질투 (Jealousy) - Chapter 3
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
When I came home two weeks later, Gyu was sitting on the couch with his laptop open.
“Welcome,“ he said, smiling as he typed something onto the screen.
It felt strange. He usually turns it off the second I come home because...well, because it's our only day together...
I hummed a greeting and sat next to him. He was chatting with someone...some cheekychick.
I laid my head against his shoulder, and he didn't seem to mind.
“Who's cheekychick?“ I ask tiredly. It was a long day...
“Jong.”
“So you are chatting with him, too?“
I saw him type that he needed to get off before shutting the computer down and kissing the top of my head.
“Mnaah, we just happened to meet online. Tiring day?“ he asked, bringing his other hand to stroke my cheek.
“Gyu, you don't have to stop talking to him only because I am here. Yes, pretty much tiring. I got a student hurt.“ I snuggled under his wing and closed my eyes.
“Oh. Something major?“
“Not really, just a dislocated ankle.“
Seong Gyu stroked my cheek, and I felt much better within minutes.
“I feel better now.“ I mustered a smile and purred a little.
“Wanna go out for dinner? It's only 8PM. I think you deserve some quality boyfriend-pampering time.“ Gyu smelled my freshly washed hair.
I worried my lower lip between my teeth and sprung myself up to straddle him. He immediately put his hands on my hips as if by habit, smiling up at me.
“If you want to pamper me, take me upstairs and fuck my brains out,“ I suggested, undoing his shirt as I kissed him.
“But I am hungry. I want to eat,“ he purred.
I planted a sequence of a butterfly kisses over his jaw line and sucked on his sensitive neck before murmuring:
“And I am horny. I want sex.”
My boyfriend sighed and tried to reason with me:
“Can we eat and have sex after that? You could use some source of energy after a whole day of dancing. I could use some, too.”
I stood up from his lap and looked at him. “Seriously, maybe you shouldn't be wasting your energy during your day off on chatting with you ex boyfriends! Or you could at least take a break to have your meal. Gah, I can't believe this. What are you offering?” I crossed arms over my chest. I know there is no sex happening right now, so I will at least try to get the best out of it.
“Italian?”
“Not enough,” I said, grabbing my bag before setting off towards the stairs.
“Pork grill??” he tried again, but I didn’t flinch.
“FINE FINE!!! Sushi?” He ran after me to hold my wrist.
The action alone spoke to me. I just smiled at him all chipper and went to grab my coat.
When the door of our house shut closed, our tongues were already battling for dear life. I pushed him hard towards the door and tore his coat from his broad shoulders.
“Fuck Gyu, I want you so bad....tell me what you like about me,” I whispered hotly against his earlobe before sucking it.
“W-what?” he groaned as I grinded my thigh against his crotch.
I kissed his neck, sucked the skin there, and tugged on it with my teeth. He whimpered, and I could feel his nails hooking my coat sharply.
“What turns you on when you look at me?” I asked more urgently before I took my hands off him to remove my coat.
“Can I - can I tell you later? I don't think I've got enough brains to -” I cut him off by biting his collarbone rather harshly.
“Enough brains to talk that much, speak up,” I growled, hands working his belt. The clicking sound always turned me on so much!
Seong Gyu's nape hit against the door as I palmed his hardness through the fabric of his underwear.
“I love your waist line. The curve of your waist. Broad shoulders. The way your sharp shoulder blades outline your skin,” he managed to say between his pants.
I reached down for his knees and spooned him up against the door frame.
“Hold tight,” I breathed against his lips and carried him upstairs.
We were tangled in the sheets, moans filling a stuffy bedroom.
“Hyun-ah...“ Gyu panted as I changed the angle of my thrusts skillfully. His back arched, and I felt his muscles cramping a little tighter around me. He's close, and damn so was I. I kissed his neck, knowing how sensitive the area was and then....PAIN!!!
“DAMN FUCK HOLY SHIT!“ I screamed as I got up, springing out of bed in shock. I stroked my probably bleeding butt cheek.
The cat was looking at me from the edge of the bed. It's hissing.
Gyu groaned at first. He didn't understand why I left him halfway through hitting the edge. Then he spotted Mimi giving me that look, and his eyes finally went to my hand and abused skin.
“What the hell?!“ I shrieked again, looking at Gyu with question in my eyes.
