In the end, the rule I had set for myself was broken within a day.
I think it didn’t have too much of an impact on our relationship. We were still friends, still stuck together, and still living together.
…No, it’s not like there were no changes at all.
“Okay, Sara!”
After getting up in the morning, washing, and changing my clothes, Ha Neul stretches out her arms toward me, saying that before I leave the room.
“……”
As I gaze at Ha Neul, she spreads her arms even wider as if there’s no need for words.
“Haah.”
I let out a small sigh, feigning annoyance, then step into her embrace.
Ha Neul hugs me tightly with all her strength. To be honest, it felt a little uncomfortable physically.
But…
Well, yeah.
To be honest, I actually like this kind of hug.
It was her way of expressing just how much she liked me. Ha Neul liked me that much. I felt that affection radiating from her, and it made me feel good.
“……”
When I look up, Ha Neul is gazing down at me.
Her face is flushed, yet her expression is completely devoid of shyness. It’s reminiscent of that time in class when she had me sitting on her lap. When the switch is flipped, Ha Neul shows absolutely no embarrassment during affectionate moments.
Before I can even react, her face comes down.
Ch kiss.
Our lips brush softly. The sound of the chu suggests it might not just be a brief touch, but oh well, it doesn’t really matter.
After all, it’s a process I have to go through to hug Ha Neul.
Right, if it’s to ‘hug’ her…
To be honest, I’m a little hesitant.
I’m definitely an individual with a proper sense of self, a free spirit that belongs to no one, but before I knew it, my daily life had been overrun like this.
If Ha Neul wasn’t there making contact with me every day, I’d feel a bit uneasy. Even if I told her not to, if she stayed away from me for too long, I’d worry that she might grow to dislike me.
So, I want to hug her. But saying it out loud feels slightly off. That’s why I’m thankful for Ha Neul taking the initiative to hug me first. But still, I don’t want to show too much gratitude.
Thus, the only reaction I could muster is this tsundere-like response.
But it seems Ha Neul isn’t paying much attention to that. And honestly, I appreciated that.
After a while of enjoying Ha Neul’s warmth, Sohee is next to her, already with her arms wide open, waiting.
“……”
I deliberately show a slightly dumbfounded expression towards Sohee. But she seems to know it’s ‘on purpose,’ looking down at me with even more confidence.
Yeah. She definitely looks down at me.
Of course, Ha Neul is also taller than me. But the height difference isn’t so significant that I could just snuggle right into her arms. Standing face-to-face, I only need to look up slightly.
But Sohee? Oh, she’s ‘definitely’ taller than me.
If we were to measure, it’s probably a little more than a head taller.
If Sohee decided to wrap me in her arms, it would be a done deal.
And she always does just that. She seems to be well aware of that fact.
I slowly moved into Sohee’s embrace.
Her hugs have been evolving little by little over time.
If you were to ask how they’ve evolved… well, there was a time when I thought my bones might be crushed when she first hugged me. Ha Neul always hugs me tightly too, but Sohee has a physically stronger grip than Ha Neul.
She wrapped her hands around the back of my head and buried my face into her chest, making it honestly hard to breathe.
But over time, her hugging has softened a bit.
As she gained experience, her touches began to feel less about merely wanting my body and more like treating something precious with care.
And surprisingly, Sohee’s body is soft too.
Of course, Ha Neul’s body is also soft. The skin and every part of her that gently touches mine provide sensations so marvelous that I could never forget them.
But Sohee’s situation is slightly different.
To put it another way, she’s definitely taller than me. And her body shape also varies in ‘more pronounced’ ways.
So, with that height and figure combined, I find myself sinking deep into Sohee’s soft embrace.
Swish, her hand moved gently.
I can feel her fingers weaving through my hair.
Starting from the top of my head, they glide over the back and caress my nape. The ticklish sensation makes me shiver slightly, but I don’t want to escape from this soft prison.
Her hands lower, tenderly tracing down my back. This is the first time I realized how sensitive a person’s back can be.
Her fingers travel down my spine and stop around my waist.
With just a bit of gentle pressure, she pulls me closer to her.
My stomach presses against hers. My chest is compressed against Sohee’s soft bosom.
As I lift my head to take a breath—
And, unsurprisingly, Sohee’s smiling face is waiting for me.
Ch kiss.
Another soft kiss.
Our lips touch for a moment before parting, lingering a little, before falling apart shortly after.
I could feel a hint of longing in my eyes, but Sohee soon let go of me. Naturally, someone was waiting for the final turn.
And the last turn belongs to Sua.
Hugging Sua is clearly different from hugging the other two.
She’s just a little shorter than me. When facing each other, I only need to glance down a bit.
Sua stands there with her arms crossed and looks up at me with wide eyes. The soft blush on her face is adorable.
Perhaps it’s because her skin is exceptionally fair. Sua’s face turned red quickly, and as she imagined what was about to happen, she radiated a peculiar atmosphere.
Like the two before her, Sua waits quietly.
But unlike the other two, she doesn’t wait with her arms outstretched.
Sua waits for me to open my arms.
Maybe she saved the last turn for this very moment. If she had approached like the others from the start, I might have hesitated a bit, but after hugging the two and even kissing them, I couldn’t just leave Sua hanging.
I couldn’t help but smile resignedly.
But even so, my face felt just as hot.
Slowly, albeit hesitantly, I opened my arms.
Sua took little steps toward me, bit by bit.
Thump.
Finally, she brought her forehead to my chest.
Her position, leaning forward like that, was a bit awkward for a hug. It seemed to show just how bashful she felt.
I slowly closed my arms, wrapping them around her back and waist.
As I gently tightened my embrace, Sua’s body gradually pressed closer to me. Her face inched up, soon filling my view.
Before I knew it, our faces were aligned, staring at each other.
Sua’s clear blue eyes gazed up at me.
I’ve never been there, but I once watched a documentary about some coral islands abroad. It was crystal-clear water, revealing vibrant natural-colored corals endlessly sprawling beneath the waves.
Sua’s clear eyes reminded me of that scene.
Maybe it’s because of how blue and clear her eyes are. Her big eyes and the vivid iris surrounding her pupils spark memories of gentle waves lapping at a serene ocean, highlighted with faint orange details.
Like someone crafted eyes as delicate as glass beads.
Those eyes slowly flutter shut.
With her eyes closed, Sua leaned slightly closer to me. Although she’s shorter, I felt the undeniable curves of her body, clearer than Ha Neul’s.
Sua slightly pouted her lips, but even that didn’t look unattractive.
“……”
I quietly stared at her and gulped.
This means she’s basically asking me to make a move.
After a short moment of hesitation, I gradually lowered my head.
Faintly, without any sound, our lips touched.
I didn’t intend for it to last long.
But apparently, Sua had other plans.
Before I could pull away, Sua’s arms rose up to wrap around my neck.
In the end, I found myself in a position where I could do nothing, our lips still pressed together.
We stayed like that for a while.
I’m not sure how long I stayed attached to Sua. Perhaps I remained there as long as she desired.
…This was just another morning routine I’d been experiencing lately.
We’re in a gray zone, more than friends but less than lovers, but still I thought this was a happy little daily life.
