Chapter 8 : Huh? Hayul, I’m hurt

“Hehehe, uhuhu.”

I can’t stop laughing.

A movie theater date with Yena.

How can I not smile on such a happy day!

The first time going out to the city after possessing this body.

Some things feel familiar, and some things are new.

Even though I’m alone, my heart is filled with excitement.

Why? Why?! Of course…

“Movie theater, date…”

I look around, searching for where Yena might be.

“Hayul~!”

“Ah, Ye, Yenaaa?!”

Hearing the familiar voice beside me, I run toward Yena like an excited puppy.

Am I too happy? I don’t even notice the sudden rock in my path and trip over it.

I brace myself for the incoming impact, curling up and tightly shutting my eyes.

Why did I have to fall right in front of Yena…

This is so embarrassing.

“…?”

Why doesn’t it hurt?

By now, my arm should have been scraped at least.

I slowly open my eyes.

I feel someone’s hand gripping my wrist.

A hand that feels rough and firm.

“…Are you okay?”

“Uh, ah. Yes…”

“Oh, I’m sorry. You looked like you were in a hurry…”

A woman…?

A blonde woman dressed in casual sportswear was holding my arm.

Once she noticed that I had regained my balance,

she let go of my arm.

Thanks to her, I didn’t fall.

I thanked her in a small voice.

“Thank you…”

“Haha, you’re welcome. Anyway—”

Just then, Yena came running toward me.

“Hayul! Are you okay?!”

“Uh, yeah…”

“Oh? Yena!”

“…Oh, ah! Nayeon unnie!”

The woman behind me greeted Yena.

They seemed to know each other.

“Yeah, nice to see you. Who’s this? Your girlfriend?”

“Huhu, girlfriend? Hayul, are you my girlfriend?”

“Uh, th-that’s… um, no! Wait, no, but…”

Neither of us has confessed yet, so we’re not dating. But we will soon… so does that mean we’re a couple? Should I confess today? Ugh, what do I do?

“…You two look good together. Seems like she’s just your type. Congrats.”

“Hehe, really?”

“…!”

‘I’m Yena’s ideal type… Hehe…’

Ahem.

I already knew that much.

Of course, she likes me.

Even someone I just met is saying so!

It felt pretty nice.

‘But…’

How do you know that…?

As I was lost in thought, I suddenly found something strange.

Now that I think about it, this person seems suspicious.

Does Yena have anyone she’s this friendly with?

No, don’t think weird things.

Yena is always kind.

So, that means… she’s just being nice to me, too—

‘No!’

No way. It’s not that.

The blonde woman—no. No, not just any blonde woman—

That weird blonde lady took another step closer to Yena and ruffled her soft, lavender hair.

‘Ack! Even I haven’t done that…!’

The two exchanged a few words.

I perked up my ears to listen, but—

“When did you grow up so much… Seriously. Time flies.”

“Hehe… I know, right? It reminds me of when we were younger.”

I couldn’t hear well.

…Yena didn’t seem to dislike it.

She didn’t seem like a bad person, but…

Isn’t she standing too close?

“…Your girlfriend looks mad. You should explain things properly. I’m busy, so I’ll go. Pretty lady, if we get the chance, let’s meet again~.”

“Okay, unnie! I’ll call you!”

“…”

As I stood there flustered, the blonde lady said goodbye to both of us and turned away.

“Wow, it’s been a while.”

“Yena…”

I called out to Yena, who seemed lost in thought.

She immediately turned her head to look at me.

“Uh, who was that…?”

“A really close unnie? Maybe… hmm, even closer than you?”

“…Closer than me?”

“Yeah, we’re that close. Aren’t you cold? Let’s go inside first.”

“Oh, yeah… Let’s do that.”

‘…What is this.’

…It’s nothing.

She’s just teasing me.

Yena likes to joke around with me.

As I followed behind her, I tried to figure out who the blonde woman was.

A family member?

But they don’t look alike.

If I had to describe Yena, she has a soft, pure look.

Her features are delicate, she’s kind, and just looking at her makes me happy.

She sometimes gives a scary look, but…

That’s its own kind of charm…

‘Huh?!’

I shook my head.

The blonde lady was the complete opposite.

If I had to describe her, she looked like a delinquent.

Isn’t it rude to think that about someone you just met?

Sorry, but Yena is off-limits!

…I should stop thinking about this.

I feel a wave of self-doubt.

As I kept looking down while walking—

Thud—

“Ow!”

“Oh my.”

Yena suddenly stopped in front of me.

I accidentally bumped my nose against her back.

Was I too focused? My nose stung a little.

“Wh-why did you stop?”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Huh? Oh, uh! Caramel popcorn and cola…!”

“Okay, I’ll pay with my card for now.”

