Chapter 90
“Let’s continue the rest of the conversation over the phone. We have some urgent matters to attend to right now.”
The aftermath was Mitchell’s responsibility. When Mitchell tapped Geon-woo’s shoulder, he finally started moving stiffly.
“Ah, okay. I understand. Geon-woo, I’ll call you. Answer this time. Otherwise, I’ll come again.”
The playful face showed no shadows. It was a light threat, like a child saying they won’t cry if you buy them candy.
Instead of answering Inbeom, Geon-woo looked at Mitchell for his reaction.
“We’ll be going now.”
As Mitchell bid farewell to Inbeom, Geon-woo followed with a perfunctory goodbye. Even as they crossed the street following Mitchell, he never looked back.
A subtle silence flowed in the car. It was the same after they returned home.
Mitchell took care of all the groceries they bought, putting them in the refrigerator. Although it was too early for dinner, they needed to start cooking now to prepare leisurely. But in this situation, picking up a kitchen knife could lead to unpredictable consequences. Of course, it was because of Mitchell.
Geon-woo sensed a deep blue killing intent from Mitchell, who had been smiling since earlier. It truly was killing intent. He realized that one could kill even with a smiling face.
“Um, Mitchell…”
His heart wanted to raise the corners of his mouth, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. He couldn’t help but know that Mitchell was angry.
Mitchell was possessive and intensely jealous. While Geon-woo wouldn’t care about whatever Mitchell had done in the past, Mitchell was different.
“You stripped completely naked and even danced?”
The tone was twisted like a straw rope, but Mitchell’s expression was as clear and benevolent as the morning dew.
“In front of Inbeom Yoon?”
He looked like a saint willing to sacrifice his life for world peace. How beautifully radiant he was.
If one didn’t know the content, it would even feel sacred.
“Look, Mitchell, it’s true that I drank with that bastard Inbeom, but I actually don’t remember.”
Geon-woo cleared his throat and first stated the facts. He laughed as if it was nothing, but cold sweat trickled down his spine.
Honestly, he didn’t fully understand why Mitchell was angry. Geon-woo was just trying to appease Mitchell because he was angry.
“I’m not lying, I really don’t remember. That was the first time I blacked out. It was the first and last time. I usually drink very neatly. You know I don’t have any bad drinking habits.”
“I don’t know. Whether you have drinking habits or not.”
“When I drank in front of you, nothing happened, right?”
“What about when you sang in front of me after drinking?”
Geon-woo quickly recalled last year’s end as he searched his memory. It was the night he drank on the lawn and sang a congratulatory song to Mitchell, who had swept the awards ceremony. He had babbled nonsense about spraying with a fire extinguisher…
“Maybe I didn’t drink as much then? If I had been a bit more drunk, I might have stripped and danced too. Ah, maybe I should have waited a bit.”
He made a flesh-trembling joke with a face that didn’t look regretful at all. Because of this, Geon-woo shrank more and more.
Originally, Mitchell had already received news from Walker that Inbeom was loitering in front of the house. He had also received photos of Inbeom and his car. Walker, who knew all the vehicle numbers and Inbeom’s appearance, had informed Mitchell in real-time.
Normally, Mitchell wouldn’t have left Inbeom, who was hovering around Geon-woo, alone. He could have quickly resolved it with many ways to make him leave on his own.
Still, he didn’t act rashly. It was because he had discovered Inbeom’s uncomfortable identity. Although being uncomfortable didn’t mean he couldn’t touch him, Mitchell thought it would be better to prepare properly and strike hard. While temporarily storing up the strength to confront directly, he tried to erase Inbeom in a way that wouldn’t harm Geon-woo as much as possible.
While preparing step by step like this, Inbeom suddenly appeared and spewed provocative words.
“I think that bastard is lying. No matter how drunk I was, would I have danced naked?”
“I thought you said you don’t remember?”
“Well… that’s true.”
“Who knows what you did in between.”
“No, really, no. It’s true that I blacked out in the middle, but I came to my senses later. I even cooked and ate ramen by myself before sleeping. I was the last one to sleep. That’s for sure. And I didn’t take off my clothes that day. This is really true. I’m certain.”
“Are you saying that’s a lie?”
