I’m Not That Obsessive

Chapter 34

“Really? You’re not joking?”

He was making laughing sounds, but he wasn’t laughing. Junman checked Seongju’s story several times. He prayed that Seongju would take back what he just said, promising not to get angry even if it was a joke at this point.

– Why would I joke? I said I’m coming. I asked the kids and they said it’s definitely okay. It’s good to save on accommodation costs by staying at Geon-woo’s house.

It wasn’t an empty promise to come visit LA.

“What about visas? It can take up to three months if you’re late?”

– Everyone who’s planning to come already has them. Seongtae and Eunju don’t have visas and don’t have time. That blonde one, what’s his name? Anyway, he’s out too. The rest can all come. Five in total.

“Ah…”

Junman couldn’t continue speaking.

– It might increase from there. Jina asked if she could bring a few more of her friends. Three more.

“So, eight in total?”

– Yeah. I saw them briefly, and Jina’s friends have killer bodies. Their faces are crazy beautiful too. We must bring them. Is that okay? You agree, right?

Junman closed his eyes tightly. He had escalated the situation, but he could still resolve it now. He could just say no. He should have refused, citing various circumstances, but his slimy pride simply wouldn’t bend.

“…Of course it’s okay. One of those girls is mine. I like new faces.”

– You bastard. The other guys are aiming for them too, we should play fair.

Seongju cackled and spewed some dirty talk.

“So we’re hanging out with girls we’ve never met before in LA? I’m so fucking excited. So when are you coming?”

– Around the 14th?

A week from now. Hearing the date, Junman’s heart finally started racing. However, he had no idea what to say to Geon-woo.

– You got permission from Geon-woo, right?

“I haven’t told him yet, but of course it’s okay. That guy follows whatever I say.”

Thinking about it, there shouldn’t be any problems. Geon-woo would be at Mitchell’s house the whole time. So what’s wrong with sharing this place with friends?

Junman tried to think it through. He figured Geon-woo wouldn’t be able to do anything if he made the excuse that his friends suddenly showed up.

“Don’t worry and just come. This place is like a complete villa. When would you guys ever get to use a place like this if not for me? You bastards are living it up thanks to me.”

– Yes sir! We trust in the great rich Bae Junman!

“Idiot, stop talking nonsense.”

After chatting amicably for a while longer, he hung up. Junman bowed his head and let out a long sigh. During the call, caught up in the mood, everything seemed possible, but after hanging up, the stark reality hit him.

He suddenly felt scared. This was something he hadn’t discussed with his brother at all.

Fuck it, I don’t care. Let whatever happens happen.

For the boastful Junman, there was no way out.

***

My eyelids were falling mercilessly. I was dying of sleepiness, but I was afraid of the consequences of sleeping next to Mitchell.

I had fallen into the trap I dug myself. I shouldn’t have said it was okay to do whatever to a sleeping person. Saying it was Mitchell’s fault for not waking up was clearly a mistake.

In this situation, I couldn’t fall asleep before Mitchell. It was impossible to predict what that guy would do to me.

“Hey Mitchell, aren’t you going to sleep?”

“You sleep first.”

Mitchell was working on his laptop, leaning against the headboard. Even though it was past 1 AM, he showed no signs of sleeping.

I can’t sleep in another room, and I can’t go to my house because Junman hyung is there. Sigh. Nothing works out.

The yellow sleep light disappeared and reappeared. Even if I painfully lifted my heavy eyelids, they came down again. They say humans can’t overcome nature and sleepiness.

After struggling for a while, I dozed off.

When I opened my eyes, surprisingly, it was morning. Mitchell wasn’t in the bed beside me.

“Huh…”

Contrary to my worries, nothing had happened.

…Or did it?

I blinked at the ceiling and slightly turned my head to the side. At that moment, something came into view. Maybe because I wasn’t fully awake, I couldn’t immediately identify what that black thing was.

That cloth-like thing was hanging in a frame. It looked familiar. As I was thinking that the luxury brand letters written on the waistband looked familiar, I suddenly sat up in bed and threw off the blanket.

“Shit. Mitchell…”

I wasn’t wearing anything below. Why on earth was the underwear I had slept in hanging in that frame?

