Unhealthy - Chapter 36

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Chapter 36. Drunken Confessions

 

Taejun, who had laid the limp Hae-yeong on the bed, quietly looked down at her serene, clear face that seemed so peaceful.

 

Thinking of how he had wandered around the school and its surroundings like a madman from early evening until well past midnight searching for her when contact was lost, his heart still pounded rapidly.

 

Knowing Hae-yeong’s schedule by heart was a very old habit of his.

 

Rather than worrying about her escape, it was to prevent any potential dangers in advance.

 

However, at some point, that essence had transformed from protection to surveillance.

 

Receiving reports on her every move, Taejun perfectly understood what rules governed Hae-yeong’s time.

 

When she came home late, she would report her schedule to someone in the house, so there were no cases where her whereabouts became mysterious.

 

Since it was Hae-yeong herself who had voluntarily set foot in the Hannam-dong main house again for safety, there was a certain belief that even if part of the truth was discovered, she would never be able to leave.

 

What trivial arrogance that had been.

 

To lose track of her whereabouts and crumble so painfully over just one turned-off phone.

 

It was the moment he was about to get up, desperately craving a cigarette.

 

Pitiful fingertips desperately grabbed and pulled at one of Taejun’s fingers.

 

“…Don’t go.”

 

Taejun froze in place, caught by Hae-yeong.

 

After a brief silence, Hae-yeong’s tightly shut, cracked voice cut through the dry air.

 

“You said you’d atone.”

 

He shouldn’t have given her sobering medicine on the way here.

 

If she had drunk enough to become unconscious anyway, he should have just let her fall into deep sleep.

 

He shouldn’t have let her wake up to confirm his presence and sink into resentment and pain again.

 

Belated regret rushed in like a torrent, crushing his chest.

 

Taejun tilted his head back, steadying his breathing low as he turned his gaze away.

 

Hae-yeong blinked her unfocused eyes slowly, muttering in a dreamy tone as if seeing hallucinations.

 

“It’s another lie, isn’t it.”

 

If his cruel and vile father hadn’t brought up the story about there being an inheritance he had left for Hae-yeong that day, he would have either eliminated Hae-yeong without a trace or sold her somewhere profitable.

 

If Hae-yeong had been ruthlessly disposed of by Gi Chairman’s hands.

 

Not only losing the most precious people in the world overnight, but also being caught by a greedy old man and having the rest of her life completely stolen away…

 

“It’s not a lie.”

 

If he had harmed even this child who was left alone in the world, he would have pushed that cruel and ruthless father to a hell worse than death with his own hands.

 

He had only postponed his downfall until before Hae-yeong learned the truth.

 

“Why didn’t you contact me today?”

 

“I did.”

 

It just didn’t reach you.

 

Taejun still hid the words that hadn’t reached her deep in his heart.

 

Somehow it felt like he had to.

 

The moment he told the truth, it seemed like the precarious balance of this relationship would completely collapse.

 

“…You didn’t. Pure lies.”

 

Hae-yeong bit her bright red swollen lips as if overcome with injustice.

 

The sorrow lingering on her face, flushed red with intoxication, was gradually eating away at the reason he barely held onto.

 

When he reached out to press the lower lip she was biting, her lips opened completely.

 

Hae-yeong grabbed the hand pressing her lips and sucked his thumb.

 

He shouldn’t have taught her this.

 

It was his fault for teaching the child something wicked.

 

Slurp, suck. Pressing, licking, and sucking the skin with her tongue while fluttering her eyelids languidly, Hae-yeong pulled at Taejun’s tie.

 

In an instant their bodies overlapped, and soon their lips locked.

 

The alcohol scent deeply embedded in the hot flesh rippled and crossed over their lips.

 

“Haa.”

 

Taejun pressed against the headboard while slipping his hand between Hae-yeong’s skirt to pull down her underwear.

 

“Haah… mmph.”

 

Taejun forcibly swallowed his rising excitement.

 

Gripping the pillowcase, Hae-yeong pleaded.

 

“I, I want to…”

 

To her as she forcibly swallowed her lewdly scattered breath, Taejun asked back.

 

“You want to?”

 

“Mmh. Yes. I want, to.”

 

Taejun kept giving her only desperate stimulation.

 

“Oppa…”

 

Hae-yeong urged him while sobbing.

 

Taejun precariously crossed between pleasure and reason.

 

“Hur, ry, please…”

 

“Should I do it?”

 

“Yes… huu, yes.”

 

Looking down at Hae-yeong’s unfamiliar face as she opened her bloodshot eyes drowsily and tried to nod her barely moving head, Taejun was seized by deep satisfaction.

 

“Huk, uh.”

 

It was such strong force that Hae-yeong’s light body was pushed up to the headboard.

 

Hae-yeong made gasping sounds like someone who had forgotten how to breathe, then soon sobbed while letting out rough breaths.

 

“Uhuk, hh. Good, it’s good.”

 

Taejun cupped Hae-yeong’s crown and pressed his body close to hers.

 

“Haa, fuck. Hae-yeong.”

 

His vision briefly blurred from the overwhelming pleasure.

 

After his glasses broke when he ran out to chase Hae-yeong in the rain, he hadn’t taken out other glasses to wear, swayed by Hae-yeong’s casual remark that he looked better without glasses.

 

Though his vision was blurred as if smeared, he still captured Hae-yeong’s clearly shining face in his eyes.

 

“More, fas, huu, faster… please. Ah, it really feels good.”

 

Hae-yeong, who knew neither how to hide her emotions nor how to conceal her excitement.

 

Taejun, who had stripped off all of Hae-yeong’s disheveled clothes and thrown off all of his own, blatantly looked up at Hae-yeong’s expression.

 

Her heated pupils shone brightly even in the darkness.

 

“Haa.”

 

A moan he couldn’t contain scattered from Taejun’s mouth.

 

“Hmm, some, thing’s, strange.”

 

Hae-yeong shook her head while gripping the bedding tightly.

 

“Should I stop?”

 

“No, no… no.”

 

“More?”

 

Taejun whispered gently in Hae-yeong’s ear.

 

“Mmm, more, more, do it.”

 

“How far should I go.”

 

“More, more, faster…”

 

Not knowing what words she was spitting out, Hae-yeong clasped Taejun’s hands over hers.

 

“Touch me, touch me painfully.”

 

Hae-yeong commanded so, then turned her head to find Taejun’s lips.

 

The wetly soaked lips touched and their tongues pressed and tangled so strongly that the texture could be felt.

 

“Hmm.”

 

It was a climax they reached simultaneously.

 

It was impossible to gauge how much time had passed.

 

From some point on, memories were fragmented like broken film.

 

After reason had completely evaporated, nothing came to mind properly.

 

They faced the bottom of primitive desire.

 

Only the memory of clinging together like beasts and indulging in each other remained as a terrible afterimage in their minds.

 

Even when she barely opened her eyes, everything below her navel seemed numb, but it wasn’t unpleasant or painful.

 

Rather, Taejun’s steady pulse and warm body temperature transmitted from behind her back made Hae-yeong’s heart beat even faster.

 

Hae-yeong took hold of Taejun’s hand that was resting on her chest.

 

Apart from her stomach churning slightly as the alcohol wore off, everything felt unrealistically peaceful. So much so that she thought she wouldn’t mind dying while immersed in this warmth.

 

Even knowing she would have to return to the harsh reality again, Hae-yeong closed her eyes once more, wanting to hold onto that fleeting warmth just a little longer.

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