[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
Chapter 4: My wife's Woman
“Korn, are you finished?”
The screaming sound grew louder for the fifth time. After I took a shower super slowly, I finally came out of the bathroom as if I was afraid the tiles would hurt beneath my feet when I let the heavy water drip off. When Knock saw my intricate patterns of walking, he jumped to lock my neck, shaking me so hard that it felt like my head was about to detach.
“Are you teasing me? Hurry up! Stop pretending to be jealous! Otherwise, go find yourself a wife.”
I already have a wife, why should I find another one?
I just argued in my mind and looked at Knock for a while before wearing a shirt and jeans and then grabbing a hat and putting it on. It’s so hot outside. It’s like Knock is afraid that I will be delayed even more than this so he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the front door. I walked hesitantly, following his strength until we reached the ship, almost half an hour had passed. Now my phone and Knock’s phone won’t stop ringing, and of course, Yihwaa called me. As for Knock, the person who called him was probably Plernpleng.
“What?” I answered in a quiet voice.
(What’s with that face!!) Yihwaa suddenly answered, causing the hair on my head to stand up.
(Hey! Korn!! I’ve been standing at the floating market for an hour, but I still haven’t seen your face with Knock. Are you two swinging on a swing like crazy or something? It’s so hot. If my skin gets tanned and I can’t find a boyfriend, will you take responsibility and marry me?!)
Yihwaa complained endlessly, making me want to slam the phone down and let her complain. But I don’t want to be mean to her like that, she’s still my friend.
“Well, I was in a hurry but you expect me to hurry the boat bus driver?” I teased.
(Fine! But you haven’t a right to annoy me even for a bit!)
“No, I’m not planning to annoy you at all. Just going to pick you up...” I replied softly, hoping that Yihwaa would be merciful and stop scolding me, even for a moment. It’s not a big deal, but it’s not in my nature to annoy other people too much.
(Is it going to take much longer? Geez!) Yihwaa complained.
Women are the most difficult creatures to understand in this world (although maybe less so than that guy downstair). I just said I’m coming, and she’s still asking the same questions over and over again.
“Not much longer. Don’t worry.” I reassured her.
(You don’t have to say anything. I’m about to faint. Korn!) She scolded me again, and swore at me. I thought of her beautiful face when she’s angry, and couldn’t help but laugh. Before I realized, my eyes were looking at someone else, and when I looked, I saw Knock looking at me. Still, when I looked back, he quickly looked down at his phone as if he didn’t care.
...
“Have you eaten yet?” I asked Yihwaa.
(No!! How are you going to pay me back? Do you think I won’t get back at you if you do this to me? Stupid man!)
She cursed, causing me pain.
“Well, tell me what you want. I’ll treat you.” I said with a smile.
(Finally, I will be happy for once. Hurry up and come!)
As soon as she heard the agreement that I’ll treat her, Yihwaa calmed down. I reluctantly turned my face, looking at Knock’s phone. I saw him sliding it in and out of his pocket, in the same place. I wondered what he and Yihwaa were talking about that I secretly listened to...
Sigh!
“What are you doing?” I asked, making Knock startle.
“Nothing. I wasn’t doing anything.” He exited Facebook and put his phone in his pocket before turning his head to look ahead.
“Just thought you wanted to know what I was talking about with Yihwaa.” I smiled slightly.
“So, what are you talking about??” No playing around at all. As soon as I asked, he quickly asked back. It’s like he is the real Knock because if he said, “I don’t want to know.” I would just jump off the boat.
“And why are you listening? What do you think I’m talking about?” I raised my eyebrows at him.
“Here, I’m asking for real.” Knock nudged closer to me, until I could smell the faint scent of cologne from him. The kind of scent that could almost charm a woman, but I have to admit it has some influence on me. He hugged my neck and pulled close.
“You are flirting with Yihwaa, right?”
Why are you asking again...
“Why are you asking?” I asked back, “Or do you think it’s important?”
“Hey, it’s important! You’re my friend, right? You’re chasing after a girl and I have to know!” Knock said with a mischievous face. “So, huh? You like her.” Knock smiled widely.
“No, I don’t like Yihwaa. We’re not flirting.” I was a little disappointed that it just wanted to choose.
“So, you still don’t have a girlfriend?” He asked again.
“Um, I still don’t have a girlfriend, just a wife.”
“Hmmm, Korn, you are getting married and didn’t even introduce me to her. I already have Pleng, I told you.” He sneered provocatively.
“By ‘wife’ I mean you, too. You’re also part of it.” I retorted, and Knock’s face immediately fell.
“Heyyyyy, no way. Don’t say that, you scare the shit outta me, you know!” He pounced on me.
When will he stop thinking that I want to play with him again! Stupid idiot, stupid idiot.
“Here!” Knock suddenly sat back and pointed at me, “We haven’t settled our issues yet. You made me fight with Pleng, remember?”
“What did you fight about?” I asked, even though I didn’t care if they fought. It’s better if they break up entirely.
“It’s about how I came late to pick her up, that’s all.” Knock shrugged as if disheartened, and then at that moment the boat was parallel to the shore. I got off the boat swiftly, and Knock followed suit with a familiar ease. Once we paid the boat fare, I turned to speak to him with a calm voice.
