towards him, but he stopped me bluntly. “Stay away, the broken pieces are everywhere. Put your shoes on before you go any further.”
He hissed and turned his palm up against the flow of cold water.
“What happened?” I asked, slipping on a pair of shoes.
“I wanted to empty the dishwasher, but the plate was still so hot that it burned my hand. So I dropped it accidentally, and it shattered to pieces. One ended up jabbing my shin. It's nothing major, you don't....” he laughed a little at my expression “you don't have to look like I just escaped from death or something.”
I made my way towards him with another pair of shoes in hand. I crouched and put the shoes on the floor for him. He slipped into them and turned off the water.
Seong Gyu was about to make his way towards the living room for the first aid kit when I stopped him. He looked at my hand on his arm first before looking up at me.
“I am sorry, Seong Gyu.” And he knew I wasn't talking about this kitchen incident. He inhaled deeply through his nose and avoided my gaze.
“Let's take it to the living room, ok?”
“S-sure.”
When he sat down on the couch, I got the first aid kit from the drawer under the TV. When I took it out, a big bottle of lube fell out. I chuckled. I totally forgot we had one t here. When was the last time we were so eager to fuck that we didn't even make it to our bedroom? Or more like, when was the last time we felt eager to even make love? Or more like, when was the last time our attempts weren't interrupted? Weeks? A month? Months?
Suddenly I heard a chuckle. I looked at Seong Gyu with the bottle of lube still clenched in my hand.
“Can we first get the glass out of my body before we start to think about inserting something else?”
Gyu looked highly amused, but I didn't find it funny in the least bit. After placing the lube back into the drawer, I joined Seong Gyu on the couch. He put his leg over my lap, and I started to treat the wound.
“It's not like I could even hope for any insertions anytime soon. I've been an asshole.”
As tenderly as possible, I took out the little piece of glass from Seong Gyu in a flash with a pair of pincers. He hissed and clenched his fingers tightly around his knee, probably trying to keep his leg immobile.
I lowered my face and blew on the wound to cool it down.
“Why though? In this relationship, I should be the moody one. Hyeon-ah, you can’t just switch roles like that. At least give me a warning.”
I looked at him from under my bangs that kept falling into my eyes.
“In my defense, I've warned you. It's Seong Jong,” I informed him calmly before reaching into the kit for the disinfectant spray and bandage.
“I don't understand. I thought we've talked about this already.”
“Seong Gyu, I … ever since you mentioned him, even before he returned and went all chipper into your life again, I felt really really jealous.”
Gyu first studied my face and then burst out in laughter.
“What?! No way. I should be the one jealous here. You are a womanizer after all. You dated girls even when we were already together.”
I didn't flinch nor give him time to realize I wasn't amused. The slight shock, that he actually knew all this time about my first month flings, felt secondary during this moment.
His laughter died off eventually when he realized I wasn't joining him.
“Wait, you really mean it, don't you?” Seong Gyu asked with an expression of utter shock.
I grit my teeth and returned back to treating his wound.
“Deadly. And you are not the only one surprised. I thought I wasn't capable of it, but it shows that I am very much capable of jealousy. And Gyu,” I looked at him and bit my lower lip before continuing. He looked absolutely lost, not entirely sure of how to deal with this information.
“My jealousy is ugly.”
Gyu shook his head as he didn't understand what I meant.
“When you got jealous, you showed or told me you were, maybe did a little theatrical exit if there were other people around, but … you always end up believing me.”
“Well, yes, that's...quite normal in a relationship, isn't it? If I made a scene and spied on you, would you even care enough to stay with me through the first week?”
I felt the first signs of sweat breaking on my temples.
“No. I'd probably forget you after the first fiasco.”
He just nodded and tilted his head.
“Don't you trust me, Woo Hyeon?”
I shook my head, all ashamed, and just dove back against the couch, holding my hands over my face.
“When you were at work, I checked your e-mail. When you were showering, I checked your phone, only pretending to sleep so that you wouldn’t suspect a thing from me. And when I wasn’t picking up your calls, I just didn’t want to think about the possibility of losing you over that long-legged, seductive, fluffy, gay ex-boyfriend of yours.”
I took a peek at Gyu when I didn't hear his reaction.
He hates me, he hates me so much now, I thought, weeping slightly.
