Unhealthy - Chapter 55

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Chapter 55. Naughty Things

 

A tranquility that couldn’t be felt in the hospital room was flowing between him and Hae-yeong.

 

For some reason, looking at his still face, she felt as if deep peace was finally settling in at the end of her long wandering heart.

 

Hae-yeong carefully extended her index finger and traced his high nose bridge in the air as if groping. The faint warmth transmitted from the distance that seemed to touch yet not quite touch was endearing.

 

Then she traced along his lip line and quietly gazed at his tightly closed red lips. She recalled that hot warmth that had kissed her like salvation, devouring his own lips during painful and difficult moments, or at the end of despair.

 

Hae-yeong pressed his lower lip firmly with her fingertip as if drawn by a magnet.

 

At that subtle contact, Taejun pushed up his heavy eyelids. His dry eyes, still drowsy, slowly focused and captured Hae-yeong.

 

“Come up and sleep. The floor is cold.”

 

“I moved aside so you could sleep comfortably.”

 

Taejun’s voice was hoarse, and it contained soft consideration for Hae-yeong.

 

“It’s a size where we can lie together and still be plenty comfortable.”

 

Hae-yeong gestured at the spacious bed and put on a deliberately stern expression.

 

“A patient who hasn’t fully recovered yet shouldn’t sleep like this here.”

 

Hae-yeong grabbed his solid arm and pulled him up. Taejun pretended to give in and raised his body, sliding into the spot next to Hae-yeong.

 

The rustling sound of bedding subsided and the two people’s body heat mixed in the narrow gap between them.

 

Taejun lay in a straight position, staring at the ceiling and letting out a deep breath.

 

“What? Are you worried you won’t be able to hold back?”

 

At Hae-yeong’s sudden provocation, Taejun burst into a low laugh. The emptiness and leisure at the end of that laugh tickled Hae-yeong’s heart.

 

Soon Hae-yeong leaned her body diagonally and lightly pressed her lips against his, passing his chin to reach his lips.

 

“Try to hold back. You’re someone who’s good at holding back. Someone who’s been good at deceiving people all his life, so you’d be good at holding back this kind of thing too.”

 

She pushed her tongue tip through Taejun’s slightly parted teeth, stirring the cool air inside, then pulled it out as if fleeing and asked with wide eyes.

 

“Can you hold back?”

 

“If what you want is for me not to hold back, then give in.”

 

When Taejun said that, Hae-yeong raised the tip of her eyebrow sharply.

 

“When did I ever… say such a thing…”

 

“Your body seems to want to do it though.”

 

Taejun’s hoarse voice circulated huskily through the sealed space. Hae-yeong hesitated for a moment, then soon rubbed her cheek against his chest and mumbled.

 

“…I just like it, I want to touch you.”

 

“Why do you like someone like me.”

 

“Don’t say that.”

 

“Then how should I say it.”

 

“What’s wrong with someone like you. What does that make me for liking someone like you, then.”

 

Hae-yeong’s voice seemed to tremble as if it were filled with moisture. Taejun gazed at her with tightly closed lips without answering.

 

“…”

 

“Why do you have that expression? I always said it. That I like you, that I love you.”

 

“I didn’t know you still felt that way now.”

 

“I wish people’s hearts could flip as easily as flipping the palm of your hand.”

 

A moment of deep silence flowed.

 

“Then would you flip it? Like flipping the palm of your hand?”

 

“Then I could flip Gi Tae-jun’s heart that doesn’t like me like flipping the palm of my hand and see you being anxious over me.”

 

“You think I don’t like you?”

 

Taejun’s eyes narrowed. Hae-yeong stubbornly nodded her head.

 

“…For now.”

 

“I’ve lived in vain. Can’t even get recognition from you.”

 

At Taejun’s self-deprecating sigh, Hae-yeong boldly reached out her hand.

 

She pushed her hand inside his gown’s front, near his chest where warmth lingered.

 

When the smooth skin touched her palm, Taejun’s breathing stopped minutely.

 

“Where did you learn such naughty things.”