“So I have to be happy while my wife’s woman suddenly appears like this, huh?”
“You should stop joking around.” Knock said and walked ahead, I couldn’t take it anymore so I grabbed his collar.
“Hey Knock!!” But before I could say anything, a clear voice sounded first.
“Knock!!” We both turned to look in the direction of the sound automatically. A beautiful girl with a sweet face greeted us with sweet eyes. She was standing there in a white sleeveless outfit, her long, neatly rolled hair cascading down her smooth back...
“Pleng!” Knock called out the name of the girl affectionately. I immediately knew that she was ‘Plernpleng’, Knock’s girlfriend. Knock carelessly walked past me to meet his girlfriend and left me standing alone behind.
It hurt...
While I was standing there in silence like a Korean drama protagonist who had been scolded, a piercing voice came from hell and my eardrums started to ache.
“Korn!! Help!”
Yihwaa rushed towards me, pushing through the crowd and ran over to me before hugging me tightly. She embraced me with such force that I staggered a few steps.
“I missed you so much! Where did my handsome Knock go?” Yihwaa looked around for Knock and when I looked at her, I saw Knock staring back at us at the same time, but when he saw me looking back, he quickly grabbed his girlfriend’s hand and made her walk towards us.
“Who is this?” Yihwaa asked in an unfriendly tone, hostility glinting in her beautiful sharp eyes. I shrugged my shoulders.
“Knock’s girlfriend, Plernpleng.”
As I was speaking, the two of them coincidentally walked towards us. Knock smiled at Yihwaa and said, “Hey, Batshit Girl.”
“Who’s batshit?! You dummy! Hmph, I missed my little Black Duck Liver so much, come here and let me hug you.” Yihwaa directly hugged Knock without caring about his girlfriend, who stood there dumbfounded, before she glanced at Plernpleng from head to toe and asked.
“Who’s this seemingly honest girl?”
Strong = =
“Crazy woman! This is my girlfriend, Plernpleng! Uh, Pleng. This is a good friend of mine, Yihwaa, and Korn. Pleng, don’t be mad at Yihwaa, she’s just joking.” Pleng smiled dryly for a moment before adjusting her facial expression and giving me and Yihwaa a friendly smile.
“It’s alright, I’m Pleng. Nice to meet you both, Korn and Yihwaa.” She smiled at me...
But I simply looked at her with a blank expression.
“Korn.” Knock looked at me as if he wanted me to smile or make a friendly gesture towards his girlfriend...but I didn’t care and brushed off Yihwaa’s hand.
“Let’s go. I’ll take you shopping right away.”
“Wow! Thank you so much!” Yihwaa hugged my waist immediately. So, I hugged her back, and we walked together, leaving Knock and his girlfriend behind. Why is that? This is my mouth. I won’t smile. Why should I...
Why should I have to smile at that girl!
It seems like my actions have made Knock suspicious. He walked between me and Yihwaa, making Yihwaa stumble and I had to quickly hold her arm because otherwise, what else? She would be splashing water everywhere.
“Knock! You walk around so freely! Why don’t you ride Korn’s neck instead?”
“What’s bothering you, Korn?” Knock asked me, but his eyes showed a hint of anger.
“I’m not bothered, I’m just too lazy to smile. My face is tired.” I replied with a calm face.
“That’s enough, let’s go.”
Simple-minded people believe easily.
Stupid!
Knock turned and held hands with his girlfriend, then pulled her towards him to walk, making it seem like they were a perfect couple. I wanted to kick him in the face. So annoying!
“What do you want? Just tell me. Korn is still a gentleman to you, Yihwaa. He wants to be a gentleman to himself too.” He laughed and held hands with Pleng.
“You’re crazy, Knock. You embarrass me.”
Damn it! Why is it so hot today?! And that person, coming to the crowded floating market. Annoying! Don’t you have somewhere else to go? Don’t you know it’s hot? You’ve never walked in a floating market before, huh? Can’t you just stand still? Ugh! I’m bored!
I felt annoyed inside. My face frowned and became increasingly annoyed.
“What’s wrong, Korn? You look troubled.” Yihwaa asked confusedly. “Do you want to buy some water? Are you hot?”
I didn’t answer, but I stared at Knock who was playing around with his girlfriend...
Boiling!
My blood is boiling!
It’s so hot!!!!
“Here!” Yihwaa couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled my arm down to look at her, before whispering with suspicion.
“Is that really Knock’s girlfriend?”
“Uh-huh.” I answered reluctantly.
“And what about you? What’s wrong with you? Do you like his girlfriend? Why are you staring at Knock like that...?” Yihwaa asked, before raising her eyes and pointing at my face.
“Or are you jealous of Knock...”
“No.” I denied. Not jealous!
Just boiling blood!!!
Annoying! That they keep holding hands...
Many people walked in and crowded around, causing me to be pushed closer to Knock. Pleng saw this and smiled at me. I decided to smile back. If I didn’t see her glaring eyes looking down at her hand held tightly by Knock, before looking at me and smiling again...
It was like a mocking smile...
“Hey, this bitch!” It seemed like Yihwaa noticed it at the perfect moment and spoke up. I quickly covered Yihwaa’s mouth with my hand.
“Shhh!”
“What’s up?” Knock turned around with a confused look on his face.
