My Younger Sister Was My First Love

85. First Love as a Career

[No, our CEO Kim. Why do you pretend not to understand?]

[CEO, please, just this once!]

The sound of someone gulping was fortunately buried in the male lead’s lines from the speaker.

However, even after the movie started, Min-ju’s face was still facing me.

Is the sound too small?

Are they intentionally making that face?

[Uh]

[Then]

Even in the dimly lit room, I could precisely sense what word Minju had muttered.

I, trying to avoid answering, coughed awkwardly, pretending to focus on the movie.

I turned my head towards the screen, as if to say, “Look.”

No. It’s weird that we’re even going out now.

We’ve already paid for everything.

And the DVD room fee wasn’t as cheap as I thought it would be.

It’s not like couples usually go there, so we might as well pay an extra 10,000 won and go to a motel.

“What are we going to do?”

Minju’s index finger suddenly poked my waist.

“You said you wanted to watch a movie. What’s with the attitude?”

“Are you going to watch it with me until the end?”

“Okay.”

Our shoulders were almost touching, yet not quite.

It was around 10 minutes later that I started to feel the weight on her shoulder.

At first, I thought it was just a casual touch, but gradually, I sensed her head turning towards me.

When I glanced sideways, Minju’s hair was slowly sliding down my shoulder.

“Tired?”

“Not really?”

“But why is your hair like that?”

“I’m trying to make you remember my shampoo scent.”

Language has a magical function that revives forgotten memories.

As soon as Minju spoke, my nose quickly learned that this was her scent.

“It smells good!”

“You said that before, didn’t you?”

“Should I get it for your birthday?”

The mention of birthday reminded me of my own, which I had forgotten.

“Your birthday is coming up soon, isn’t it?”

My birthday is July 31st, the last day of July.

“If you get it for me, I’ll be grateful.”

“Okay. I’ll bundle it with something else and give it to you.”

The movie seemed to have become irrelevant.

Minju had placed her chin on my shoulder and was whispering softly into my ear.

Minju’s eyes were never fixed on the screen.

Maybe it’s because the racy scene hadn’t come on yet.

Why did she seem so uninterested?

As I was in this state, I couldn’t focus at all.

“It’s okay if you don’t give me anything else. Just get me shampoo.”

“You said you like your younger brother, right? You wouldn’t buy him shampoo as a birthday gift, would you?”

Ji-hui’s birthday is in December.

Exactly half a year was left.

It was a distant future event, so I hadn’t deeply thought about Ji-hui’s gift.

But if I bought him shampoo, I wouldn’t hear a good word from him.

“Let’s talk about birthday gifts later. Can we just focus on the movie for now?”

“I’m sorry, Jun-ho. I really came here to watch a movie.”

Min-ju’s fingers slowly and gently caressed my earlobe.

The sound of the waves crashing and the rustling of the speakers further reduced my concentration.

“What did you come here for, then?”

Min-ju’s palm moved from my ear to my forehead, and eventually covered my eyes.

“Yeah.”

“I came here because I wanted to do this with you. What did you come here for?”

“What do you mean by ‘do this’?”

“Can’t we have a casual conversation and do something like this?”

– Thud

The familiar pose became familiar again.

I knew this pose.

I had a similar memory of doing this with my younger brother in a similar situation.

The speaker played a sultry kissing sound.

Min-ju sat on my lap, covering her eyes.

“What are you doing? Get down quickly.”

“Just one test.”

“What’s that?”

“I’ll test if you really see me as a woman or not.”

I felt my waist tremble at this pose, wondering if it could prove the truth or falsehood of the proposition.

“Hmm, it seems like you’re reacting?”

“No, what you’re doing now is not a rational attraction, but a pure sexual desire.”

“Then I’ve come to the right place.”

Min-ju didn’t back down.

Instead, she buried her face in my neck, as if she was going to collapse.

“I think I can appeal to you more than Ji-hui can.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Jun-ho, a normal girlfriend is someone who can do this.”

Min-ju’s hand grasped my wrist and pulled it into her blouse.

“A girlfriend is someone who can do this without feeling any guilt.”

The soft, smooth skin of her inner arm spread through my fingers.

“If you hold hands with Ji-hui or touch him in public, wouldn’t you get criticized by others?”

His hand’s position gradually rose upward.

“Hey, you’re going to sleep with that guy, right? Don’t you think about your aunt? You’re not some foolish kid who doesn’t know what’s going on. You’re alone, going ‘Uh, what about our mom? How are we going to talk about this?’ while trembling with fear. Nobody says anything to me when I do this kind of thing. On the contrary, there are people who envy you.”

What is this?

This is the right temptation.

