Strangers with Benefits (Minji and Yoohyeon)-Jiyoo

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In my twenty-six years, I have had three serious relationships of varying lengths. The first girl moved to another city, leaving me and a year and a half of relationship, and the next two were caught cheating. After that, I became much more picky. She did not seek to immediately start a relationship, but preferred to just spend time.

And when I met Minji, I knew almost immediately that she would break my heart.

But the moment I saw her name on the phone screen, my heart seemed to flutter. And I was finally convinced that I was in trouble.

The third meeting did not differ from the first two. As well as from all subsequent ones. I came, we fucked, I dumped back to my place. Minji, never tried to talk about anything, did not ask about anything, and did not even offer tea. Honestly, I tried to get at least some information out of her. Find out what she does, what her family is, her interests, at least something. But there was such an impenetrable wall and I stopped to ask her about those things.

And so, we regularly had sex, and I don't know anything about her. Minji does not allow me to approach her, and she herself is in no hurry to get to know me better.

And I would have thrown it all, but I cannot. She's stuck in my head and seems to be in my fucking heart. And sometimes I have such thoughts that I almost love her, but I also hate her. I am drawn to her with such force that I never tire of being amazed at this.

She breaks me, but only with her I feel whole. This stupid relationship is destroying me, but when she is with me, I feel like I'm living. This not normal. This is bad. And sometimes I wish she didn't call again. To send me away and throw me out of my life, because I myself am not able to do it.

My friends began to think that I either use drugs or work part-time at night. Because I often do not get enough sleep, on weekends at night I am never at home, and in general I "became thin as a mop, and I look strange."

But no one knows about her, except Bora.

We have been working together and have been friends for about five years, and sometimes it seems to me that only she understands me. She is my boss and friend at the same time.

And on my day off, this idiot began to ring me in the morning. After four missed calls, I could not stand it.

- Isn't it clear that if a person doesn't pick up the phone, then she doesn't want to talk to you? I growled without opening my eyes.

"My girl, you are my friend and comrade," she said confidently, ignoring my tone.

Even more than that, make them happy. I'm calling you to tell you that I will come to you in the evening. So don't plan anything. There will be beer, pizza.

- You're an idiot. Calling in the morning to inform you that you'll come in the evening ?! - I was indignant.

- So that you don't plan anything. Okay, I get it, you're still sleeping, so bye. Wait for me in the evening.

I, putting the phone under the pillow, continued to fill up my sleep.

At almost eight o'clock the doorbell rang, and I went to open it. Bora stood on the doorstep.

We drank beer and ate it hot delicious pizza.

Tell me better, what have you got there with this hot black hair girl? - a genuine interest appeared in the eyes of Bora.

- Nothing, - I shrugged, - all the same. Sex and nothing else.

- Isn't that great? I would be pleased.

- You only think about sex!

- No. Honestly - not all. It's just that until we meet "that one", we are not particularly concerned with relationships. Although you yourself know it. And judging by how indignant you are, your "only sex" does not suit you very much? - Bora concluded.

"I don't know, I'm just ..." I couldn't figure out how best to construct a sentence.

- Hey, I'm your friend, - said Bora, assuming a sitting position, - you can tell me absolutely everything.

- Yes, I do not know what to tell. It's just that sometimes I think this relationship is ... weird. They seem to devastate me, - I said and turned away.

Bora was silent for a few minutes, then cleared her throat and said quietly:

- You know, if something doesn't suit you, you don't have to put up with it. And you deserve much more than she gives you. Honestly, I'm ... not crazy about this whole story. No, if a beautiful and sexy girl offered me the hottest sex in my life, without requiring any obligations, I would be happy. But...

- What "but"? - I asked, as soon as the girl thought and paused.

"It's only if I didn't have any feelings for her.

"Um ... Do you think I have feelings for her?"

- Yooh, you are even more stupid than I thought if you think otherwise, in my opinion, this is obvious.

- But ... - I looked at the floor in confusion, - hell, I don't even know anything about her. How can you fall in love with something you don't know?

- But nevertheless, do you feel something for her? Bora asked in a serious voice.

- It's complicated. Sometimes I almost hate her. Her insolent grin, these arrogant statements ... But I know that I am always waiting for her to call.

- But is it worth all the suffering ?

.....

- Okay, do you need it at all? She smiled. - I mean, maybe it's just better to find a nice girl who will reciprocate you?

- Yeah, - I chuckled, - you speak as if it were so simple. It's like there's a sale of good girls somewhere who will reciprocate.

"But you're not even looking. You understand that this relationship is abnormal, but you do nothing to change something.

- When you got in touch with her ... I think she has a strange effect on you, - Bora shared in a rather sad voice.

- I do not know. Maybe you are right. In any case, I have been thinking for a long time that something needs to be changed. I mean our relationship with her.

- Oh really? And what?

-"I'm not going to tell you the details yet, but trust me, it'll change something." Only it is not yet clear in which direction.

I was grateful to Bora that she did not ask what I was up to. Not because she was not interested, but because she knew that I would tell everything myself when I was ready.