“You know how Jongie looks?”
“Erm....I checked your old pictures in your computer. And…when you told me he started to work at Laser...”
The realization dawned upon him.
“No way, yesterday?! You went to Laser only to....” He brought his palm over his gaping mouth and was at loss for words. He leaned his back against the couch, looking slightly disappointed at me.
“Gyu? I am sorry, I can't control this. It's driving me mad.” I shifted closer when he withdrew his leg from my lap.
“Don't...I need to clean the kitchen now.”
Gyu didn't even look into my eyes and left the room.
My heart was racing, my hands were sweating. I just wiped my hands against my pants, taking a few deep breaths.
It will be ok. He'll calm down. He just needs some time right now.
After ten minutes of anxiously waiting against the couch rest, Gyu returned, drying his hands with the kitchen towel. He didn't look into my eyes for a while.
“I am sorry that I didn't know. I completely failed at reading you, at not caring enough to ask.” He dropped his gaze and watched his own hands intensely, playing with the towel.
“What? Why are you apologizing now? No...Gyu listen, it's me...” I shrieked.
Why does he have to make it even harder for me?? Why can't he just yell at me, punish me somehow…Wait, he could just leave me here and...
I shifted closer to him and held his hands still. He finally raised his eyes.
“I love you, Kim Seong Gyu. All I need to do now is just get some answers, honest answers-” I specified, “And everything will be ok. I am the one who is supposed to kneel here in front of you and ask for forgiveness! I had no idea you were thinking that I was cheating on you....again.” I cleared my throat as I was reminded again that he knew about the girls from years ago.
He sighed and nodded.
“Speak up. I will answer anything you want to know. This is somehow very ridiculous, and I want to clear everything.”
I took my hands back and let them rest on my own lap.
“Well, it all started as normal jealousy, you know, since the stupid me had always thought that you could love no one else other than me. And then I saw the cat, and…those pictures from your European trip and…I couldn’t help it. You and I, we were in Japan. You took him on a trip around Europe. And moreover, it was during Christmas. During our Christmas break, you were at work…” I showed off my best pout. He simply nodded.
“What more?”
“Then...more and more questions started to bother me. Seong Jong is obviously everything what I am not. He is very feminine and beautiful. And after I saw him yesterday, oh boy, his gayness radiates miles from him. I … I started to wonder why you are even with me if you were with someone else for such a long time, someone who's the absolute opposite of me.”
Seong Gyu snickered but waved it away.
“Continue, this is getting more and more interesting.”
“And then Mimi started to do all these things, reminding me all the time that you probably belong with him and not with me.”
“Aish...ridiculous!” Seong Gyu whined, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
I didn't know how to continue. Could he handle the rest of what I have to say?
He looked at me and gestured for me to come closer. I bit my lower lip as I tried to imagine what could be coming my way. A slap? A cuff?
But Seong Gyu grabbed me around my neck and tugged me into a tight hug. I felt his strong hands around my shoulders, clenching me tight.
“I went on a European trip with him because I didn't have to work. I spent Christmas with him because I didn't have to work. I will, however, spend every Christmas of my life with you starting this year, though, because I won't be a trainee anymore. I am a regular worker starting this Monday. And as for Mimi...”
I felt like an idiot. I felt like the stupidest creature on Earth.
“I know Gyu, you don't have to...”
He broke the hug and held my cheeks in his palms. He kept his face so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my own lips.
“No, I will, Woo Hyeon. I was with Seong Jong for 4 years and he's....he is a lonely kid. Even now. I couldn't really be with him all the time because he lived in his hometown while I was in Seoul. Sometimes, I was able to have him over at my dormitory, but that was everything I could offer him at the time. So I bought him a kitty. When he came to Seoul, I only took Mimi in because I know what she means to him. Honestly, she means nothing to me personally. Just like Seong Jong doesn't mean anything special to me anymore, Hyeon-ah. Do you hear me? If you just knew what...”
“If I knew what?” I took his hands down from my face, folding them over mine on my knees.
“I will never ever get back with Lee Seong Jong, ok? I don't feel anything special towards him anymore. But I can't just scratch him out of my life as if he were never there. Because he was. For a long time, he was.”
“What do you mean?”
“It's the same as if I asked you to leave the studio because you are working with Mirae!”
