GIRLS ON TRACK || Ryeji

Chapter 82: Playing Cupid

Yeji's P.O.V

I stirred in Ryujin's embrace, nuzzling her chest with the tip of my nose as I listened to her soft snores. In a sense, the warmth of her body makes me feel cozy and snug, thus slowly lulling me back to sleep.

"Ryujin-ah- Oh my god!" Aunt Chaeyoung's exclamation woke us up with a start, causing us to jolt up in an abrupt manner. Horrified, her eyes bulged to the size of saucers as she scrutinized us, and Ryujin's hasty action of covering our bodies firmly with a blanket only seemed pale her complexion more. With brisk strides, she marched over to us, and I scooted closer to Ryujin, letting out a small whimper just like a scared puppy. The latter draped an arm around me protectively, while her other hand managed to hold the blanket still, and I clung onto her for my life. Shortly after Aunt Chaeyoung reached us, she didn't waste a milisecond to jerk the material out. As soon as the material was stolen from our grasp, she gasped with absolute shock, eyeballing us up and down in scrutiny, her visage turning ghastly as seconds passed by.

I looked down at myself and back at Ryujin; my shirt had been ripped down to my chest, and in the interim, hers is unbottoned until her finger-licking delicious abs are exposed— with purplish bite marks into the bargain. My appearance isn't any different from hers either since I'm covered with hickeys from head to toe; okay, this is a bit exaggerated.

"Did you... did you guys have-" Before the middle-aged lady could finish her question, her daughter quickly covered my ears.

"NO!" She jabbered, rather too loud, shaking her head vigorously to the extent that I was almost certain the action would decapitate her. "We didn't, I swear!"

"O-okay," her mom stammered, still looking flabbergasted, with her face heating up due to a mixture of embarrassment and shock— which greatly appalled me since anger isn't one of the emotions she's expressing. "B-breakfast's ready. Get down soon." Just like that, she exited the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. That's it? Not a single outburst or lecture?

"Phew... That was close." I heard Ryujin's muffled huff, her hands still compressing my ears.

"Why are you covering my ears?" I asked skeptically, and she started cupping my cheeks until my lips puckered.

"I don't want my Yeddeong to lose her innocence," she answered, pursing her lips adoringly, so I snorted and rolled my eyes to the back of my sockets.

"Innocence my butt. Look at all those things I did to you." I pointed at the hickeys on her, but she shook her head with a pout and made childish yet adorable whiney noises.

"You're still my innocent Yeddeong, aren't you?" She cooed, holding my gaze with her big, round eyes as she pinched my cheeks. Then, she showered my face with kisses and pecked my lips nonstop, inducing happy giggles from me.

"Alright, Shin Ryujin! You're showering in my room." Aunt Chaeyoung's voice boomed, making us jump out of our skin. I can even hear my heart beating in my ears. Next, Ryujin was dragged out of bed by her mom.

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After I took a bath in Ryujin's room and wore her comfy, oversized clothes, I swallowed my saliva while descending the stairs with timid steps, praying for my girlfriend's mom to spare my life. As soon as my feet hit the floor, regret surged through me like an electric shock, for not choosing to use her balcony as my escape route. In that way, I wouldn't need to face my supposed mother in law's wrath, and I would be able to see the sun for one more day— if she doesn't hunt me down at my own house.

"Yeddeong! Hehe. You look cute in my clothes." I flinched the moment Ryujin's cheerful voice rang from the back, then a pair of strong arms were wrapped around my chest, joined by a chin on the top of my head. I looked up to find Ryujin standing on the last two steps of the staircase, which explains why she's able to place her chin on my head. "Let's eat breakfast!"