Bring It On! - Chapter 91

Chapter 91.

I kept hearing the sound of water pouring for a long time. Ha… what a mess in the middle of the night. I was still dazed. I’d been thinking of Cha Yoon unusually often today, but I never imagined he’d appear right in front of me. 

All my effort ignoring his calls was meaningless now that I’d even let him inside. I ran a dry hand down my face and rummaged through the wardrobe. I’d shoved him into the bathroom in a panic, but…

“Do I even have anything he can change into?”

All of the clothes Cha Yoon had taken off were spinning in the washing machine. His pants weren’t that wet. I should’ve just left them alone. 

I was so flustered, I didn’t think about not having any clothes to give him. I tore apart the closet but, of course, couldn’t find anything to fit his huge frame. In the end, instead of clothes, I neatly placed several towels and a bath sheet at the bathroom door.

Before the wash cycle was even done, click—the door opened. I straightened up from where I’d been slouched on the sofa, staring blankly at the black TV screen. Soon, Cha Yoon stepped out of the bathroom.

“Why’d you strip me down like that?”

“……”

With only a towel slung boldly around his waist, he came to sit beside me. His large, solid frame carried muscle packed tight over his tall build. Each time he moved, his broad chest and sinewy arms shifted like pulsing veins. I’d brought him so many towels, and he’d only used one.

My eyes darted around, searching for somewhere safe to land. I avoided looking at his thighs at all costs. Terrified something indecent would spill out past the towel. No, it definitely would. Did this guy not even understand shame?

“What’s wrong?”

He leaned his face closer to mine as he asked. The scent of my own body wash clung to him, along with the lingering heat of the shower, brushing warmly against my skin.

“What?”

“Your ears are red.”

His damp voice carried as his fingers reached toward me. I tilted my head away, dodging his touch. Cha Yoon said nothing for a while, then leaned back.

I gathered the rest of the towels I’d left by the bathroom. Spreading a bath sheet wide, I draped it over his back, then placed another towel squarely on his head. It slid off, grazing his shoulder before landing on his thigh. His wet hair fell haphazardly over his forehead.

“Suho’s asleep, so don’t use the dryer. Just rub with the towel to dry your hair.”

“What about my clothes?”

“They’re washing.”

“So you’re telling me to stay half-naked?”

His eyes narrowed, as if accusing me of being shameless.

“Come on, what else was I supposed to do? They were wet.”

“Be honest. The book that moved you most was The Fairy and the Woodcutter, wasn’t it?”

“There’s no fairy as brawny as you.”

“Full of prejudice, aren’t you? How many kids do I have to father before you give me back my clothes? Not that I’d mind, however many.”

“……”

I knew he was joking, teasing me on purpose, but I had no immunity to this kind of talk. My face burned hotter, and Cha Yoon raised one eyebrow.

“Sly one. Just how far were you about to imagine?”

“Stop with those jokes. They’re not funny at all. Once your clothes are dry, put them on and leave.”

“First you beat me up, now you throw me out? What a lesson.”

“You were the one acting suspicious out there!”

“Shh. You’ll wake him.”

“……”

I raised my voice without realizing, swept up by his words. At his rebuke, I shut my mouth and glanced at Suho’s closed door. Thankfully, there was no sound inside. Lowering my voice, I glared at Cha Yoon.

“So why did you even come here?”

“You could’ve just answered my calls.”

“What was there left to say? Didn’t we finish everything already?”

“Who decided that?”

His eyes, cold and stubborn, bore into me. That face looked like it would never listen to reason. I opened my mouth, then gave up with a sigh. What the hell was wrong with him, barging in like this?

“I can’t end it like this, Sun Woori.”

His voice was thick with emotion. His dark, sunken eyes were filled with a gloomy air, almost as if he were anxious, and I couldn’t understand his expression. 

I couldn’t grasp why he was looking at me like that. He kept contacting me after our fight, and then he suddenly showed up. His actions, the kind ex-lovers make, were deeply unsettling.

I was very uncomfortable with this ambiguous relationship with Cha Yoon. I didn’t want to feel that vague guilt toward Jay again. Looking up at him with trembling eyes, I asked.

“You don’t… by any chance like me, do you?”

“…”

Cha Yoon’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if my tone was unpleasant even to him.

“That’s not it, is it?”

He kept his lips sealed for a long time, even when I asked again. An unknown anguish spread across his sharp face. As if not wanting to show his emotions, he covered his eyes with his hand for a moment and then removed it, erasing all emotion from his face. 

Cha Yoon lowered his gaze. His eyelashes were neatly cast downward, covering half of his eyes.

“…You know I can’t sleep without you.”

“That’s…”

“No medicine works. My body is just weird.”

