It had been several days since we started dating. There had been a small but huge change between us.
I ended up spending more time in Hamin’s room, and every night before bed he would walk me all the way to my door. Then he would look down at me, give me a quick kiss on the forehead, and go back to his room.
On the first day, I just stood there, dazed, after getting caught off guard.
On the second day, I was a little giddy with anticipation, wondering if he’d do it again today,
and from the third day on, it became part of my everyday routine.
I never made it obvious that I was waiting for it. Whether I did or not, Hamin always gave me a light kiss on the forehead.
“Sleep well, noona.”
A big hand cupped both my cheeks, and his plump lips pressed to my forehead before slowly pulling away. It had only lasted a moment, but the spot where his lips had been always felt hot. Even after Hamin went back to his room, the warmth didn’t fade easily.
Every time I got into bed, I touched my forehead with my hand.
Soft, plump.
Those lips that were hot every time they touched me.
The more I kept thinking about that sensation, the more other thoughts naturally followed.
What would it feel like if those lips touched somewhere other than my forehead?
“……”
Am I crazy, seriously.
I pulled the blanket all the way over my head. My heart was pounding so hard I was terrified the sound might be heard outside the blanket, beyond the room.
*
On a day when I, as usual, wasn’t exactly devoted to my student duties. We finally made it through homeroom teacher’s dismissal.
The moment the teacher left the classroom, everyone stood up as if they’d been waiting. I closed the book spread open on my desk and started packing my bag, when the friend next to me nudged my arm.
“Hey, your puppy’s here.”
My friend pointed with his chin toward the back door of the classroom. When I turned my head, Hamin was standing outside it.
Looks like he’d come to pick me up again today. No, seriously, why is dismissal so early for them? Are they ditching, maybe?
Hamin was leaning against the wall, looking at his phone. Standing there with one leg slightly bent looked pretty natural on him.
“You guys aren’t actually dating, are you?”
“Hey, what are you talking about.”
I flinched; a corner of my chest felt prickled. Was this where conscience lives? My friend slung his bag over his shoulder and looked at Hamin once more.
“He’s not a dog, but he sure waits for his owner well.”
“Who’re you calling the owner.”
“He comes to pick you up every day.”
“We’re just going the same way home.”
That wasn’t exactly wrong. We were going to the same house.
My friend laughed like he didn’t believe me, then left the classroom first.
The guys greeted Hamin casually as they passed through the back door. Since they’d seen his face a few times already, they seemed pretty familiar with him.
“You came again today?”
“Yes.”
“I’m heading out first.”
“Go ahead.”
He seemed to get along well enough with the upperclassmen. Among them was Yejun too. Yejun passed by after patting Hamin’s head once. Every guy who passed Hamin would throw him a line or two. One by one, the students left the classroom.
I deliberately closed my bag slowly. Only after the last guy who’d still been there went out the front door did Hamin come into the classroom.
“You came?”
“Yeah.”
Hamin stopped just inside the open back door. The spot hidden by the sliding door was a blind spot that wasn’t easy to see from the hallway into the classroom. I guess it was better to keep it covered since it stood out.
I picked up my bag and stood from my seat. “Let’s go.” After saying it, I walked little by little toward Hamin. For some reason, saying it like that really did make him sound like a puppy.
Well, I guess he is kind of cute.
“Hm?”
When I got closer, I noticed his tie was crooked to one side. The knot had also slipped loose.
“Why is your tie so crooked?”
Hamin lowered his head and looked down at his tie.
“Ah, today’s PE….”
“It’s totally crooked. Stay still.”
I set my bag on the desk beside me for a moment and grabbed Hamin’s tie. I couldn’t see his face, but his eyes widened for an instant.
I moved the knot that had shifted to one side back to the center and pulled the loosened tie upward. Each time I put strength into my fingertips, Hamin’s throat moved slightly. Gulp, I could see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.
“Hey, are you nervous? That’s funny.”
I looked at Hamin without letting go of his tie. He had a pretty flustered face, which was cute. See? I can be a girlfriend with older-sister vibes too. Ahem!
Over the neatly fixed tie, I could see the taut, tense neck and sharp jawline. And when my gaze lifted higher, what caught my eye was the reddened, plump lips that had pressed to my forehead every night before falling away.
I couldn’t tear my eyes off his lips while still holding his tie. I had imagined those lips touching somewhere else before… Wait. Come to think of it, this situation, this mood. Something feels a little strange. It’s like I’m the one seducing him. Hamin didn’t say anything either.
For some reason, I could feel a hot gaze pouring over me. Embarrassed for no reason, I opened my lips slightly.