“Mimi. Get out.“ Gyu shook the blanket, trying to knock the animal off the bed.
“SHE JUST FUCKING STUCK HER CLAWS INTO MY BUTT! It's bleeding, what the hell is wrong with this stupid cat?!“ I yelled, stomping my way into the bathroom to get some wet and cooling tissues.
Gyu groaned, getting up from the bed as well to throw the cat out of the room. He closed the door and then came into bathroom to lean against the door frame.
“Hyun-ah, I am sorry. I think she is....jealous.“ Damn, I had always known she was, just not of me, hon! I stayed quiet, raging.
“Come on, let me help you with this.“ He reached for the wet towel as I twisted my tired body into an angle where I could at least see the damage the antichrist did.
“Let go. I can take care of myself.“ I spat the words out, smacking his hand off mine.
He sighed.
“Look, I told you already. This cat hates ME! And it hates me for being with YOU! Do you believe it now?? Did we seriously need to go this far for you to finally believe me??“
“Fine! I am sorry I didn't believe you, I really don't know why she is so jealous. I haven’t seen her in fucking ages.“
Kim Seong Jong!
I figured it out all by myself when your stupid love child was carefully pissing on MY side of the bed and sleeping on yours during the day. That's what I figured all by myself when she ripped MY new shoes, while YOURS were left untouched next to mine.
“Oh please Seong Gyu, just use your head sometimes, would you? Did she ever do THIS to your ex boyfriend?! She went cold after spending two days here, which means she finally figured out who am I to you. And after she saw us cuddling a few times, she started to destroy my things. And after today, I think she made her intentions pretty clear!“ I yelled, accidentally hitting his shoulder with mine as I returned to the bedroom. I searched for some clothes to put on. This is ridiculous. I am not staying here!
“Oh so....you think she wants ME with Jong?!“ It finally downed on him.
“Yes. And you'd know if you....FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!!“ I was trying to get my abused ass into a new pair of jeans, when I found them all covered in cat urine.
I pushed my lover out of the door frame of the bathroom and locked myself in.
“Get the cat out of here. I don't want anyone and anything that has anything to do with Kim Seong Jong in our house.“ I told him as I got into the shower, cursing everything.
We didn’t have much time together, much less the energy for sex. And this evening was supposed to be perfect. I felt a little guilty. It wasn't only the cat's claws in my ass that caused this outburst. It was a trigger. I still kept my mouth shut about the jealousy and frustration. And it all just…kneaded out today in front of Seong Gyu. I will have to speak to him about it tonight. I will...
When I got out of the shower, he wasn't home. The cat's stuff was gone, too. My trousers were rolling in the washing machine. He left me a message on the dining table.
”I am taking everything and everyone who has something to do with Jong out of your house. - SG.“
I searched for my phone, heart racing. When he picked up there was silence.
“Gyu, you....you are not leaving though, are you?“ I asked with worry in my tone. Did he count himself on the list? I never meant it that way. There wasn't a need for him to choose between me and Jong. Hell, I wasn’t even confident that the chosen one was me...'
“What? Geez no, why'd you think.... I am taking Mimi to my parent’s house.“ he said, his voice sounded normal. So once again, was it only me freaking out about things?
“Ok. I will wait up for you.“
“N-no, hon, you need your sleep. I will wake you up to let you know when I get home, ok?“
“Ok. Drive safely. I love you.“
He hung up without answering.
I went to bed, trying to get some sleep, but my head got all twisted again. Damn, I CAN'T HELP IT!
Why didn't he want me to stay up? Why did he insist on me going to sleep? What if he is not really going to his parents but to HIM?! Damn...what if this outburst chased him away and into the other’s arms?
When he arrived home at 1AM, I was sitting on the couch with a warm comforter around my body. The TV was on, and though my eyes were still open, I think my brain was already half asleep. He had to poke my shoulder before I realized he was home.
“Oh. You're home.“ I gazed at him, eyes focusing once again. He didn't take his coat off and just sat by me, arms around my shoulders.
“I told you not to wait up. It's so late now. You look tired as shit.“
I gave him an empty look.
“Where have you been, really?“ I croaked.
He pulled away a little and frowned.
“I told you, I went down into my hometown to have my parents take care of Mimi.“
Not enough, Seong Gyu.