“Nothing. It’s just that someone bumped into Yihwaa and didn’t apologize, so I stopped her before she started an argument.” I spoke calmly before releasing my hand from Yihwaa’s mouth. Knock seemed to understand. He looked at the coconut water in his hand before offering it to me.
“Do you want some?”
“Of course. I have Opal Panisara as an idol already! She is amazing, talented in every way. I don’t like innocent women, what’s there for me?” Yihwaa sentence after my words sounded loud enough for Pleng to hear. Because I saw her flinch. Yihwaa was walking behind her, she couldn’t see Pleng’s face, but I was next to Knock, perfectly aligned with Pleng. He wasn’t surprised that I could see her expression.
“Hey, I bought Pad Thai.” Knock didn’t care about the surrounding situation at this moment. The only thing on his mind was the food. I saw him keep buying without stopping, until he had everything in his hand... He even sent it to me to hold.
“Can you help me hold some?”
“Hold it yourself.” I protested.
“You are here with me, right? Huh?” He grinned mischievously, causing me to push his head until his face looked ridiculous and I laughed.
“Well, help me hold some, otherwise, will you let me use a woman to carry things with a big guy like you around?” He pushed his elbow against my arm, so I reluctantly reached out to hold everything by myself, then the way we walked changed... I don’t know when I started walking with Yihwaa, with Pleng walking in front. Pleng seemed unwilling to walk in front of Yihwaa. She probably knew that Yihwaa didn’t like her, but Knock gave a good reason.
‘Me and Korn need to help each other carry things. It’s better if you walk in the front so you are in my line of sight.’
When he answered like that, Pleng blushed and Yihwaa looked wry faced. As for me...
I just wanted to kick Knock and make him fall into the water canal.
“Have you been thinking about this joke for a long time?” I asked when he bought a piece of meat and handed me another cup of water. Ah, so he wanted me to help carry things? You heard the news and bought it, I will carry it for you. How about I be the bell? It’s more suitable, and as for me, why should I carry your things?
“Women like to be coy and want men to see them as important. Look at me as an example, Korn. How can your girlfriend not fall in love with you? Ee-ee.”
“Hmm...” I mumbled under my breath.
“What?" He exclaimed excitedly. “I never tell anyone about my crushes, you know. But I thought you were special, so I told only you.”
Dub-dub... When I heard the words ‘special person’ from Knock’s mouth, I started feeling uneasy. My hands started trembling, and my face felt a bit off, even though I knew it shouldn’t affect me. I think I’m getting worse, right?
“You see it now, huh? That I mean well.” He smiled widely.
“Uh...” I answered softly.
“Huh? I saw you carrying things until you were sweating. Let me feed you a piece, you unruly baby, just one dumpling, no more!”
I rolled my eyes at him slightly. Even if I wanted to eat more, I know I will stop, I would hesitate! Knock handed me a piece of food right in front of my face, so I reluctantly brought my head down and used my spoon to take two dumplings.
“Hey! I said only one!” He cried out, “Korn, you’re the last one. Huh! Moody.” I chuckled a bit when I saw the not-so-serious annoyed expression on her dark-skinned face.
“Do you want to suck it out of my mouth? Huh??” I asked, laughing at Knock. He pointed his index finger at me.
“No thanks, Kornhol. If you don’t want to, there is no need to talk.”
He’s playing around, isn’t he? It’s annoying. I’m used to it.
I chewed on the piece of food continuously as we walked and looked at things endlessly, until Pleng turned to Knock and said, “Knock, help me choose a pair of bracelets. I want to wear them together.”
“Sure, sure.” Knock turned to hand me an empty snack bag, then ran off with the tail between his legs (?) to fiddle with his girlfriend. He hugged Pleng and helped her choose the bracelets in a very affectionate manner. He even ran his hand through her hair and brushed her face gently in a sweet and tender way.
“Where’s the trash bin?” I turned to ask Yihwaa.
“Hey, Korn.” Yihwaa narrowed her eyes at me, “Is this the time for you to come and ask about the trash bin? Damn! Look at you! You’re fake, pretending to be innocent, trying to get attention from Knock!”
Yihwaa complained. I just sighed and took a breath before walking back to stand by the side and wait for them to finish their shopping. Yihwaa herself moved to stand next to me and hugged her arms crossed on her chest.
“They’re dating.” I said curtly.
“But I think this girl is strange. She looks at you strangely!” Yihwaa blinked and glanced at Plernpleng’s fragile and delicate figure. She didn’t even blink, “It’s like she’s trying to keep you away from Knock!”
“Hey... crazy! I am friends with Knock.” I didn’t really care if Pleng didn’t like my face because I didn’t think she would think that much of me. Yihwaa sarcastically commented on my appearance.
“Really!” She sighed heavily before reaching into her handbag and taking out her iPhone.
I shrugged off her remark, no longer interested in her sarcastic comments, and turned to look at Knock’s back again. His broad shoulders were shaking, indicating that he was laughing. The expression on his face and his smile indicated how happy he was with this woman.
“Ugh!”
The sound of taking a picture made me turn my head to look at Yihwaa.
“Why are you taking a picture of me?”
“Oh, open your eyes and take a look.”