The lips I’d been staring at parted just a little too, and then called to me.
“Noona.”
When I lifted my head, I met the eyes of Hamin looking down at me. The flustered expression was gone, and his eyes looked hot.
It felt like he’d caught me looking where I shouldn’t have been. I hurriedly tried to let go, but Hamin asked in a low voice.
“Can I?”
I didn’t need to ask what he meant to know. Thump, thump—my heart started racing fast.
My hand gripping the tie tightened. Hamin’s big hand settled on my shoulder. Oh no, he’s going to do it!
…But I still didn’t want to be led around this time either…! I’m the older one!
At that thought, I hesitated a little, then yanked the tie hard toward me. Then I shut my eyes tight, rose onto my tiptoes, and pressed my lips to his.
“I led the kiss first…!”
“……”
“See? Nothing special, right?”
If not now, I’d show some grown-up charm. I looked at Hamin with a rather dignified expression. Hamin’s eyes were wide, and he was looking down at me with his lips covered by the back of his hand.
Was my face red like that too? As I was thinking that, Hamin’s eyes crinkled at the corners at my words, and he lowered his hand and opened his mouth.
“Nothing special?”
“Yeah.”
“……”
“I mean, it’s just a kiss.”
Hamin, having heard my bluffing words, looked pretty annoyed and leaned in closer again.
“Then should I do it one more time?”
“…No,”
“This time I will.”
Before I knew it, two hands had come up to cup my cheeks. With nowhere to run and nowhere to look away, our lips met. I didn’t even have time to close my eyes.
Mwah.
Soft lips touched my lips, then pulled away slightly.
Mwah.
Then they came back again. The short kisses repeated over and over. The more times our lips met, the wetter mine became. At the unfamiliar sensation and sound, different from before, I squeezed my eyes shut.
After our lips bumped together several times and the sound of mwah gradually deepened, Hamin gently bit my lower lip before letting go.
“……!”
I opened my eyes in surprise and found Hamin staring at me intently. Really intensely. His face had no trace of playfulness, and there was even a crease between his brows.
Thump.
Thump.
I stared at Hamin without even breathing. Then, when a trembling breath finally slipped through the gap between my teeth, I tightened my grip on Hamin’s sleeve even more.
Only then did Hamin press his lips to mine again. The corners of my mouth, which had gone cold after a brief separation, quickly warmed back up. His hot lips showed no sign of pulling away, and just swallowed my lower lip whole. Once my lip was swallowed, my mouth naturally parted. Through that gap, Hamin’s hot tongue slipped in.
“Mm…!”
The sound of lips, tongues, and saliva mixing together, wet and sticky, rang in my ears. Ah, no one’s passing by, right? I can’t get caught. That sense of transgression only made my heart float even more.
The soft but forceful kiss left me not even knowing how to breathe. So a silly little sound slipped out between our joined mouths.
“Uh….”
I squeezed my eyes shut even tighter and ended up clutching Hamin’s arm like I was hanging on. His upper body leaned more and more toward me, and his breathing grew ragged. My heart pounded fiercely, far beyond what I’d said about it being nothing special, and my legs gradually went weak. Every time that happened, Hamin ground his lips against mine with ruthless insistence and supported me by holding my waist.
My mind was slowly turning blank.
Like a long kiss full of mutual longing, and just as my waist started to ache from bending back, Hamin pulled away from me.
A small tear gathered at the corner of my eye. Through my blurred vision, I could see Hamin’s sweetly swollen lips, red lips. I looked at those lips shining with saliva.
Were my lips red like Hamin’s too?
I awkwardly raised a hand to cover my mouth.
“……”
“Ha, Jang Yeju….”
I could feel his gaze looking down at me. A gaze that seemed even hotter than before. He called my name in a slightly excited voice. We’d definitely kissed, but my ears felt hot. I’d expected him to ask if it was really nothing special, but when I looked up, Hamin, contrary to my expectations, couldn’t even meet my eyes.
Hamin straightened his own tie, which had gone wrinkled from my grip, making it neat again, and also fixed my messy hair and clothes. Then he picked up my bag, which I’d set on the desk.
“Let’s go.”
“Uh, uh….”
“…Don’t tease me from now on.”
After saying that, Hamin started walking quickly and went out the back door first.
What does that mean? I… liked it.
Remembering the lingering heat and sensation on my lips, I pressed them lightly with my finger. Somehow, they felt hot.
Far from being nothing special.
For a while, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to think of anything but this sensation.
It’s been way too long, right hah... I was kinda busy (having fun)
