Chapter 127 – 127. That Person
I was curious and couldn’t help it.
Don’t you care what your brother and dad talked about?
I left the door slightly open because I wanted to talk to my mom and dad.
I didn’t know that such a story would come out.
She said she had no intention of giving birth to me.
It’s a bit of a shock
She was a little surprised, if not terribly shocked.
Still, pregnancy isn’t always planned, so I’m not particularly sad about it.
It just ⋯, felt more sorry for her mother.
As a daughter, she was always sorry ⋯,
I feel even worse because I think her mom went wrong with her dad because of me.
Oh really.
After all, you couldn’t concentrate on your studies.
Ha.
⋯ If I was fine, would there be any problems?
“Brother.”
“⋯Ah, uh. Why. Winter.”
12 o’clock is left in the middle of the night.
In fact, of course, I knew that my brother would come first.
Both of us were busy with exams this week so we couldn’t talk much, so I thought you’d come today.
“I came here because I was lonely.”
“Ah… Is that so?”
“Is it okay if I go in?”
“⋯ Oh. Come in.”
It’s dark, so I can’t see his expression, but I can see it clearly as long as he lifts the blanket.
Do you want to look good in my clothes?
I like to wear shorts, so I deliberately took off my pajamas.
You’ll know when you sleep together anyway.
You will feel the temperature.
I close the door and sneak into my favorite space.
“Brother.”
“Why.”
“⋯I just called.”
Ha⋯.
I am relieved.
Feel comfortable
I don’t even know why I became like this.
How did I come to wish for you like this?
It was just that I had a rational crush on my older brother.
⋯I know it’s already pretty weird at that point.
I mean, it wasn’t like this though.
Even if you think it’s fortunate that this happened.
“⋯ A little harder.”
“You broke your ribs.”
“Your chest is big, so it won’t break that much. ⋯Make it harder.”
As I was hugged by my brother, something inside my body was squirming and now my brain was stirring.
Happiness fills the whole body.
I’m weird, really.
Dependent? Not to that extent.
It’s love…
It is not biased toward either Platonic or Eros.
I think all emotions that can be embraced are combined.
“Ha… Ah… ⋯Brother.”
“I’m just calling you again, you.”
“No no. ⋯I sang it because I loved it.”
“⋯If you don’t have anything to say, go back and sleep.”
Sometimes it’s nice to be shy like this when you express your affection violently.
At the same time, he expresses his affection to me without even trying.
It seems like they don’t even try to hide their erotic love.
⋯ I wonder if mom and dad loved like this.
“Brother…”
“Why.”
I understand very well what your mother said earlier.
I’m afraid the other person will get tired of me.
I’m afraid I’ll get tired of it and throw it away.
That’s why I work hard following my brother.
I want to be loved by you for a long time.
Even if you can’t, 50.
It’s my own goal, goal.
“⋯Brother.”
“If you have something you want to say, do it quickly. Stop kidding.”
Of course, I didn’t come to my brother’s room without a purpose.
You mean you have to listen to your dad too?
I have to tell my mom what to do.
My dad bought me a house, so we have to share our opinions on where to find a house.
“There’s nothing I want to talk about… Nothing else.”
“What.”
“I want to sleep like today.”
But…
I didn’t want to bring that up right now.
“I set an alarm. Oh, I’ll put my phone by my bedside.”
“⋯Are you going to sleep?”
“Huh. Ah, brother. Just listen to me a little bit.”
“Body?”
“Because I want to hear your heartbeat… I want to hug you today.”
I just wanted to cuddle.
It seemed to be getting better these days, but today it seems to be difficult again.
There is no one to comfort me except my younger sister.
Because it’s not a matter of how her mother can help.
“⋯My heart is beating so fast.”
“Originally yes.”
It doesn’t matter if your arms are tingling under your brother’s body.
A body odor that always gives me dizziness.
A much stiffer body than mine.
A slow but loud heartbeat.
⋯And to the point where hugging like this makes it go a little faster.
Each and every one is good
“I’m throbbing too.”
Including the fact that he is an older brother.
After overhearing my mother and brother earlier, my confidence only grew stronger.
Even a good person like my mother has a hard time getting married, but how can a selfish kid like me do it?
The only thing that has a much stronger binding power than marriage is blood.
Even if you can break up or divorce, you can never break the bloodline.
The word ‘oppa’ has so much meaning that I am obsessed with it.
⋯This is what happened because oppa asked me to call him oppa.
As the two piled up together, the word changed.
“Pause my hair, brother.”
“⋯Did you have a hard day today?”
“Yes. No. ⋯ Oppa’s expression is not good. I thought it would be okay if I stroked my hair.”
My eyes are closed so I can’t see my face.
Even if you open your eyes, you probably won’t be able to see it as long as you’re hugging me like you’re suffocating.
Still⋯,
I could feel the warm feeling of the hand slowly parting my hair.
