studiobondurri Side Story Chapter 74 - Home Alone (4)
Side Story Chapter 74 - Home Alone (4)
Side Story Chapter 74 - Home Alone (4)
"I'm sure you have nothing else to do, so let's go to a PC room or someth—"
Cha Yeon-Joo's gaze shifted to the living room as she entered the apartment through the front door and took off her shoes.
"Huh...?"
Her brain couldn't fully process the information her eyes were receiving. The living room was a mess, Oh Kang-Woo was screeching with his arms over his head bare naked, and porn was blasting in the living room on the large TV. She felt as if she had yet to wake up from a nightmare.
"..."
"..."
Kang-Woo and Yeon-Joo locked eyes with each other in silence. They were perfectly still as if they were lagging.
"Oh... Kang-Woo...?" called Yeon-Joo, her voice shaking as if she were barely holding on to her sense of reason.
Kang-Woo slowly put his arms down and said quietly, "This isn't what it looks like."
"What the fuck is it then?"
"I can explain everything."
"Spit it out then."
"..."
Kang-Woo remained silent for a few moments. The moans echoing from the large TV were interfering with his thought process.
'What can I say to explain this situation? The only answer that can make her understand is—'
"F..."
"F?"
"F-Flying Frog."
"The fuck is that?"
"No, I mean..."
'There are no words to explain this fucking mess.'
Kang-Woo stared at Yeon-Joo in despair.
"Oh," Yeon-Joo expressed, having thought of something.
Snap.
She took out her smartphone and took a picture of Kang-Woo.
"What are you—!"
Kang-Woo widened his eyes. He was so dazed due to his destroyed mental state that he failed to react in time.
"So what you're saying is..." Yeon-Joo saved the photo on the drive as Kang-Woo had done to her a while ago and looked around the living room with cold eyes. "You were doing this kind of shit while we were away, huh?"
"Y-Yeon-Joo."
"H-Hehehehe! Interesting. How very~~ interesting, right, my little Kang-Woo? I'm sure Seol-Ah will find it interesting too, wouldn't you say?"
"Noona. My lovely Yeon-Joo noona. Please listen to me."
"Oh, I'm listening and looking very fucking well. The problem is that this entire situation is entering my eyes a bit too~ well. Fucking hell. Who would've thought I would catch my boyfriend doing shit like this so proudly after I returned home because my meeting was delayed?"
"That's not it."
"Were three women not enough for you, damn perverted brat? Huh?"
"Of course not. I'm always overflowing with satisfaction and happiness. For real."
"What's all this then?" asked Yeon-Joo as she crossed her arms and glared at the TV screen.
"I was... curious."
"Oh? Curious, huh?"
"I'm being legit here."
Kang-Woo spared no detail explaining what happened after the women left. He knew whatever he said would sound like pathetic excuses after he was exposed like that but he had no choice. It would be worse to acknowledge what he did.
"Pfft! Kyahahahahaha!! You call that dancing?!"
Yeon-Joo burst into laughter as she grabbed her stomach and swung her legs.
"..."
Kang-Woo suppressed his surging rage. Only after he was put on the receiving end of the teasing did he realize how humiliating it was.
'Shit. To think I would face humiliation from Yeon-Joo of all people!'
"Bwehehehehe! Now, then~ I wonder what I should have you do this time?" Yeon-Joo giggled uncontrollably. She then raised her feet toward Kang-Woo and shook them lightly. "Right. First, massage my feet."
"..."
Kang-Woo usually wouldn't have minded giving Yeon-Joo a foot massage but it enraged him even more because of the current situation.
"Alright, fine. I'll do it."
"Huh? Fine? Is that any way to talk to your noona?" said Yeon-Joo haughtily.
"..."
Kang-Woo shut his eyes tightly to quell the welling fury inside him with all his might.
"Ehehehe! Shit, man, this feels amazing!!!" Yeon-Joo giggled ecstatically and wiggled her feet. "Go on, massage them."
"Yes... ma'am."
Kang-Woo got down on one knee and pressed on her feet.
"Hngh...! U-Ugh, that feels nice." Yeon-Joo leaned on the couch as she looked down at Kang-Woo massaging her feet. "Ngh! Hey! Not so hard, dammit!"
"..."
"Where's my answer?!"
"Fine, I'll go lighter."
"What did I say? Is that any way to talk to you noona?"
"I will... go lighter, ma'am."
"Bwehehehe! Ahh~ This feels so good~! Yeah, this is the life!"
Yeon-Joo laughed and licked her lips. Kang-Woo crumpled more and more as Yeon-Joo's laughter echoed inside his head. The rage he had quelled was slowly creeping back up.
"Hehehe! Oh Kang-Woo, you son of a bitch! Do you understand the humiliation I had to experience because of you until now?"
"Until now...?"
Kang-Woo narrowed his eyes. It felt as if he was forgetting something important. He pulled out the important truth under his surging rage.
"Oh."
'Come to think of it, I have one too, don't I?'
He had the album of love containing their wonderful memories. There was no need even to mention what would happen if he were to flaunt one of the album's pages.
'No, wait a second.'
She only had one picture to use against him, while he had various pictures and videos waiting to be used.
"Hah."
In other words, she was no match for him.
'I can't believe I realized this only just now. I guess I was more flustered than I thought.'
"..."
Kang-Woo stopped massaging Yeon-Joo's feet and slowly stood up in silence.
"Huh? What the hell? Who told you to st—"
Yeon-Joo froze as she was about to rip him a new one. She flinched once she noticed the air around Kang-Woo changed all of a sudden.
"Wh-Why are you... making such a scary face...?"
An uneasy feeling ran down Yeon-Joo's back.