Yihwaa handed me her iPhone. I took it and was a little surprised. There was a picture that only showed me and Knock, deliberately excluding Pleng from the frame, showing only her shoulder beside him =_=.
What surprised me wasn’t that Pleng was cut out or that my face looked ugly in the picture. It was because...
“Look into your eyes. If I were to speak, I would have said that you are jealous. You look at Knock the way you would look at a lost puppy and want to know who the hell is the owner? Everyone must wonder after seeing your face! Pleng is just unsure and curious about you. If she were me, I would keep you away from Knock for my own good!”
!!!!
The sentence Yihwaa said made me speechless...
It was my own gaze which really revealed how much I was jealous towards anyone getting near Knock.
Chapter 5: The Second Night.
This trip to Amphawa was still wandering back and forth, just like before. Yihwaa would suddenly go and walk beside Knock, while I had no idea how to walk beside Knock's girlfriend, Knock only cared about eating and never thought of turning to look at the locals.
I kept a neutral face, even though I could see from the corner of my eye that Pleng was looking at me from afar. “Did you study in the same school as Knock?” Her clear voice made me turn to look at her. Pleng’s gaze seemed to be evaluating me, unsure and seemed to be assessing me.
“No, different school. I just used to go to the same highschool because we live in the same town as Knock.”
“So you’re not close with Knock, right?” She smiled innocently, as if implying that she didn’t want me and Knock to be ‘close’.
“I’m closer to him than you realize.” I spoke calmly, but it made Plernpleng’s face look wrong. She bit her lip and probably understood that I was too slow to catch up with her. So I didn’t say anything else.
“I love Knock so much. He is the first boyfriend that I am so serious about, and I am also very possessive about Knock a lot.” she said with a smile.
“Really...” I looked at her silently without thinking of saying anything. Meanwhile, Knock and Yihwaa were eating grilled pork without caring about us at all.
“Yes, of course, it’s a normal thing. I have to be jealous about Knock. Knock is my boyfriend. Wherever a woman is, she has to be jealous about her ‘boyfriend.’ That’s all.”
Pleng smiled sweetly. So I looked at Knock and replied with a calm voice.
“So what. If that’s the case... any man would care about his ‘wife’ just the same.”
“But... what do you mean?” I swear that I saw Pleng go silent for a moment. Her face turned pale.
“It means what I said. A smart woman like you looks clever and it should be easy to understand. I’m sure you understand what I’m talking about.” I smiled and didn’t say anything more to Pleng...
It seems like I was teasing her. Because she bit her lip tightly and moved away from me to stand next to Knock. She snubbed me.
“Knock, hold my hand.”
“Why are you shy? It's embarrassing.” Knock laughed, but he still held Pleng’s hand reluctantly. As for Yihwaa, she turned around and looked at me, walking alone, looking confused.
I smiled slightly.
I won’t make Pleng startled...
If she doesn’t come to confront me about Knock again.
Matters of the heart cannot be controlled.
Late at night, after we had tired ourselves out from hanging out, we hired a boat to have them take us home. It’s hard to believe that just a sentence I said to Plernpleng in the evening made her treat me like a stranger. She must be afraid that I’m a homosexual who likes her boyfriend. But before going back, Yihwaa made me lose interest in Plernpleng. It’s because she didn’t want to sleep at my place.
“Why? What problem do you have that you won’t sleep at my house?”
“I booked a hotel already. If you want me to go back to sleep at your place, it would seem like you’re acting strange. Goodbye then. I’m not an easy woman. If you want something, then say it.”
Yihwaa is ==.
“I don’t want you. I’m just worried about you. You’re a woman and you won’t know how to... how to live here all by yourself in a hotel.” I said.
“I’m fine, don’t worry about me. Tomorrow, will you take me out again? Okay?”
“Sure, if you have any problems, just call me, okay?”
“Hey! You keep ordering me until Knock is looking at you! Hurry up and get on the boat! And you, if something troublesome happens with Knock. No, not with his wife, you have to call me, okay?” Yihwaa raised her eyebrows and pointed them on Plernpleng, who now smiled at Knock who was about to board the boat.
“There will not be any problem at all, trust me. At least... not anytime soon.”
After successfully parting from Knock... I went to take a shower and change clothes, ready to go to bed. If I don’t hurry, I won’t be able to sleep. I’ve been feeling nervous all day because of Knock who made me feel different. I am not tired physically, but mentally, I can tell that it’s a mental fatigue by a lot!
But it seems like I am not in any luck because the sound of the ringtone screamed (?) in the middle of the night, irritating me.
The more so when I saw the number that called, the more irritated I became. It’s not the irritation of the phone call in the middle of the night but rather the reason I was more irritated was that I hate myself for being soft-hearted enough to answer the phone.
“What do you want, Knock.” I said in an irritated tone.
(Are you sleeping yet?) He sounded strangely quiet, so I had to lower my voice.
“Why?”
(Can I come find you?)
“Now?” I repeated the sound absentmindedly.
(Yes, now.) Knock’s voice sounded tense, making me catch my breath.
“Okay, but don’t swim over. Walk across the bridge. If I’m too lazy to come pick you up… swimming and you will end up sick again.” I warned with concern.
(Okay. Don’t come get me up, just wait in front of your house.)