“⋯I’ll stroke oppa’s hair too.”
I felt sorry for my brother for nothing, so I reached out and stroked him on the head.
Pretty pointy hair maybe because it’s short.
However, it is not in bad condition as it is well maintained.
It would be nice if me and my brother could live like this all the time.
“How long will it be like this?”
“Until you feel better.”
“Then I will stop.”
When I stopped breaking my hair and heard my brother’s small laugh, I felt a little more at ease.
⋯ How can I make this person happier?
Always worried
There are many times when you are happy because of me…
Because there are many times when you have a hard time because of me.
“Brother.”
“Oh, winter.”
“Did you really say that your dad would buy you a house?”
“It’s almost like taking money… But it’s true anyway.”
No one in the world would want her mother, who raised her self with all her might, to hurt her.
Neither do I.
Loving my brother was something I couldn’t do.
Of course, I didn’t expect that my brother would fall in love with me… But it must be common between brother and sister.
I’m still young, my brother is young, and I’m not sure how to solve this.
Do your friends understand? Admit? They even condone it, but it’s not something worth consulting with them.
Isn’t Haneul unnie also a colleague with similar concerns, not an emotional trash can?
I’m sorry for just talking about us.
“The three of us want to look for a house together.”
“With Dad?”
“That’s what Daddy bought for us. I think I need to get close to my dad somehow.”
So, there is only him.
Someone who will protect me
Someone who will love me
Someone I will love
It’s like having only my older brother with whom I can spend the rest of my life.
“⋯You lied to Dad today saying you hated him so much.”
“It doesn’t matter because it’s true. ⋯ Still, I think we should become close.”
Who will come and make her mother happy ⋯,
Because there is only one father.
The debt we owe is huge.
A father who can’t say anything to us brother and sister.
“It’s hard for me to make my brother happy… Mom or Dad don’t know what to do.”
“⋯I’m having a hard time taking care of you alone.”
If you are that person who wants to get your home back,
“So, tell Dad.”
Can never betray us
“⋯Speak between us. Let’s ask them to do something, whether it’s a threat or something… Brother.”
Even if we say it outright… Daddy will never be able to kick us out.
Clearly.
“Brother. Let’s make an appointment next week and meet Dad together. ⋯ Let’s meet and talk then.”
“⋯I think you’ll fall over by grabbing the back of your neck.”
“Wouldn’t that be enough?”
“Or else you wouldn’t believe me. You think I’m joking.”
“Maybe if we kiss…”
“Then you will really fall.”
⋯I also have no intention of showing my embarrassing side in front of my dad.
A little bit of a kiss, so a hand clap would be enough.
Photo⋯, ah. The photo is not going to work anyway.
Even without that, there are plenty of ways to make people believe.
“Anyway, I want to tell Dad and ask him to ⋯resolve it.”
“⋯What does Dad do with this?”
“Daddy has a lot of money, so can’t we do something?”
Even if it’s hard to make a real nonsense, there are things that are realistic.
Even if I was a few years younger, I think there would have been many ways.
How do you go through such and such procedures after immigrating and becoming a new person?
Like finding someone similar to me and swapping fingerprints when making ID cards.
“Amman, can I be a father? It’s not like my dad has a lot of money like a conglomerate.”
Ah, not the way to seriously think about it now.
It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while.
Because I don’t want to abandon my brother’s blood relationship anymore.
I don’t want to dismiss this relationship, which is much stronger than marriage, as nothing.
“Still, as long as you live in the provinces or abroad…”
“I hate going abroad. You should see your mother often, though.”
“You don’t like Jeju Island or Japan either…?”
“⋯That’s enough, well. I’m leaving soon on a plane.”
In fact, it’s all pointless because it’s Jeju Island and Japan.
I have no intention of running away with my brother.
Wherever you go, as time goes by, you will surely doubt it.
Mom is a woman too.
There’s no way you’ll never know that I’m looking at you with those eyes.
Maybe sooner or later
“⋯Are you okay on Wednesday?”
“Huh.”
But even if I get caught, I don’t care.
Even if you know you crossed the line with your brother, it doesn’t matter as long as her mother is happy.
Even if you don’t know it, I hate to see her mom sad.
I just want all the people who care about me to be happy.
But I don’t have the strength to do that.
Helpless.
Same goes for my brother.
It’s a very difficult problem for us young siblings.
“I’ll call Dad. ⋯ Let’s meet and talk. Please do something.”
“Yes.”
An adult who doesn’t even remember seeing it.
Only that person
Method?
Solution?
I don’t know either, brother.
Wouldn’t Dad know?
If you don’t know, I’ll find out somehow, maybe.
Dad has a lot of money, he’s old, and he’s much older than us.
So…
It’s good if it’s just this one time.
Please allow me to call you Daddy from the bottom of my heart.
Dad.