When he opened his eyes and looked at me again, the mischief had completely disappeared, and only a tired, exhausted, and dull light remained.

So it was because of his insomnia. My lingering doubt vanished. Right, why would Cha Yoon like me?

“Let me sleep.”

He tilted his head and pleaded. His low voice made me unable to tell him to leave. The human heart is a strange thing. 

After bickering with him for a while, I could feel that the affection I thought I had gotten rid of was still lingering in a corner of my heart.

“Just for one night, okay?”

The sound of the machine told me the laundry was done. I left him in my room as if I was trapping him there and hung Cha Yoon’s clothes on the drying rack.

***

“Hahuh. Ugh, seriously… This is driving me crazy.”

It had been a while, so I had completely forgotten how awful Cha Yoon’s sleeping habits were. 

He hugged me from behind as if to crush me, his lips muttering against the back of my head. I wondered if getting a bald spot was covered by insurance. But that wasn’t the only problem. 

His thick, erect penis was subtly rubbing against my back. Even worse, the towel I had wrapped around him came undone, leaving his genitals completely exposed.

“Ngh!”

His flesh pushed past my T-shirt and into my lower back. The large, swollen glans pressed and rubbed against the end of my spine.

“Cha Yoon, uh, Cha Yoon!”

I desperately called his name, but Cha Yoon showed no signs of waking up. This guy needed to fix his miserable sleeping habits before he fixed his insomnia.

“Please, just wake up…!”

Then, Cha Yoon hugged me with a force that was incomparable to before. Our bodies were locked together, and his penis was pressed tightly against my back without a gap. 

In that state, Cha Yoon started to thrust his hips. A strange shiver ran through me from his blatant actions, and my senses were on high alert. 

Ugh, you crazy bastard… Cha Yoon let out a long, excited breath.

I was held against him and forced to sway with his movements. With every breath, a strange moan slipped from my lips. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to endure the penetrating sensation. I felt his firm body wrapped around me tremble.

“Haa, hah…”

Cha Yoon let out a long breath. The arms that were holding me went limp, and I felt something sticky pouring onto my lower back.

I reached my hand back and wiped it away.

“…You’re out of your mind.”

The thing that soaked me this morning was none other than his semen. The milky fluid stretched between my fingers before dropping.

“Cha Yoon!”

As soon as I tried to get up, Cha Yoon’s long arm reached out and wrapped around my waist. When I lay down facing him, Cha Yoon’s eyebrows twitched.

“You’re awake, aren’t you?”

Cha Yoon opened his eyes slightly, as if to gauge my reaction, and then quickly closed them again.

“Hey.”

“Don’t say ‘hey’ to someone older.”

His voice, low and raspy as if still drunk with sleep, flowed out.

“Older, my foot. You… do you really want to die?”

“I’m sorry.”

He said, rubbing my lower back, which was now stained with semen. I couldn’t tell if he was wiping it off or spreading it around.

“Then fix your sleeping habits…”

“You wanted it too, didn’t you?”

“…”

“Since I’m the only one who came.”

Just when I thought he was genuinely apologizing, he said something strange again. I glared at him, my eyes narrowing, but Cha Yoon just said, “I’m sorry,” and continued to imply that I was a pervert like him.

“Should I make you come now? You probably don’t want sex, so choose between fingers or tongue. Using both is fine, too. I’ll pound and lick you until you’re satisfied.”

“Hey, get out of my house.”

I pushed his chest with both hands and escaped the bed as if I were running away. As I moved away, Cha Yoon, who hadn’t shown any signs of getting up, slowly got to his feet.

“It was a joke.”

“I told you it wasn’t funny.”

“I won’t do it again.”

Cha Yoon patted the spot next to him. It was his way of saying he still needed to sleep. I didn’t even look at him and went into the bathroom in my room. It was almost time for Suho to wake up. First, I needed to wash this off and quickly send Cha Yoon away…

Click. I was about to take off my clothes when the door behind me opened. Startled, I stopped what I was doing and turned around. Cha Yoon had confidently entered the bathroom completely naked. 

His penis, stiffly erect up to his navel, didn’t seem to embarrass him at all. I grabbed a towel from the shelf and covered his monstrous lower body.

“Why did you come in? Do you have to use the bathroom?”

“I came, so I’m here to wash it off for you.”

“I don’t need that. Get out. Get out now.”

I used both my hands and feet to push Cha Yoon away. I slapped his firm skin, and his huge body bent as if it were crumpled. He finally backed completely out of the bathroom.

***

A week had passed.

“Over here, there are people here! Here!!! Here!!!”

I couldn’t understand why this guy was still sprawled out on my living room sofa. On the TV, where Cha Yoon sat silently, utterly absorbed, they were rebroadcasting the program about when Suho, Jay, and I were rescued.