“Seong Gyu, I... were you in his house tonight?“
“In the house of whom?“ He’s still in the dark.
“Kim Seong Jong.“
“Eh? No, why'd I be going there? Hyun-ah, what's the matter, really? You've been acting strangely the whole evening.“
“Tell me about him. I never asked you about your history before, but now that it's so close to our present, it kind of freaks me out. Who is he? How long were you two together, and why did you break up?“
“Oh. I never...I never thought you'd feel bothered by him. I am sorry I never told you stuff like this before, but... you never really asked.“
“I know I didn't. At first I didn't care and then I was so cocksure that I am the only man in your life that it never crossed my mind to ask anymore. But I am asking you now, Gyu.“ I snuggled into the comforter as the chill of the night seeped through me.
“Fine, no problem. I met Seong Jong when I started university. He was a friend of Dong Woo.“ To my knowledge, Dong Woo was his dormitory roommate.
“We got together a year later. We were together for 4 years.“
I studied his face. He didn't seem to mind, not hiding anything at all.
“And why did you two break up?“
“He and I, it'd never work. I knew that, and he knew that, too. It was mutual.“ Damn you, Seong Gyu. What is that for a reason...I kind of wished to hear that you dumped him because you didn't feel anything more or that he cheated on you or whatever. Something that sounded more definite.
“Why wouldn’t you two ever work out?“ Since we were already at it, I wanted all the stupid questions out of my head.
“For all different reasons, we'd just never work out as a couple. We stayed friends though. It kind of surprises me that you didn't know about him. We’ve been in touch for all these years.“ He looked at me.
“Yeah... But...did he live in Seoul during this time? Are you meeting him for lunch or anything like that?“
Gyu shook his head.
“He just moved to Seoul a few weeks ago. When he bought Mimi, it was only two weeks. We kept in touch, but there was never a chance to meet.“
“Why?“ I asked, pouting slightly.
“Why what? What is this pout for?“ He laughed a little, pinching my cheek.
“Why didn’t you ever see him?“
Gyu shifted closer and kissed my pouting lips.
“Cause I had a new boyfriend. And a new job. A new life that I cherished way too much to cut my time out of it only to go down to see my ex. I can't believe you are jealous. You of all people. It's cute.“ His words whispered to me like music to my ears.
I let him kiss me but strangely this talk didn't make me feel relieved at all. Seong Jeong was there now, and I still didn't know why he came, why he contacted Gyu, and what his intention was. In fact, the non-existing reason of their break up made me even more anxious.
“Can we get our own pet?” I purred into his ear.
Seong Gyu sighed.
“Don't be ridiculous. I love you. I am here with you. I don't need anything else but you in my life. Do you wanna bring new worries into where our relationship is at right now?” He stroked my hair as he clung onto his reasoning, how typical.
“But you did have a pet with him.” I pouted and showed him clearly how that fact bothered me.
“Well, my duties at the time didn't take me more than 5 or 6 hours a day. They take 13 to 14 now. And the rest I just wanna spend with you. Every second of it. I don't want a dog or cat to steal our time. At least not now. Why do you even feel like you need to compete with Seong Jong?”
“Everyone is moving forward, Gyu. I thought you were comfortable with what we had. When I found out that you had made it that far with someone else, I couldn't help but wonder why you never wanted to do the same with me.”
He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my lips tenderly.
“I moved in with you. I want to spend my life with you. We have years and years of moving on together. The right time has yet to come. We can think about it again when I am a regular in my company, OK?” He nibbled my lower lip. I found that agreement fair. He was right. Geez, I loved him too much. I deepened the kiss and started to move my hips slowly towards his crotch. My lips slid down his jaw to nibble the skin under his right ear.
“Woo, it's so late...Why don't you do this when we actually have time during the week and go on me like this Monday morning,“ he let out. It sounded like a pant, a clear sign that he probably didn’t have the will to stop me.
“I did go on you today, pretty deep, but your stupid cat clawed my ass if you remember correctly.“ I sucked the sensitive skin under his ear again and fumbled with the belt buckle of his trousers.
“Unnn...,“ he moaned quietly, “but you refused me twice already.” His hips rose to meet my touch.
“Sorry 'bout that,“ I whispered into his collarbone, slowly kneeling down in front of him. I made quick work of his fly and boxers.
