Gender Reversed Geum Taeyang - Chapter 53

Chapter 53 – Are We Strangers?

I once saw such a post on the internet.

About a guy who was… flirting? When a girl he was chatting with on KakaoTalk said she wasn’t feeling well, he bought medicine without being asked and went to her house.

The ending, and people’s reactions, were absolutely devastating, and it ended up being preserved forever on the internet*¹.

Ari did look quite unwell… but now that I’m actually standing in front of her house, I’m wondering if this is really okay.

Hmm. But there shouldn’t be much to worry about, right?

True… I can’t say I have no feelings for Ari, but I’m not someone who misunderstands this as flirting.

Since this is a gender-reversed world, it should feel somewhat different from that internet post.

Besides, this much should be fine between close friends.

I knocked on the door.

“Seol Ari! Open up!”

A shout worthy of an FBI agent about to catch a drug dealer.

For daring to deceive me and trying to endure pain alone, only terrible and frightening nursing awaits.

The door opens with a crashing sound.

“Yu, Yuhan! You’re here already?!”

Half-dried damp hair, clothes that looked hastily put on, a condition too neat for someone who’s supposed to be sick.

“Hey… did you shower because I was coming? Are you crazy?!”

I came to help someone who’s sick, but this makes the situation weird.

The usually serious Ari’s face shows confusion.

Usually, I find it cute when Ari shows various expressions, but this time it just feels vexing.

“Well, I just quickly washed my hair…”

“What’s there to be embarrassed about between us… when you’re not feeling well.”

“No! That’s not it…”

“What do you mean that’s not it.”

I thought about nagging her like Sehee would, but seeing that tired face just makes me worry more.

Her face turning red made her look quite unwell, so I decided to go inside for now.

Though I felt a bit hurt, wondering if I still made her uncomfortable.

I trust my nursing skills from my experience living alone.

Whether there’s awkwardness or discomfort.

That woman, once I start nursing her, she won’t be able to move an inch.

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Honestly, I was very flustered.

Not because Yuhan came to visit.

It was Yuhan’s outfit from earlier…

A white t-shirt with a stretched neckline.

Black soccer shorts showing his knees, instead of the long jeans he usually wears.

Old slippers worn with bare feet.

By any measure, these weren’t clothes for going out.

Even for Yuhan who doesn’t care much about clothes, for a man to come to my house in such attire.

I was flustered by how rushed he must have been to come here, and flustered by the unusually revealing clothes.

I had masturbated while fantasizing about Yuhan, created a misunderstanding, and because of that misunderstanding, Yuhan rushed to my house worried about me.

I’m such a pathetic person, yet Yuhan’s face only showed worry.

An overwhelming sense of guilt and self-loathing washes over me, almost impossible to bear with a sound mind.

-Whirring

The sound of a hair dryer echoes through the quiet house.

“Is it not too hot?”

“Um… it’s fine. I can just…”

“I won’t let you have your way today. Just think of me as your butler.”

The word ‘butler’ makes my thoughts drift to strange places again.

Every time Yuhan’s hands touch my neck, I can’t help but flinch, and I hate this body so much.

I need to clear my mind as much as possible. I might be able to endure now, but if I focus too much, the sexual desire I barely suppressed might rise again.

The national anthem. I read online that singing the national anthem helps in times like this.

How did the first verse start again…

“…ri? …Ari?”

I think I hear something…

“Master?”

“Huh?!”

“Pfft… I told you to think of me as a butler, but you only respond when I call you master?”

This is driving me crazy.

Despite his appearance, Yuhan is quite an innocent person.

He says such lines with a mischievous smile and curved eyes, but he probably doesn’t have any ulterior motives.

Earlier he even buried his nose in my hair asking what shampoo I use, and his stretched neckline kept showing his collarbone.

Is this what people call flirting?

“It’s all dry now. Wow… how do girls do this alone?”

“Ah… thanks…”

“Now let’s go to the bed. That room was the bedroom, right?”

“Huh?”

“What? You even showered because of me, now you need to lie down and rest.”

Bedroom?

Come to think of it, Yuhan thinks I’m sick.

He’s definitely going to make me lie down on the bed, why didn’t I anticipate this?

The bed is absolutely off-limits.

My traces… the wetness would still be there, and I haven’t even aired out the room.

Plus, the clothes Yuhan wore at my house that I used all night haven’t been cleaned up.

“I, I! Think the sofa would be fine…!”

“What nonsense… you push yourself too hard. You’ll only learn after getting seriously hurt. Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”

That’s rich coming from someone who got injured doing loading work in a male body.

Yuhan moves towards my closed bedroom.

I quickly run ahead and block the door with my body.

I raise my arms slightly forward to placate and persuade the bewildered Yuhan.

