Chapter 9.2
“Ah! Pussy! Dick! Pussy-dick-sex-asshole!”
“Jesus, shut up! Are you a goddamn kid?!”
“You’re louder than me!”
“You oversized dickhead!”
“You pussy-cave bitch!”
And so, we continued bickering like elementary school kids.
-BANG BANG BANG BANG!
The sound of someone pounding on my apartment door abruptly silenced both of us.
“…Uh, what?”
“What the hell? Go check, dick prince.”
“Why me? You’re the one who started screaming. You go.”
We exchanged panicked glances.
“You yelled first. I only responded! And it’s your apartment, so you handle it.”
“Only because you kept provoking me!”
“Hello?! Open the door!”
The voice outside sounded… familiar.
“Oh crap. I think that’s the lady from downstairs.”
“The downstairs neighbor?”
“Yeah. Oh, shit, we’re screwed.”
In this crappy studio apartment complex, I’d barely spoken to anyone.
One of the few people I did remember was the woman living directly below me.
-BANG BANG BANG BANG!
…Wait a second.
She didn’t seem like the type to be so aggressive.
“Hey, hurry up and answer before she breaks the door down.”
“I can’t go out like this!”
I was stark naked, with nothing but a condom full of cum dangling from my dick.
If I stepped out now, it would be a straight ticket to the police station.
“So what? Just crack the door open a little and talk through it.”
“…That’s an option?”
Hmm. Maybe if I kept my lower half out of view…
Though honestly, getting dressed sounded like too much effort.
Besides, if I got dressed, it would signal the end of this session with Jung Saein.
Even if she was saying no now, the possibility wasn’t zero. I couldn’t give up on that slim chance.
-“Hey! Open the door!”
-BANG!
Her tone was getting harsher. That didn’t sound like hands anymore—it was like she was kicking the door.
“…Was she always like this?”
I could’ve sworn she seemed quiet and polite when we passed each other and exchanged greetings.
“Just go deal with it already. If you do, I might think about doing it again.”
“Seriously? For real?!”
Why did men’s IQs plummet the moment sex entered the equation?
Not that I had much IQ to lose in the first place.
Even though she only said she’d think about it, I was already falling for it.
“Yes? What’s the matter?”
I called out without opening the door, standing just on the other side of it.
“Just open this damn door! I want to talk to you face-to-face!”
“Ah, crap.”
Not even wearing underwear, the only thing on my body was a condom full of my cum.
If I opened the door fully, it’d be a disaster.
“Can we just talk like this? Through the door?”
“Open it up, you asshole!”
Her response was… less than polite.
Goddamn.
“Okay, okay. You said open it, so no yelling, alright?”
-Creak.
I cracked the door open just enough to peek out.
“Yeah? What’s up?”
Sure enough, it was the woman from downstairs.
I recognized her immediately, even though we’d only crossed paths a few times.
Last time, I’d said, “Hello!” with a big smile, and she smiled back warmly and said, “Hi there!”
At that moment, I’d already started planning our future.
I was convinced—this woman liked me.
We were going to go from neighbors to lovers, and then eventually get married.
With someone as pretty and proper as her, I’d live happily ever after.
Sure, Jung Saein was hot, but I also liked the idea of a wife who was sweet and homely.
At least, that’s what I thought…
“Hey, you fucking bastard! Do you know what time it is? Do you think you’re the only one living in this building?!”
“Wait… what?”
Homely wife… where?