“But I wasn't dating Mirae for 4 years. I wasn't....decorating my room with her. I haven't bought her stuff, so she wouldn’t feel lonely!” I argued. I ARGUED AGAIN!
“You were just running to her every time you wanted physical love and couldn't get it out on the street.“ He proved his point. And I had no alibi for this....
“How long was this relationship with her lasting, hn?“
I surrendered.
“Ok. Ok, you are right...“ I gave up on reasoning because he had the cards again.
We both sat there, both angry as bulls now.
“You didn't answer one of my questions. Why are you with me if I am so different from him? Why is it that you don’t want to do the things you did together with me?”
“What stuff, Woo Hyeon, what stuff are we fucking talking about??!”
“The cat! No wait, you already explained that...damn I am confused myself.” I wailed.
There was a long silence filled only with our angry, quickened breaths. After a while, it was Gyu, always the more sensible one of us two, who broke the silence.
“I broke up with Seong Jong because I wasn't good enough for him. I knew it, and he knew it, too. It was finally him who voiced it aloud first, but I always knew we were not meant to be. From all the observations you’ve done, you would have surely noticed how eccentric, free-spirited, and extroverted he is. Me at my age and given character, I could never keep up with him,” he explained.
“I see. He said that he left you. Now I understand.”
Seong Gyu looked at me confused.
“You talked to him? Whe- Ah.”
Bingo.
“And for the room decorations, you know I am not really the type to care much about the environment, especially since I wouldn’t be staying in the dormitory for more than 4 years. When he came, he got this....designer, or whatever it was, and talked me into renovating my room. Needless to say, I agreed to whatever idea he came up with. Don't imagine anything like....nesting.”
I sighed.
“I wish I'd asked 3 months ago. Everything would've been much easier.” I massaged my tired face and felt Seong Gyu's head resting on my shoulders.
“Yeah. You idiotic tree.”
He sighed equally as tired as I was. I realized that if we didn’t end this topic of discussion now, it would just drag us lower and lower. Something needs to happen. And now.
“Gyu, I promise I will try to accept Seong Jong back in your life, but I have one condition.“
He eyed me but didn't oppose.
“If I tell you I am jealous about something, that I want you to do something for me that'd help me put my mind at ease, you will do it. Without questioning it or teasing me for it. Those feelings are there. I can't help it. The only one who can help me with it is you.”
Seong Gyu smiled tenderly and raised his head from my shoulder. He ran his fingers through my disheveled hair to fix it into place.
“I promise. I'll do anything if it can fix us.“ He whispered as he leaned in for a kiss. I kissed him back but broke it quite....quickly.
“Ok, so let's get changed and get to work,” I said, springing from the couch all chipper and such. Seong Gyu almost fell face flat into the couch when I abruptly left the kiss.
“Eh? Work? I thought you said you canceled your classes today?“
“Yep yep,” I said, running up the stairs. “But we are renovating this house so get up you lazy ass!”
…
Gyu seemed very reluctant while he was driving to the housing store. He tried to explain that he was happy with the house we had, but I explained to him that if I couldn't have a baby with him, (obviously to beat that kitty-baby hybrid he had with that guy) I will at least make my house finally into our house. With everything new. From the paint and furniture to the plates and cutlery. We are officially going to nest, and he just had to deal with it.
He groaned in annoyance when he imagined how tiring this weekend would be, but when I reminded him about his promise, he stopped.
In the end, we had a lot of fun. We spent an incredible 5 hours just browsing through the furniture store, but somewhere along hitting the third hour, Seong Gyu started to show interest. We chose a new couch, new armchairs, a new bed and a new dining table. Oh, and also a new computer desk for him since he will be spending more time at home now. When we finally moved to the section with wallpapers and paint, Seong Gyu looked like he was about to faint on spot, so I quickly dragged him around to choose the new design for the walls of our living room and bedroom.
“Thank you GyuGyu! I am so excited! Hopefully the furniture will be delivered in tomorrow morning, so we can rearrange everything till Monday morning.”
“You are freaking crazy, you know that?“ the old man complained, his eyes looking smaller than ever.
We dropped all the huge bags behind the door of our flat, and I kissed him.
“I will cook a dinner now. What do you want?”