“Eh? Oh… I…”

I wanted to be cool and treat her, but I missed the timing.

Ugh, I’ll pay for the second round…

Watching Yena confidently place the order at the counter, I got lost in thought again.

If she’s not family, then what is she?

A senior from school?

That seemed the most likely.

But Yena never mentioned her before.

She said they were closer than me…

“Ugh…”

What is this.

Could they really be… lovers?

The last thing she said also bothered me.

‘…Girlfriend… explanation… next time… see you~!’

Two words stood out.

Girlfriend and explanation. Girlfriend and explanation… No way.

‘She already knows I’m your girlfriend?’

‘Shouldn’t you explain?’

A perfectly formed sentence popped into my head.

“No, no. That’s not it.”

I’m overthinking this.

She wouldn’t say that in front of me.

Or did she whisper it because I was there?

My imagination kept running wild.

…I don’t like this.

What the hell, who the hell are you?

She’s mine. Yena is mine.

She can’t.

Crunch.

Before I realized it, I was biting my nails.

This has never happened before.

Worried about how it looked, I quickly lowered my hand.

Hah… What’s wrong with me…

My heart feels weird. What’s happening to me?

I lowered my head and let out a sigh.

In my half-covered vision, I saw familiar shoes.

“…Hayul?”

“Oh, yeah…”

“Hurry up, we’ll be late.”

I glanced at the clock—10:09 PM.

Ah, the movie starts at 10:15.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

Let’s just watch the movie first.

I can ask her everything afterward.

It’s nothing.

I quickly got up and followed her into the elevator.

Yena was awkwardly holding two cups of cola in one hand.

…I feel a little guilty. I didn’t even notice.

I reached out and took one from her.

The proof was in her interlocked hands, trembling slightly.

‘How cute.’

Ha-yul was staring intently at the screen, as if lasers might shoot out of her eyes at any moment.

I leaned in slightly, bringing my face closer to hers.

She noticed me approaching.

Even while watching the movie, she kept glancing at me—again and again.

It was too obvious. Ah, this is driving me crazy.

I brought my lips close to her ear and blew softly.

Whoosh—

“Hyukya! Ngh—?!”

Startled, she parted her lips slightly, and I slipped a piece of popcorn into her mouth.

Pressing my thumb against her lips, I pushed my index finger deeper in.

In that brief moment, half of my finger was drawn into her mouth.

I could feel the soft texture of her tongue against my fingertip.

“Mmff, ngh…”

Ha-yul’s pupils trembled violently.

Her lips parted slightly, unable to close her mouth properly because of my finger.

She just sat there, frozen, watching me… Ha…

“Haa…”

“Hngh?! Mmph…!”

“Ah.”

Before I realized it, a sultry sound slipped from my lips into her ear.

Shocked, she bit down lightly on my finger.

Even she seemed surprised by her own reaction, her eyes widening as she grabbed my arm.

“Ow, Ha-yul. That hurts.”

“Hmph…!”

She shook her head frantically, trying to tell me it wasn’t intentional.

But with my finger still in her mouth, she couldn’t move much.

Her eyes glistened, on the verge of tears, as if they would spill down her cheeks at any moment.

‘You’re the one who bit me, so why are you the one about to cry?’

I rubbed my thumb against her lower lip and gently stroked her tongue with my index finger.

When I wiggled my finger side to side, I could feel the softened popcorn.

I rolled the piece of popcorn to the center of her tongue.

Just as the saliva pooling in her mouth threatened to spill—

Slurp… smooch. Smack.

“…Hah.”

“Hmph?! Mmm…! Ngh…!”

The sensation of Ha-yul suddenly sucking on my finger sent my mind reeling.

Her eyes, filled with flustered confusion, flickered violently as she shook her head desperately—yet even that was unbearably erotic.

‘Ha… How can she be this obscene…?’

I knew.

I knew she had probably just swallowed instinctively to keep her saliva from spilling.

I understood that.

But even knowing that, it still turned me on.

Forgetting we were in a movie theater, I nearly shoved my finger all the way down her throat.

“Hngh, huff… hnn…”

“No, Ha-yul… You did well. Yeah. Good girl.”

“Ngh, mm…”

“…Can you do it one more time?”

“Huff… slurp… smack.”

After a small bit of praise, I asked again, and once more, her lips wrapped around my finger.

Ah, this is the best. Really.

Watching her awkwardly suck on it made my lower stomach throb.

I could feel the nearly disintegrated popcorn, the mix of saliva and tongue creating lewd noises that rang in my ears.

And still, her anxious, darting eyes checked our surroundings, afraid someone might notice—such an irresistible sight.

Slurp… suck.

“Haa… Haa… I love it… I love this.”

“…! Slurp, suck…!”

This filthy little thing… What am I supposed to do with you?