The call ended. I got up from bed and went straight to the door. Then I opened the house and waited for him in the middle of the serene darkness. I could see small green lights of fireflies scattered throughout the trees. Fireflies are usually abundant in the Amphawa area during the rainy season. But this is the hot season, so it’s not surprising that there aren’t many to see.
Not long after, I saw the tall figure of Knock walking out of the darkness. He wore a dark-colored muscle shirt and dark-colored shorts, looking exhausted to the point where I couldn’t help but wonder. I didn’t ask anything, just opened the door for him to enter the house. He didn’t say anything either. He just walked into my bedroom as if it were his own home like that.
“What happened?” I asked and sat down next to him. I could see him opening a beer can that he took from my refrigerator without asking - -.
“Just for you and not me. Don’t you know that I’m the owner of this house, a tanned guy?” I asked.
“I am not in the mood to play around.” He had a grim expression on his face.
“So what’s the matter?” I asked directly, staring into Knock’s sharp, unblinking eyes, his prominent nose, intense eyebrows, and tightly pressed lips indicated that something was bothering him.
“I want to sleep here.” He said, raising his voice after staring at the beer can in his hand for a while.
“Why?” I asked with curiosity.
“Had an argument with Pleng.” Knock sighed lightly as he spoke, sounding tired.
“What is it about?” I asked, wanting to know more.
“A meaningless argument.” Knock’s face became more furious than before, “She asked me to choose between a friend and a girlfriend. Since I couldn’t choose, we fought, and she ended up sleeping alone in the room. Otherwise, we would have fought all night...” Although he spoke as if he didn’t care, Knock’s face showed concern for his girlfriend. He seemed like he had escaped for the sake of safety.
However, I still had some doubts.
Wondering why he chose to stay with me instead of his girlfriend. To avoid making his girlfriend think that he chose “me”, right?
“Yes, that’s how women are. Tomorrow will be better.”
“But Pleng has been upset about this since evening. I don’t like it.” Knock said tensely.
“Was she just asking casually?”
I assured him that it was okay, but deep down, I knew that Pleng had asked him about this. There was no other reason for her to be suspicious.
“What do you mean?” Knock tensed up, meaning he was really stressed.
“If it’s just asking casually, it won’t escalate into an argument.”
“Then if it was a real situation, who would you choose?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“You are not going to start this like Pleng. Otherwise, I might just jump into a canal.” Knock turned to face me, putting on a serious expression.
“I’m really asking. I want to know. If it were me and Pleng, who would you choose?”
I pleaded...
I asked him from a friend’s perspective, regardless of how he would answer. I had prepared myself. Even if he said he chose Pleng, I wouldn’t feel any better or worse than before.
That’s just how bad I felt at the moment.
“You are asking a silly question, I choose my friend!”
!!!!
“And don’t think I am saying this to make you feel better. I’m being honest. I’m not like you, Jen, Pai, or any other friends. I choose friends. I’ve been friends with you for ten years. I’ve known Pleng only two months. Okay, I’m serious about her and I’m not fooling around, but if I have to choose, I choose friends. You know my nature. I don’t abandon friends just because of a girl, unless that friend is after the girl I like. I’m not going to be angry to compete for a girl, but I feel hurt because I trusted the friend.”
This is the first time that Knock has spoken to me directly without any awkwardness. This is probably the reason why he doesn’t want to answer Pleng’s questions.
I myself don’t know if I consider Knock a friend or not, but I am ready to choose him if something happens the same way.
“When I called you, you were probably asleep." He asked and drank several bottles of beer.
“Yes, I have turned off the lights.”
“Then wait a moment.”
Knock said. He emptied the beer cans and accurately threw the empty cans into the corner trash bin.
“Sleep." He said calmly, and I could only close my eyes and lay down on the bed. Knock sneaked in and lied down close to me. I looked at his face.
“Do you know what it's called flirting? You're actually coming like this in my neighborhood.” I asked him directly, not joking.
“Kornhol.” Knock teased me, “If you can be a rich sugar daddy for Yihwaa you can be a sugar daddy for me too, right?”
Although he asked this way, his face was very annoying. So I grabbed his thick body and hugged him tightly, almost squeezing his bones.
“Yes, sugar baby!”
“Oh, it’s too tight. I can’t breathe!” When he complained, I let him go with a good push and moved to sleep far away to leave a gap.
“Why would you move far away?” Knock complained.
“And why would you move to someone with you being heavy like this? Do you want to combine bodies with me?” I asked him. Does he want to become my wife again, squeezing closer with me?
“I don’t want to combine bodies, but it’s just that I have nothing to hug and can’t sleep. So find a pillow next to you and give it to me.” He pouted deeply for me, but I only heard the words ‘nothing to hug’. So I pushed him almost immediately. He was close.
“I’m afraid you won’t be able to sleep, and I’ll get hot too. I’ll give it back after one night.” I said calmly, and Knock hugged me immediately. He even rubbed his legs against me.
This is a good pillow = =;;;
This pillow doesn’t really depend on anything!
He grabbed my chin and shook it left and right until my face swayed.
“Ah ... Kornhollll! What a weird man! Cute and ticklish!” He made a sound and even used his breath to blow on my neck.
Who said being stressed would kill you!
“Knock -_-.” I scolded him.
But the stubborn guy didn’t believe it, and continued to hum a song.