Seong Gyu looked at me, and I could see he wasn't able to find the right words to express his thoughts.
“Bed,” he said, walking step by step towards our bedroom.
I licked my lips, weird excitement running down my spine which made me shiver. I love it when Seong Gyu gets bossy when we have sex. It's so rare! I was drunk on happiness. Everything seemed to be working well after we talked everything off. I quickly ran into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. We haven’t had anything to eat the entire day, so I was physically drained from our activities. Therefore, I should properly hydrate myself to prepare for the tiring deed we are about to FINALLY engage in.
I ran up the stairs in steps of two and... found my boyfriend sprawled on his belly, still wearing his jeans, t-shirt, and hoodie.
And he was sound asleep.
…
On Sunday, I woke up early. Seong Gyu was still deep in his dreamland, and I had no heart to wake him up. We had so much to do though!
I moved the old furniture to the middle of the living room and started the painting process myself. I did two walls by the time I finally heard Seong Gyu's footsteps.
“Wow. You surely work hard on this.” He yawned, checking the messy layout.
I turned around and smiled.
“Morning!”
Seong Gyu was wearing black sweat pants and a tight purple sleeveless shirt. I would be lying if I said that I didn't find it (in combination with his bed hair) very sexy...
But before I could make my move, he grabbed the second paint roller and joined in the work.
“Then let's just finish it quickly. I woke up because I got the call from the furniture store. They will be here with the stuff by the afternoon, so we should hurry.” He didn't sound happy about the amount of work that was awaiting us, but he really...he really did it for me. I bit my lower lip. He is....my angel. Isn't he?
I leaned in and gave him a quick sound peck on his cheek before returning to my wall. He didn't react verbally, but I saw the cute smile breaking on his sleepy face.
…
We finished the walls of the living room before we ordered in our lunch. I took off my shirt because it was all dirty from the paint, and while ordering the food, Seong Gyu embraced me from behind. I wasn't quite sure what I ordered at the end, but what I was sure of was that I didn't really care. “Ohh....” I moaned when Seong Gyu pushed his lap against mine. He had me pinned against the couch rest.
I felt his lips on my neck, nibbling, sucking...I ran my hands over his arms that were around my waist and let my eyes fall close. I tilted my head to the side to give Gyu better access.
When his fingers started to play with the short hairs on my lower belly, I was sure that I felt Gyu's cock hardening against my backside.
“Seong Gyu...” I mewled, running my fingers through his hair and holding his lips tight against my shoulder. His hand started to stroke my shaft in slow intense pumps.
-DING DONG-
Seong Gyu's hand froze, and we both looked at the front door all bewildered.
“Didn't you just hang up on the delivery guy? They can't be here already.” He took out his hand and set off towards the door. He looked through the peephole and swore quietly.
“Who is it?” I mouthed.
“Seong Yeol and Da Eun!”
OH CRAP! I realized I had invited them over yesterday, saying that if they feel like helping... that it would be fun.
I set off towards the door and apologized to my boyfriend.
“I invited them yesterday. I totally forgot...I am sorry.”
“Hyeon-ah!” he groaned in frustration, giving me a look that I couldn't quite comprehend. Shall I send them away or what?? They already came here...to help, on invitation...
“Urght!!!” Seong Gyu let out, leaving the room probably to go get some water and calm his lap.
The doorbell rung again, and I heard Seong Yeol calling through the door.
“Guys, I don't mean to be rude, but we can hear everything here.”
I opened the door and glared at him.
“Don't tease,” I warned him, spotting his wife only after. She was....huge.
She glared at me before pushing me aside and running into the house for the bathroom.
I watched her and then turned back on Seong Yeol.
“That was awkward,” I commented.
“Talk to me about it. The baby seems to have its fucking radar on when she's nowhere near the bathroom, deciding to play with her excretory system.”
I crinkled my nose. I just got way more information than I asked for.
Yeol removed his shoes before shielding his eyes for some reason.
“Ohmygoodness, and who the heck was playing with your testicles when you knew all along that you would be having visitors over any minute now?!” he shrieked. I realized that my still half stiffened shaft was at his eye level.
I turned around and smacked his head.
“I said no teasing.”
...
A/N Next chapter is last one <3 I promise that I'll get rid of every cockthat will try to block them from now on ^^