“Oh Woo...,“ he moaned when I blew the head of his quickly hardening shaft. His head fell back against the couch, eyes probably closed, lips parted....
I gave him a few full-length licks before taking him fully past my lips and sucking tight. I felt his fingers in my hair when his hips started moving against my mouth. I just let him fuck my mouth as he pleased. After all the blow jobs I’ve given him, I knew he would never hurt me.
Then I heard his phone ringing right next to my ear.
“Fuck,fuck, fuck, fuck,“ he cursed repeatedly. I felt his hands leave my hair in search of the vibrating object.
I didn't stop sucking, quite the opposite actually. It gave me nice shivers, thinking about him being on the phone with someone when I had him deep down my throat.
“No way,“ he said, refusing the call as he threw the phone on the couch to return his attention back at me.
The phone rang again, but I already had him close.
I let go with my mouth and glanced up at him, but my hand kept moving tenderly up and down.
“Who is that?“ I asked, feeling my lips swell as I talk. He looked angry when he picked up:
“Seong Jong-ah, do you know what time is it?!“ he barked into the phone, not even trying to hide how breathless he was.
Kim fucking Seong Jong. 2AM in the morning.
I just bit my lower lip. Though in reality, I actually felt an extreme urge to bite a part of someone's body!
“Oh, fuck you...“ I cursed, getting up from my knees to make my way up to our bed. I left him there with his pants open and cock fully erect, still glistening with saliva. His fault...
I turned off the lights and made sure our pillows were far enough so that wouldn’t get tangled up with one another. I was not in the mood. Not even by accident in my sleep... I felt so sleepy and wrecked that even the extreme anger I was feeling didn't stop me from falling into a deep slumber.
From that moment on, I started to check my boyfriend's emails and texts regularly. He made everything so easily accessible. His laptop would stay at home during the day while he was off at work, and his phone was on our nightstand every time he would go off to shower or eat breakfast.
Gyu apologized to me the following evening. I couldn't help but melt. Even so, it was another one of those “I’m-not-in-the-mood“ evenings. Why? ‘Cause he told me the awesome news that Jongie finally got a job. And how awesome and funny it was that he got a job as a barman at Laser, the club that was practically my second home? Yeah, funny....
I am not laughing.
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
When I came home two weeks later, Gyu was sitting on the couch with his laptop open.
“Welcome,“ he said, smiling as he typed something onto the screen.
It felt strange. He usually turns it off the second I come home because...well, because it's our only day together...
I hummed a greeting and sat next to him. He was chatting with someone...some cheekychick.
I laid my head against his shoulder, and he didn't seem to mind.
“Who's cheekychick?“ I ask tiredly. It was a long day...
“Jong.”
“So you are chatting with him, too?“
I saw him type that he needed to get off before shutting the computer down and kissing the top of my head.
“Mnaah, we just happened to meet online. Tiring day?“ he asked, bringing his other hand to stroke my cheek.
“Gyu, you don't have to stop talking to him only because I am here. Yes, pretty much tiring. I got a student hurt.“ I snuggled under his wing and closed my eyes.
“Oh. Something major?“
“Not really, just a dislocated ankle.“
Seong Gyu stroked my cheek, and I felt much better within minutes.
“I feel better now.“ I mustered a smile and purred a little.
“Wanna go out for dinner? It's only 8PM. I think you deserve some quality boyfriend-pampering time.“ Gyu smelled my freshly washed hair.
I worried my lower lip between my teeth and sprung myself up to straddle him. He immediately put his hands on my hips as if by habit, smiling up at me.
“If you want to pamper me, take me upstairs and fuck my brains out,“ I suggested, undoing his shirt as I kissed him.
“But I am hungry. I want to eat,“ he purred.
I planted a sequence of a butterfly kisses over his jaw line and sucked on his sensitive neck before murmuring:
“And I am horny. I want sex.”
My boyfriend sighed and tried to reason with me:
“Can we eat and have sex after that? You could use some source of energy after a whole day of dancing. I could use some, too.”
I stood up from his lap and looked at him. “Seriously, maybe you shouldn't be wasting your energy during your day off on chatting with you ex boyfriends! Or you could at least take a break to have your meal. Gah, I can't believe this. What are you offering?” I crossed arms over my chest. I know there is no sex happening right now, so I will at least try to get the best out of it.
“Italian?”