“I dreamt that I had naughty thoughts. I should take off my underwear immediately!” His words made me laugh uncontrollably. I reached out to grab his shirt and was about to take it off.
“You asshole, let me hurry up and fix it!”
“Hey, stop playing around, Korn! Don’t take off your pants!!!! It’s cold. No playing around!!! You keep playing like a child. Why take off your pants? You’re grown up already, dammit!” Knock triumphantly adjusted his pants, looking smug and arrogant. He probably thought I would give up. He probably didn’t think I would ‘go for it’. Well, I did!
“I don’t care!!!”
“You don’t care about anything?! Fine, just let it go then!!!” Knock yelled like a madman, and his words were so aggressive that it startled me.
Crash!
He kicked me with all his might, almost throwing me off the bed. But someone like me wouldn’t easily give in to him. I took advantage of the moment when Knock tried to escape from my bed. I held onto his foot firmly and pulled him back again, regardless of his dissatisfaction. Once I got up with him, I pinned his shoulders to the bed.
“Where do you think you’re running off to?”
“Asking me as if you are one of those five-hundred men who like trapping women in haystacks and having sex with them!” Knock snapped, his hair a mess from all the struggling. Yes, Knock and I were struggling against each other, our strength evenly matched. But if I had the upper hand like this, he wouldn’t be able to escape so easily. Because coincidentally, I was much heavier than him!
“Well, yes, I’ll definitely trap you here.”
“I was wrong to come here to ask you to sleep at your house.” Knock narrowed his eyes at me.
“It’s not like you thought wrong, but you like to act so pitiful in order to get me to take the initiative, right?” I spoke calmly, and Knock tried to provoke me again.
“Don’t provoke me too much, or you won’t survive...”
Right now...
And in the future, I guarantee that I won’t let you escape, Knock.
“What are you playing at, Korn? Just get off me, I’m asleep.” Knock threatened, “If you don’t get off me, I’ll punch you.”
His expression started to look serious. I wondered if he was really starting to feel sleepy.
“I won’t get off you. Because I won’t let you sleep.” I said directly. We’ve been teasing each other like this, playing with each other on this bed, and as for me, I won’t allow him to make me stop from going after him. No, I’m not a celibate monk, believe me.
“You won’t get off me, huh?”
Smack!!!
Ouch!
He punched and hit my left cheek heavily. Ouch.
It’s tickling me, really tickling me. I can’t stop laughing.
His punch was so heavy that it almost knocked me off, but I didn’t know how he would react if I punched him back. I didn’t want to do it. Even though I knew Knock didn’t care.
“Can you get off?”
Does he only know how to punch and kiss?
I’ll play the role of being kissed by him.
“So, you think I’ll let you sleep with me easily after that punch.” I grabbed his chin and pressed my lips against his lips, intertwining my tongue with his and passionately exploring each other’s mouths. The two men, each with their own feelings, were intoxicated by the passionate and heavy kiss. Knock exhaled and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues twirled and entwined, creating a sense of warmth and excitement throughout our bodies. Both of us, in a state of intoxication from the taste of the kiss mixed with the faint smell of cigarettes, were almost overwhelmed. Knock raised his hand and held my hair, inserting his hand under my shirt and caressing my chest.
The sound of Knock’s heavy breathing echoed.
And it was the same as before, even though he didn’t make any moaning sound, he only panted. I immediately slipped my hand under his shirt. My speed skills were such that I could lift the shirt above his chest in one go, then press my lips onto the Knock's neck instead.
“Stop it now!”
Suddenly!!
“Ouch!” I cried out as I was kicked and fell onto the bed before I could react. He looked at me angrily.
“I’m not drunk today! I’m going to sleep so none of that!”
He pulled the blanket to cover himself and turned his back to me. As for me, I took off my shirt and stood up with a smirk on my face.
You’re dreaming, if you think you’ll have a good sleep. With your meat on a tiger’s mouth. Even if the skin is tough to chew, I’ll eat it!
“Hey!” I heard Knock groaning when I pulled the blanket covering him off. He made a sizzling sound in his throat. I laughed.
“What’s wrong, are you feeling aroused?”
“And why are you fooling around this late at night? I thought...”
“It’s a ghost hand = =”
As soon as I said that, Knock suddenly sat up.
“Why are you scaring me like that! I've already prayed for the night.” He looked like he was scared and worried about something. So, I took the opportunity and sat down next to him.
“My mom always told me that there are... is a man here.” I whispered softly in Knock’s ear and blew air into his ear. Knock kicked his foot hard on my leg.
Ouch!!!
“You are still not shutting up?!!”
See, this is why I can make you even more scared. I can make you more scared by pretending to summon ghosts. But in my house, there are no scary ghosts, only probably ancestors lingering. There are no scary ghosts to be afraid of. Because this house has been passed down for many generations.
“You can stop talking now, Korn. I am really scared, huh?” Knock looked at me slyly.
“Then go back to your room and sleep, so you can be safe.” I pretended not to care and went back to sleep, but Knock tapped my shoulder.
“Turn back here, I’m scared of ghosts. You’re responsible for me, Korn. You’re the one who made me scared. If you didn’t speak, I wouldn’t have thought...”
Bang!
The sound of the window closing abruptly interrupted Knock’s loud screams.