Clearly, the warning signs are there, but it’s hard to see Min-ju’s actions as such.

It’s like asking, “Do you guys play games every day and really go to Korea University?”

“When you’re with your lover, your mind should be at ease and happy. That’s normal, Joon-ho.”

Min-ju, who had been holding my hand, pulled it out of my clothes and looked me straight in the eye.

“Are you okay with this?”

Her tone was like a teacher checking on her students’ progress, and I felt like a student who hadn’t done their homework.

“It’s heavy. Put it down.”

“What, are you going to die? Really?”

The ‘it’s heavy’ excuse.

In reality, there was a more embarrassing reason hidden behind this phrase.

Min-ju was pretty.

Her skirt was also short.

If we were to disassemble the surface we were touching, it would definitely be underwear.

As soon as I thought of this, my body tried to adapt and change.

And I knew this was a very bad sign.

“Let’s stop.”

Min-ju’s upper body began to collapse at the end of the phrase.

As her upper body moved, her lower body naturally changed position as well, and I really had to close my eyes.

“You can’t say ‘it’s heavy’ to your girlfriend. Joon-ho.”

“No, you’re not my girlfriend.”

“Isn’t it better to be a normal guy who goes to the movies with his lover than a guy who goes to a DVD room with a girl who’s not his girlfriend?”

The screen was hard to see because of Min-ju, but on the screen, a highlight of the movie was playing.

As I listened to the sound coming from the speaker, I wondered if the actors were performing a similar act to the one we were doing right now.

My ears had been burning for a long time.

Aside from the simple physical stimulation, my brain was overflowing with dopamine.

The thought that this was wrong dominated my mind.

My younger sibling’s face appeared, accompanied by a sense of guilt and shame.

“Joon-ho.”

A faint breathing sound tickled my ear.

Our bodies, overlapping like a puzzle.

My hand naturally supported Min-ju’s waist.

I had been listening to the story one-sidedly, but now I had to take responsibility.

“Min-ju.”

“Yes.”

“What’s going on with you? Why are you doing this to me?”

What was Min-ju’s problem?

I wonder why he’s going this far for me, who rejected his confession once.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“What’s with you and Jihee?” he asked back.

Our conversation was going in parallel lines, without any understanding.

“What’s so great about her? Are you crazy to like your own sister that much? And yet, you’re still not giving in to me.”

The reason I liked Jihee.

It was true that I thought she was pretty back in middle school.

She was so cute that I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

But it wasn’t like that now.

My heart had grown to an extent that couldn’t be compared to back then.

The reasons I liked Jihee had also become too numerous to count.

“I just… can’t take my eyes off her.”

Was this an answer?

It seemed like a weak excuse, even to me.

But unlike my expectation that he would ridicule me, Min-ju nodded with a faint smile, as if she understood.

“I’m the same.”

“What do you mean?”

“I also can’t take my eyes off you.”

The intense eye contact continued.

The 1 hour and 30 minute runtime seemed like an eternity for us.

“So you’re working this hard, huh.”

Our faces drew closer.

Min-ju’s nose and the tip of my nose were about to touch.

“I really wanted to make my first kiss romantic.”

Her voice grew smaller.

Min-ju’s eyes slowly closed.

On the other hand, my pupils expanded even more.

The moment our lips touched.

Min-ju’s last words were like a magical spell that bound me to her.

This was Min-ju’s first kiss.

A first kiss not with her loving boyfriend, but with me, the guy who had rejected her.

I, who had protested to Jihee about our first kiss, decided to close my eyes for now.

A woman’s lips, not a sister’s, were new to me.

Min-ju’s kiss was undoubtedly that of a first-timer.

It was very awkward.

I couldn’t shake off the feeling that it was just a peck on the lips.

Was it right to leave things like this?

Compared to how boldly I brought it to this point, my body was immature to the extreme.

On the other hand, I somehow ended up being a career idol.

My body, trained by my experiences with Jihee, instinctively reached out to kiss Minju’s upper lip.

With my hand on her slender waist, we shared a fairly long kiss.

Minju, as if wanting to touch me, leaned in closer despite already being very close.

The tightly closed lips began to open, and our tongues, soaked in each other’s saliva, intertwined.

The awkward scene on the speaker was over, but our time was far from it.

Minju’s fingernails, tense to the point of pain, dug deeply into my back.

How long had it been like this?

“Ha… ha… ha…”

Minju’s lips had returned to their natural color, untainted by anything.

The sound of her breathing was rough.

“…Yeah.”

Minju was the first to break the silence.

Her face, flushed bright red from excitement or embarrassment, looked very complicated.

“Why are you so good at kissing?”