“Not enough,” I said, grabbing my bag before setting off towards the stairs.
“Pork grill??” he tried again, but I didn’t flinch.
“FINE FINE!!! Sushi?” He ran after me to hold my wrist.
The action alone spoke to me. I just smiled at him all chipper and went to grab my coat.
When the door of our house shut closed, our tongues were already battling for dear life. I pushed him hard towards the door and tore his coat from his broad shoulders.
“Fuck Gyu, I want you so bad....tell me what you like about me,” I whispered hotly against his earlobe before sucking it.
“W-what?” he groaned as I grinded my thigh against his crotch.
I kissed his neck, sucked the skin there, and tugged on it with my teeth. He whimpered, and I could feel his nails hooking my coat sharply.
“What turns you on when you look at me?” I asked more urgently before I took my hands off him to remove my coat.
“Can I - can I tell you later? I don't think I've got enough brains to -” I cut him off by biting his collarbone rather harshly.
“Enough brains to talk that much, speak up,” I growled, hands working his belt. The clicking sound always turned me on so much!
Seong Gyu's nape hit against the door as I palmed his hardness through the fabric of his underwear.
“I love your waist line. The curve of your waist. Broad shoulders. The way your sharp shoulder blades outline your skin,” he managed to say between his pants.
I reached down for his knees and spooned him up against the door frame.
“Hold tight,” I breathed against his lips and carried him upstairs.
We were tangled in the sheets, moans filling a stuffy bedroom.
“Hyun-ah...“ Gyu panted as I changed the angle of my thrusts skillfully. His back arched, and I felt his muscles cramping a little tighter around me. He's close, and damn so was I. I kissed his neck, knowing how sensitive the area was and then....PAIN!!!
“DAMN FUCK HOLY SHIT!“ I screamed as I got up, springing out of bed in shock. I stroked my probably bleeding butt cheek.
The cat was looking at me from the edge of the bed. It's hissing.
Gyu groaned at first. He didn't understand why I left him halfway through hitting the edge. Then he spotted Mimi giving me that look, and his eyes finally went to my hand and abused skin.
“What the hell?!“ I shrieked again, looking at Gyu with question in my eyes.
“Mimi. Get out.“ Gyu shook the blanket, trying to knock the animal off the bed.
“SHE JUST FUCKING STUCK HER CLAWS INTO MY BUTT! It's bleeding, what the hell is wrong with this stupid cat?!“ I yelled, stomping my way into the bathroom to get some wet and cooling tissues.
Gyu groaned, getting up from the bed as well to throw the cat out of the room. He closed the door and then came into bathroom to lean against the door frame.
“Hyun-ah, I am sorry. I think she is....jealous.“ Damn, I had always known she was, just not of me, hon! I stayed quiet, raging.
“Come on, let me help you with this.“ He reached for the wet towel as I twisted my tired body into an angle where I could at least see the damage the antichrist did.
“Let go. I can take care of myself.“ I spat the words out, smacking his hand off mine.
He sighed.
“Look, I told you already. This cat hates ME! And it hates me for being with YOU! Do you believe it now?? Did we seriously need to go this far for you to finally believe me??“
“Fine! I am sorry I didn't believe you, I really don't know why she is so jealous. I haven’t seen her in fucking ages.“
Kim Seong Jong!
I figured it out all by myself when your stupid love child was carefully pissing on MY side of the bed and sleeping on yours during the day. That's what I figured all by myself when she ripped MY new shoes, while YOURS were left untouched next to mine.
“Oh please Seong Gyu, just use your head sometimes, would you? Did she ever do THIS to your ex boyfriend?! She went cold after spending two days here, which means she finally figured out who am I to you. And after she saw us cuddling a few times, she started to destroy my things. And after today, I think she made her intentions pretty clear!“ I yelled, accidentally hitting his shoulder with mine as I returned to the bedroom. I searched for some clothes to put on. This is ridiculous. I am not staying here!
“Oh so....you think she wants ME with Jong?!“ It finally downed on him.
“Yes. And you'd know if you....FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!!“ I was trying to get my abused ass into a new pair of jeans, when I found them all covered in cat urine.
I pushed my lover out of the door frame of the bathroom and locked myself in.
“Get the cat out of here. I don't want anyone and anything that has anything to do with Kim Seong Jong in our house.“ I told him as I got into the shower, cursing everything.