“Aaaaaah!!!”
He jumped up and sat on my body, and said only one word. God’s above! It’s true that Knock is smaller than me but when he jumps up and lands on my body like this, I am winded out.
“Knock! Oh...you are heavy. Get off!”
“No, I won’t get off.”
Not only did he not get off, but he also moved closer until he pressed his body fully against mine!
If your crotch rubs against mine, don't blame me if you have a repeat of last night.
Knock was standing right in front of me. His black hair was messy, but he smelled nice. I saw that Knock was someone who acted strangely, but he was a man who preferred things that were the same, like drinking the same coffee, using the same shampoo, wearing the same shoes, bag, watch, or even brand of clothing. He was a man who was firm in what he believed in.
I moved closer and kissed the back of his neck.
!!!
Knock froze, as if he had forgotten about the ghost for a moment. He turned to me as if he wanted to say something, but as soon as our eyes met, he changed completely. He became quiet. I moved closer and held the corner of his mouth before speaking briefly but clearly.
“I want you.”
Knock widened his eyes as if I had said something extremely strange and shocking to his ear, but he didn’t have time to refuse. I pressed my lips onto Knock’s lips.
Knock’s lips are different from a woman’s. It was even similar to a man’s, like Pai’s (another friend in the group who had a younger boyfriend, Pai was a charming, sexy, cute, and playful gay guy). I thought if it was Pai, his lips would be soft, sweet, and seductive, with an evil charm, but the corner of Knock’s lips were like a faint smell of diluted cigarettes. The taste was overwhelming, but those lips still had their own charm. So enchanting and wicked that it made me kiss them passionately.
As the corners of his mouth began to widen, I could feel a rush of excitement from the kiss. I slid my tongue into his mouth, feeling the softness of his lips like a missing puzzle piece. I don’t know when it happened, but Knock was lying down on the bed. I slid my hand under his shirt and caressed his muscular body like a man. As I kissed him passionately, the heat between us grew.
My hand slowly moved downwards and eagerly pulled off his pants, revealing his hardened member. Knock was still groaning, but starting to respond.
His lower half was exposed, his shirt pushed up above his chest.
Knock was not thin waisted.
His skin was not white or pale.
It had a honey-colored complexion, smooth and indicating a good lineage.
His cheeks flushed, causing my heart to beat irregularly.
“No..." He spoke with strength, but his gestures were gentle. His thick hands were ready to push my shoulders away, but I moved my face down to his chest, capturing his soft nipples. Knock trembled. I sucked, kissed, licked, and nibbled, causing his fair skin to contrast against my tan complexion.
“Ah... Knock..." He whispered with shortness of breath, his handsome face shining. He bit his lip. When my other hand cupped his manhood filled with desire.
Knock’s groaning stopped.
When I moved my hand, he took a deep breath, his fingers tangled in my hair like his consciousness twitches uncontrollably. When I moved my lips down, kissed the other person's abdomen full of six-packs, dragged my tongue into the navel, sprinkled kisses all over Knock’s lower abdomen while moving my palms quickly.
“Ah, Korn...”
!!!!
I was almost petrified. When suddenly, he called my name...
Just a soft call.
Without saying anything explicit.
Just a soft breath and a call to my name. Knock squeezed my shoulders tightly. He took a deep breath. His face turned red, his teeth biting his lower lip. I had to move my hand forward to bring him to his destination unwillingly. My body craved him so much that it hurt.
Does he have this much influence over me?
I moved my hand faster, tightening my grip on Knock’s shaft making him grip my neck until I could clearly see his flushed face.
“Ah...”
I kissed down on his forehead and sweat formed.
Knock was sexy and had charm in bed.
He made me infatuated, even though there was nothing appealing about him...
Knock could handle himself and be a leader. He didn’t need anyone to take care of him. He’s a perfect man...
Before I made him disrupted his manliness by making him my wife.
“Call my name... again?”
I asked softly as the smaller body was struggling to reach his destination. Knock didn’t respond. He was just him. He suddenly paused and quickly called my name with a hoarse voice...
“Korn... Korn... Korn...”
That’s when I surrendered.
I kissed all over the neck of the other person, sucking and pulling until the marks appeared while the smaller body moved quickly and squeezed. Knock twitched before unleashing completely into my hands.
I pushed his body down onto the bed and lifted his hips higher. Knock flinched immediately, his eyes telling me that he knew that I was fully prepared to give him all of my shaft. After he kicked me off the bed just a few minutes ago.
“Damn you, Korn. Don’t insert your thing in me. I don't want that. Don’t, it hurts!!” Knock made a tense sound before it almost slapped me. Because I lightly kissed his hips.
“It won't hurt this time, believe me, it will rock your world.”
“Fuck!!!!” Knock complained. He wanted to escape, but I held his legs with all the strength I had, and I was bigger and stronger than him. If I really wanted to, just like a real man, there was no way he could escape, even if he struggles. He was at my mercy.
“No!! No oral. I don’t want it!” He shouted in the strongest tone that meant ‘oral sex’. That’s what it meant using the mouth for something like this.
I slowly inserted my fingers into the narrow passage of the other person’s body, playing with it until Knock’s body stiffened.
“It hurts!!”