“Of course. You saw him too. That bastard isn’t in his right mind. But… I might have danced when I blacked out for a moment… Of course, with clothes on… I’m not sure.”
A short silence fell. Mitchell nodded, heaving a deep sigh.
“Okay. I’ll forgive you.”
“…Thank you.”
“I won’t forgive you next time, so don’t do unnecessary things outside.”
“Ah, no… I’m wondering if this is even something I need your forgiveness for in the first place…”
“What did you say?”
“Ah, nothing. Just talking to myself. I was cursing that bastard Inbeom to myself. And of course, I’ll be careful from now on.”
“……”
“……Hehe.”
Geon-woo let out a habitual, servile laugh. He also wanted to show the tail of his heart that would be wagging like a propeller.
“I’ll forgive you, but let’s shower first. Is it okay if we eat a bit later?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Wash up thoroughly. I’ll eat you before we have dinner.”
Mitchell went straight into the bedroom. As a result, Geon-woo’s eyes, left alone, trembled slightly.
***
“Am I losing?”
I thought I was the best at captivating people. But here I was, an expert in restraining and binding others to my will, being overwhelmed by Mitchell.
He said he was obsessed…
I didn’t particularly care when they said Mitchell was obsessed with me. I thought it was all for my benefit anyway. Why would I stop Mitchell if he wanted to cling to me himself?
But Mitchell was a person beyond the normal range, so he always chose to do things just like me. His thoughts were twisted just like mine.
Judging by the silly grin spreading across my face even as I was on the receiving end, it seems I didn’t entirely dislike it.
Mitchell deserved much of the credit for the progress in our relationship. While it’s true that I initiated the relationship, it was always Mitchell who blew things up.
It’s like I open the door with my master key, and Mitchell goes in and wrecks the place before coming out? We were quite a compatible pair of thieves. Thieves who deftly steal people’s hearts.
Instead, we have our own standards, so we only steal each other’s hearts without straying elsewhere. While there might be various kinds of feelings, what’s particularly important is that Mitchell only thinks of me, and I only think of Mitchell. The reason why we think of each other doesn’t matter.
So I’ve almost become Mitchell’s slave. Maybe I’m a hyena circling around Mitchell with a grin?
This is exactly the relationship I want. The more entangled I become with Mitchell, the closer my activities get to perfection, so we can never be apart. We were becoming a perfect pair.
I stood naked under the shower. While washing my hair under the pouring water, I still thought of Mitchell.
It felt like everything happening now was all for me. I liked it best when Mitchell acted like someone desperate to confine me. It seemed his loose affection deficiency had turned into obsession.
This is how scary obsession is!
I don’t know anything about that… Ugh, it’s scary, so scary.
“Hmm hmm.”
I hummed while lathering up the shower sponge. I washed every nook and cranny of my body and thought of Mitchell as I turned up the shower lever. Mitchell, full of obsession, felt like a guard dog prowling around me 24 hours a day. Of course, I’m also a well-trained guard dog, thinking only of Mitchell 24 hours a day to keep him by my side. Or maybe I’m a rabid dog…
I tied the bathrobe belt tightly and left the bathroom. When I stepped out of the door looking refreshed and confident, I ran into Mitchell.
An even more confident guy was standing in the middle of the living room. He was stretching, twisting his arms, completely naked.
His thick thing, which I couldn’t get used to no matter how many times I saw it, was floating slightly in the air. That thing is related to Mitchell’s mood.
Rather than being excited, it was like an alarm that only appeared when Mitchell was in a good mood.
Anyway, it was fortunate. I was relieved just by the fact that that bastard Inbeom hadn’t eaten away at Mitchell’s mood.
There are so many people who envy and are jealous of the close relationship between Mitchell and me, but I can handle them all. As long as Mitchell stays crazy like this, our relationship would last forever.
Just then, Mitchell, who had been looking me up and down, grinned.
“Shall we do it right away?”
“…Huh?”
What were we going to do?
I had become forgetful due to too many distracting thoughts. In the meantime, Mitchell walked towards me, and his lower part swayed in the air. Naturally, what we were going to do came to mind.
Ah, shit.
I had forgotten the most important thing.