We didn’t have much time together, much less the energy for sex. And this evening was supposed to be perfect. I felt a little guilty. It wasn't only the cat's claws in my ass that caused this outburst. It was a trigger. I still kept my mouth shut about the jealousy and frustration. And it all just…kneaded out today in front of Seong Gyu. I will have to speak to him about it tonight. I will...
When I got out of the shower, he wasn't home. The cat's stuff was gone, too. My trousers were rolling in the washing machine. He left me a message on the dining table.
”I am taking everything and everyone who has something to do with Jong out of your house. - SG.“
I searched for my phone, heart racing. When he picked up there was silence.
“Gyu, you....you are not leaving though, are you?“ I asked with worry in my tone. Did he count himself on the list? I never meant it that way. There wasn't a need for him to choose between me and Jong. Hell, I wasn’t even confident that the chosen one was me...'
“What? Geez no, why'd you think.... I am taking Mimi to my parent’s house.“ he said, his voice sounded normal. So once again, was it only me freaking out about things?
“Ok. I will wait up for you.“
“N-no, hon, you need your sleep. I will wake you up to let you know when I get home, ok?“
“Ok. Drive safely. I love you.“
He hung up without answering.
I went to bed, trying to get some sleep, but my head got all twisted again. Damn, I CAN'T HELP IT!
Why didn't he want me to stay up? Why did he insist on me going to sleep? What if he is not really going to his parents but to HIM?! Damn...what if this outburst chased him away and into the other’s arms?
When he arrived home at 1AM, I was sitting on the couch with a warm comforter around my body. The TV was on, and though my eyes were still open, I think my brain was already half asleep. He had to poke my shoulder before I realized he was home.
“Oh. You're home.“ I gazed at him, eyes focusing once again. He didn't take his coat off and just sat by me, arms around my shoulders.
“I told you not to wait up. It's so late now. You look tired as shit.“
I gave him an empty look.
“Where have you been, really?“ I croaked.
He pulled away a little and frowned.
“I told you, I went down into my hometown to have my parents take care of Mimi.“
Not enough, Seong Gyu.
“Seong Gyu, I... were you in his house tonight?“
“In the house of whom?“ He’s still in the dark.
“Kim Seong Jong.“
“Eh? No, why'd I be going there? Hyun-ah, what's the matter, really? You've been acting strangely the whole evening.“
“Tell me about him. I never asked you about your history before, but now that it's so close to our present, it kind of freaks me out. Who is he? How long were you two together, and why did you break up?“
“Oh. I never...I never thought you'd feel bothered by him. I am sorry I never told you stuff like this before, but... you never really asked.“
“I know I didn't. At first I didn't care and then I was so cocksure that I am the only man in your life that it never crossed my mind to ask anymore. But I am asking you now, Gyu.“ I snuggled into the comforter as the chill of the night seeped through me.
“Fine, no problem. I met Seong Jong when I started university. He was a friend of Dong Woo.“ To my knowledge, Dong Woo was his dormitory roommate.
“We got together a year later. We were together for 4 years.“
I studied his face. He didn't seem to mind, not hiding anything at all.
“And why did you two break up?“
“He and I, it'd never work. I knew that, and he knew that, too. It was mutual.“ Damn you, Seong Gyu. What is that for a reason...I kind of wished to hear that you dumped him because you didn't feel anything more or that he cheated on you or whatever. Something that sounded more definite.
“Why wouldn’t you two ever work out?“ Since we were already at it, I wanted all the stupid questions out of my head.
“For all different reasons, we'd just never work out as a couple. We stayed friends though. It kind of surprises me that you didn't know about him. We’ve been in touch for all these years.“ He looked at me.
“Yeah... But...did he live in Seoul during this time? Are you meeting him for lunch or anything like that?“
Gyu shook his head.
“He just moved to Seoul a few weeks ago. When he bought Mimi, it was only two weeks. We kept in touch, but there was never a chance to meet.“
“Why?“ I asked, pouting slightly.
“Why what? What is this pout for?“ He laughed a little, pinching my cheek.
“Why didn’t you ever see him?“
Gyu shifted closer and kissed my pouting lips.
“Cause I had a new boyfriend. And a new job. A new life that I cherished way too much to cut my time out of it only to go down to see my ex. I can't believe you are jealous. You of all people. It's cute.“ His words whispered to me like music to my ears.