“Knock...” I called his name as I slowly and calmly moved my fingers in and out, testing the limits of what I was about to do.
“What!” He spoke as if he was hurting, not allowing me to do something, but hom screaming and not letting me do anything, that’s his typical behavior, I knew.
“I have never done this to anyone before. I don’t do it to women, but I will do it to you.”
“Am I supposed to be grateful? You bastard!” He struggled, “Let me go! I don’t want it, Korn. If you do it, I'll get revenge back. I will definitely hit you, you asshole!”
“But I feel sorry for you. You won't take revenge.”
“Uhmm!”
Knock bites his teeth loudly as I lifted hips up before sliding my tongue deep into the warm, soft narrow passage of his. I used my tongue to explore and stimulate thoroughly, intensifying and speeding up the movements as desired. I notice that Knock’s legs are shaking, so I hold onto his hips firmly.
“You...fucking...Korn...”
The sound of cursing followed me instead of being the passionate moans I wanted to hear. The more he curses, the more I tease him by sliding my tongue deeper into his tight love tunnel, making him gasp and moan in response to the sensations.
“Stop...”
“You called my name in such a dirty way, and now you want me to stop?”
I speak in a husky voice while moving my tongue in and out forcefully. The more his body sucked my tongue, the more intense his body trembled and twitched mercilessly. I want to win.
“No...”
I have heard him grinding his teeth many times...
Are you almost losing control? Hmm?
The sound of kisses and swallowing merges with the biting sound of Korn’s teeth, still loud in the room. I intensify my tongue movements faster and Knock’s legs shake uncontrollably. If I didn’t hold him, he would collapse on the bed.
“Fine, you fucking bastard, I give in.” He said in a husky voice as I continued moving my tongue perfectly on his hot and moist hole.
“Call my name...”
I order him shortly while my tongue continues to do his job perfectly. Knock gasps as if he was about to suffocate.
“Korn...oh...Korn...Korn...”
He repeatedly called my name louder until his breathing became stronger, Knock’s body tenses up and then cummed again. I take advantage of his weakness and move my fingers to widen and prepare the narrow and wet passage, ready to engage in a fierce battle.
I skillfully position his body to lie down comfortably, then grab his legs and spread them wide, and concentrate on becoming one with the hot and soft technician multiple times. Many times, I pushed in and had to pull out because Knock was not ready and complained.
“Be gentle, damn it!!!”
“Ouch, it hurts!!”
“It hurts, you fucking Korn!!”
These sentences escaped from Knock multiple times before I could fully enter his body. He breathes heavily as if he had just run a hundred meters.
“You...do it like this...not good at all.” He murmurs vaguely.
“I am a bastard.”
I said honestly.
“It’s good that you know... Well... you bastard!” Knock cursed at me, but I pushed him back until he had to hit my head and curse.
Bastard!
“Ouch!” I complained.
“Not as much as I hurt.” Knock’s truly painful face made me hug his body close to him and knock him out.
“Knock...”
“...”
“I’m serious...”
“...”
“I know you understand what I mean...”
That’s all I said, and then I started moving my body slowly and gently. Knock pressed my shoulder tightly while our sweat soaked our bodies. I bit my lips and alternated between moaning in satisfaction and whispering in the ear. The wet and slippery passage squeezed and tightened on my shaft tightly. The quick movement became even faster.
“Ahahah.” Knock raised his head, he breathed heavily, his belly filled with our secretions, making it even more obscene.
I thrust myself in and out, more forcefully. Knock twisted his body, biting my lips until they bled. His face turned red, forehead damp with sweat. The more forcefully I hit his sensitive spot, the more happiness and lust Knock displayed.
And me? I want it to see his own face now, so it won’t wonder why I have to be rough with him.
He looks so good like this!
“Knock...Knock Knock...”
I whisper his name and bury myself in that warm and intense channel. Knock’s legs locked on my neck, almost choking my throat. I have to hold onto his legs and squeeze until his skin turns honey-colored with the mark of my hand.
“You... Korn...” He calls my name softly as his body twitches because I am pulling his body towards me, relentlessly craving it. He invites my body to swerve inside him without getting tired, craving for him with no boredom. Relentlessly, tirelessly, until it’s satisfied, until it hurts.
As much as we have experienced.
“Call my name again, tell me how you feel? Look at me...” I hold his chin so it can look into my eyes. “Look at me, Knock...”
As soon as I spoke like that, the initial tension of Knock gradually eased...
And that made my heart beat faster.
“Korn...” He agreed to call my name.
And it spoke words that kept me from leaving his body all night.
“It tingles, fuck!!!”
I woke up again at seven o’clock. Because of the painful sound of the person next to me, the clothes of my shirt and Knock were scattered across the room. Knock was lying face down on the bed, his waist disappeared under a thick blanket, with his face close to the pillow. Its thick, messy brows. He was confused all night long.
And I had to wipe it clean and take care of it after that love scene ended.
‘Korn, it hurts...’
‘Korn, I’m tired.’
And it was the reason that made me blush...
‘Your thing is so sticky...’
To be honest, I myself was acting crazy. I just kept looking at Knock while he was asleep. He was a handsome man, wasn’t it?...
I moved closer, before gently pressing my lips between his tangled brows...
Just like a blow dryer, helping to blow away the nightmares...