Since I started staying at Mitchell’s house, I had been continuously wearing Mitchell’s new underwear. I left my own clothes alone and kept using Mitchell’s things. My initial promise not to touch Mitchell’s clothes had disappeared without a trace, and I kept taking out new ones, thinking it was all good.

Because of this, one might think that the framed item could be another pair of Mitchell’s underwear with the same brand, but that’s not possible. Who else could be the owner of that underwear other than me, who’s now wearing nothing!

“You’re up?”

Just then, Mitchell came out of the dressing room with a towel around his waist. Water dripped from his hair that wasn’t properly dried. He’s smiling. That bastard must have done something last night.

“What did you do?”

“What do you mean?”

“What did you do while I was sleeping!”

“What do you mean what did I do? I slept too.”

“Then what’s that?”

I pointed at the black briefs hanging in the frame.

“Oh, you took those off while sleeping. Said you were uncomfortable. I enjoyed the impromptu strip show.”

“Don’t lie!”

Mitchell just shrugged instead of answering.

“What did you do while I was sleeping!”

“Are you that curious? You did whatever you wanted while I was sleeping too. You said it was my fault for not waking up.”

“No, that’s not…”

“I’ve been really interested in filming lately. I’ve been taking all sorts of shots, wanting to capture something proper.”

“You, you! Did you film me naked? Again?”

“You’re naked, kicking off the blanket, even spreading your legs wide. How could I resist?”

“That’s a crime!”

“What are you talking about? I said it was hard to resist, I didn’t say I filmed your naked body, did I?”

Mitchell wiggled his eyebrows.

“If you can’t trust my words, why didn’t you stay awake?”

“…”

“Ah, my mouth feels gross. Is it because I ate that last night? Even brushing doesn’t seem to…”

“That? What’s ‘that’?”

Mitchell went back to the dressing room without answering. He could have just put on clothes after showering, but he purposely came out to rile me up. He must have been waiting for me to wake up. It was clear as day. That bastard seemed like he was born to torment me.

I quickly got up and took down the briefs hanging on the frame. After putting on underwear, I searched Mitchell’s phone. Finding it was easy, but I couldn’t open it due to the lock, so I immediately headed to the dressing room where Mitchell was.

Mitchell was buttoning up his shirt. The corners of his mouth rose beautifully when he saw me. His perfectly curved lips couldn’t be more annoying.

“Give me your hand.”

I boldly demanded him to unlock the phone. I thought he would refuse, but Mitchell willingly extended his hand. I don’t know what he’s planning. Thinking even his hand was like a sculpture, I watched the unlocking process.

“Is there anything?”

A vein popped on my forehead at Mitchell’s characteristic leisurely sarcasm. I can’t even hit him.

Suppressing my anger, I thoroughly searched his phone, but there were no videos or photos of me.

“Why can’t you trust my words? I didn’t film anything. I just watched a little strip show. You undressed well on your own.”

“…What about your other phone? You have another one, right?”

“That’s off-limits. What’s the point if we invade privacy?”

“Didn’t you agree to be completely open with me!”

“What have you opened up to me?”

“…”

“I’ve allowed everything you wanted. Right? Then you should open up everything to me too. Fair’s fair.”

When I asked him to hand over his other phone, Mitchell said something unexpected. Is there anyone more open than me? Let me touch you, take off your clothes, I’ve been slowly but steadily granting Mitchell’s requests, yet Mitchell told me to open up more.

“Is your obsession with your older brother over?”

“…Ah.”

I wondered what he meant, but this was it.

For a moment, I was at a loss for words.

Come to think of it, I had never told Mitchell my story in detail. Yet Mitchell had granted all of my outrageous requests.

He must have been curious about the reasons, but he let it slide until now. It was rare for him to ask so directly like this. How frustrated must Mitchell have been with me all this time?

At this point, I felt like I could tell Mitchell my story. It seemed like Mitchell wouldn’t be disgusted and leave even if I told him what kind of person I am.

It seems I’ve developed a tiny bit of trust in him. Ah, of course, I still can’t believe he didn’t film my naked body.

“You’re asking if I’m not obsessed with hyung anymore? I’m not. I’m not smart enough to divide my attention between two places. And it’s not obsession!”

“It’s confusing, so answer one question at a time.”

“…Sigh, fine. One at a time.”

“Did you love your brother?”