I let him kiss me but strangely this talk didn't make me feel relieved at all. Seong Jeong was there now, and I still didn't know why he came, why he contacted Gyu, and what his intention was. In fact, the non-existing reason of their break up made me even more anxious.
“Can we get our own pet?” I purred into his ear.
Seong Gyu sighed.
“Don't be ridiculous. I love you. I am here with you. I don't need anything else but you in my life. Do you wanna bring new worries into where our relationship is at right now?” He stroked my hair as he clung onto his reasoning, how typical.
“But you did have a pet with him.” I pouted and showed him clearly how that fact bothered me.
“Well, my duties at the time didn't take me more than 5 or 6 hours a day. They take 13 to 14 now. And the rest I just wanna spend with you. Every second of it. I don't want a dog or cat to steal our time. At least not now. Why do you even feel like you need to compete with Seong Jong?”
“Everyone is moving forward, Gyu. I thought you were comfortable with what we had. When I found out that you had made it that far with someone else, I couldn't help but wonder why you never wanted to do the same with me.”
He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my lips tenderly.
“I moved in with you. I want to spend my life with you. We have years and years of moving on together. The right time has yet to come. We can think about it again when I am a regular in my company, OK?” He nibbled my lower lip. I found that agreement fair. He was right. Geez, I loved him too much. I deepened the kiss and started to move my hips slowly towards his crotch. My lips slid down his jaw to nibble the skin under his right ear.
“Woo, it's so late...Why don't you do this when we actually have time during the week and go on me like this Monday morning,“ he let out. It sounded like a pant, a clear sign that he probably didn’t have the will to stop me.
“I did go on you today, pretty deep, but your stupid cat clawed my ass if you remember correctly.“ I sucked the sensitive skin under his ear again and fumbled with the belt buckle of his trousers.
“Unnn...,“ he moaned quietly, “but you refused me twice already.” His hips rose to meet my touch.
“Sorry 'bout that,“ I whispered into his collarbone, slowly kneeling down in front of him. I made quick work of his fly and boxers.
“Oh Woo...,“ he moaned when I blew the head of his quickly hardening shaft. His head fell back against the couch, eyes probably closed, lips parted....
I gave him a few full-length licks before taking him fully past my lips and sucking tight. I felt his fingers in my hair when his hips started moving against my mouth. I just let him fuck my mouth as he pleased. After all the blow jobs I’ve given him, I knew he would never hurt me.
Then I heard his phone ringing right next to my ear.
“Fuck,fuck, fuck, fuck,“ he cursed repeatedly. I felt his hands leave my hair in search of the vibrating object.
I didn't stop sucking, quite the opposite actually. It gave me nice shivers, thinking about him being on the phone with someone when I had him deep down my throat.
“No way,“ he said, refusing the call as he threw the phone on the couch to return his attention back at me.
The phone rang again, but I already had him close.
I let go with my mouth and glanced up at him, but my hand kept moving tenderly up and down.
“Who is that?“ I asked, feeling my lips swell as I talk. He looked angry when he picked up:
“Seong Jong-ah, do you know what time is it?!“ he barked into the phone, not even trying to hide how breathless he was.
Kim fucking Seong Jong. 2AM in the morning.
I just bit my lower lip. Though in reality, I actually felt an extreme urge to bite a part of someone's body!
“Oh, fuck you...“ I cursed, getting up from my knees to make my way up to our bed. I left him there with his pants open and cock fully erect, still glistening with saliva. His fault...
I turned off the lights and made sure our pillows were far enough so that wouldn’t get tangled up with one another. I was not in the mood. Not even by accident in my sleep... I felt so sleepy and wrecked that even the extreme anger I was feeling didn't stop me from falling into a deep slumber.
From that moment on, I started to check my boyfriend's emails and texts regularly. He made everything so easily accessible. His laptop would stay at home during the day while he was off at work, and his phone was on our nightstand every time he would go off to shower or eat breakfast.
Gyu apologized to me the following evening. I couldn't help but melt. Even so, it was another one of those “I’m-not-in-the-mood“ evenings. Why? ‘Cause he told me the awesome news that Jongie finally got a job. And how awesome and funny it was that he got a job as a barman at Laser, the club that was practically my second home? Yeah, funny....
I am not laughing.