“Yuhan! So, you see… the bedroom right now…”

“What. Is it really messy? Hey, honestly between us, there’s nothing to hide, right? Or am I that uncomfortable for you?”

I’m saying “this is driving me crazy” quite often today.

In some ways, Yuhan is more comfortable than Junhyuk, and personally, I like him more than most other friends.

Yuhan is looking at me with an extremely hurt expression.

I understand my actions could cause misunderstandings, but… this can’t be helped…

“That’s a misunderstanding!”

“Hm… then that’s fine.”

Yuhan said that with a slight smile.

Then he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in tight.

“Right, what is there to hide between us. Let’s go in quickly.”

I was embraced with my arms still stretched forward.

And Yuhan, being quite tall, has a height difference with me.

So… my raised hands. Both palms.

They were completely pressed against Yuhan’s chest.

The stretched, thin t-shirt might as well not have been there.

Beyond my palms, I could feel Yuhan’s heartbeat. I could feel Yuhan’s warm body. I could feel his firm chest. I could feel two protrusions.

Yuhan grabbed my body and opened the door.

The pungent and sticky smell filling the room enveloped us both.

Normal thinking is impossible. It feels like my brain has stopped working.

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Hmm. Last time when I went to Ari’s family home, I had managed to stop the Geum Taeyang’s instinct.

I thought it would be easier next time since I’d done it once before…

Whether the Geum Taeyang’s instinct is also evolving or what, it’s not easy to control at all.

I’m a lifelong single.

Although I try to treat Ari like a same-sex friend, I mean I don’t have the courage to embrace someone of the opposite sex like this.

This is maddening. Moreover, heat started radiating from Ari’s hands that were touching my chest because she had her arms stretched out.

No choice. Quickly opening the door and getting her to lie down would be best.

The door opened smoothly without any sound, as expected of a nice house.

As I stepped into the room, an unfamiliar smell invaded my nostrils.

A pungent smell? Or not? I’m not sure. At least I know it’s a smell I’m experiencing for the first time.

Inside was literally a mess.

A dark room due to blackout curtains, suspiciously crumpled bedsheets and blankets, clothes mixed up chaotically in the open closet.

I thought she had a neat and tidy personality, but does she have this side too? Should I call it gap moe?

I didn’t think much of it, but I could understand why Ari wanted to hide her room.

“It’s no different from my room anyway.”

Actually, it’s very different, but I decided to respect Ari’s human rights.

I did force my way in, so this much courtesy is appropriate.

But.

“…!!”

The closer I got to the bed, the more fierce Ari’s resistance became.

“I’ll let go when we get to the bed! Just wait!”

A different appearance from usual. Somewhat deranged.

I wondered if my actions had crossed a line, but it didn’t seem related to that.

Just… she seemed to want to hide something.

And when I loosened my grip in surprise, the resisting Ari pushed me away.

I stepped on Ari’s pajama pants on the floor, and fell straight onto the bed.

There wasn’t a “thud!” sound.

If anything, it was closer to a -splat- sound.

The pajama pants felt strangely slippery for some reason.

More importantly, what’s this?

An unknown liquid got on my hand and arm as I fell sideways. My back feels a bit wet too.

The bed is wet.

When I rub my fingers together, there’s a slippery and sticky sensation, and silver threads form.

Sweat… maybe?

I looked at Ari while wiping the liquid off my arm with my hand.

Ari was looking at me with an expression like she’d lost her country.

Well, everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Though being pushed was surprising.

Honestly, the sweat…? soaked bed was more shocking, so I’d already forgotten about being pushed.

Her legs seeming to give out, Ari stumbles heavily towards me. With an expression full of guilt, embarrassment, and bewilderment.

She always tends to feel extremely guilty about things.

Does she think I’m going to get angry over this cute little accident?

I meant to greet Ari, who came close, with a playful smile.

‘Hey… were you working out? Practicing throws? Hehehe.’

Well.

I wanted to greet her with a playful smile.

If only my body hadn’t pulled Ari onto the bed.

If only I hadn’t arbitrarily mounted on top of pulled-down Ari.

Has the Geum Taeyang’s instinct ever shown this level of sudden acceleration? Is this because it resisted a bit last time?

A pose like I’ve pounced on Ari.

Even as I was being surprised, my body kept moving.

I brush back my hair with my hand.

In the process, the liquid slightly stuck to my face sparkles and shines.

I bring my face close to Ari’s. Very close.

Our noses touch. Our breaths mingle.

Damn. It’s not too late yet!

The prepared line!

‘Hey, were you working out…’

“Acting all innocent… but forcing me down on the bed…?”

?

“Hehehe… Did you want to pounce on me that badly?”

??

Well.

This is amazing.

(End of Chapter)

T.N. 1. I don’t know what he’s talking about. If any of you know, do let me know.