 

“Someone taught me.”

 

“Who.”

 

Hae-yeong traced his chest with her fingertips and whispered.

 

“There is someone. An older guy who acts like an old man.”

 

“…Me?”

 

“So clueless.”

 

Hae-yeong boldly slipped one of her legs between Taejun’s solid legs.

 

His rough heartbeat was transmitted completely through their closely pressed bodies. Hae-yeong took a deep breath and savored his scent.

 

“Don’t keep stimulating me like that. I’m going crazy.”

 

Taejun’s low warning fell over Hae-yeong’s head as she subtly brushed up the inside of his thigh, stimulating his lower area.

 

His voice was already trembling precariously as if barely holding onto the thread of reason.

 

“How are you going crazy?”

 

Hae-yeong raised her head and persistently observed Taejun’s reaction. Confirming the heat and suppressed desire in his eyes, Hae-yeong didn’t stop and gently rubbed below.

 

Taejun’s brow furrowed and a suppressed moan leaked through his teeth.

 

Hae-yeong was waiting for the moment when he would completely collapse for her.

 

“Look, it became like this.”

 

“When did it become like this…”

 

When Hae-yeong’s fingertips touched his bare skin, touching the tender flesh, wet breath escaped through Taejun’s teeth.

 

“You made it like this.”

 

Hae-yeong fumbled clumsily over the soft skin without skill, then soon gripped his thing firmly.

 

Unable to turn his body due to his injured area, Taejun pulled Hae-yeong’s waist toward him in frustration.

 

Hae-yeong looked up at Taejun with curious eyes.

 

Hae-yeong made Taejun sit up and climbed on top of him.

 

The gown shoulder that had been covering her shoulders slipped down, exposing bare skin tinged with dim dawn light.

 

As Hae-yeong continued her movements slowly, the softly swollen curves swayed slowly like dancing.

 

Taejun held Hae-yeong’s pelvis and slowly helped her movements. Then rough breathing burst through Hae-yeong’s teeth.

 

“Oppa, it hurts… it hurts, haa… if you do it so close… you can’t.”

 

Hae-yeong tried to press against Taejun’s chest to somehow prevent touching him, but the more she did, the more he narrowed the distance with Hae-yeong.

 

When she gripped the bed head and forcibly endured, Taejun’s Adam’s apple bobbed deeply.

 

Then the sensations that had been building up steadily exploded all at once.

 

“Ahh, hmm…”

 

Hae-yeong held both of Taejun’s cheeks and kissed him.

 

The two couldn’t stop stirring, stimulating, and desiring each other’s insides.

 

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Hae-yeong opened her eyes again when it was well past noon.

 

Sunlight that had penetrated through the gaps in the blackout curtains was stretched long at the edge of the bed.

 

Last night, the bedding that had been disheveled from their passionate times when they roughly intertwined their bodies until the bedding was soaked and confirmed each other’s existence like a deep night’s dream had somehow been completely changed to new ones.

 

At the feel of the crisp sheets and the subtle scent of detergent, Hae-yeong was confused for a moment, not knowing what had happened, and looked around.

 

Then she discovered a memo neatly placed on the nightstand.

 

“I’ll go take care of some company business for a bit. Contact me if you miss me.”

 

Though it was a short sentence, Hae-yeong couldn’t hide the smile that naturally spread across her lips as she seemed to hear Taejun’s voice contained within it.

 

Picturing Taejun’s back as he carefully left the room to avoid waking her while she slept, Hae-yeong picked up the memo and lightly pressed her lips against the letters he had left.

 

She still felt like every joint in her body was burning where his touch had reached.

 

But the sweet afterglow was brief, as Hae-yeong snapped to attention when she checked the clock.

 

Final exams were right around the corner. With various incidents and constantly watching over Taejun’s hospital room, she hadn’t even properly opened a textbook, let alone studied.

 

But anyway, now that she had returned to daily life, she had to take the exams.

 

Hae-yeong raised her stiff body, finished preparing roughly, and hurried toward school.

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