Chapter 30

As the lingering sensation momentarily paused, I urgently scratched his back. Wei Chen let out a soft laugh and pressed his body down. In a flurry, I found myself perched on top of him. At that moment, as he began to lift me from below, I trembled involuntarily and reached another climax.

“Ugh… Ah, ah, ah…!”

“Huh, ugh…”

I felt the member, full inside me, twitching and shooting out. His essence spread around my body, messily soaking everything within.

I remained seated on Wei Chen, tilting my head back, intermittently shuddering forward. An enormous wave of pleasure forced rapid gasps from me.

Gradually, my consciousness blurred, and my body swayed forward dramatically. His arm shot out quickly to catch me, pulling me into his embrace.

“…Dabi.”

“……”

“Dabi-ya.”

I sensed him calling my name with a hint of urgency, but I had no strength to respond. I let my consciousness drift away.

* * *

Maybe it was the accumulated exhaustion that had built up quietly, finally bursting after everything that had happened—because I only opened my eyes after sleeping so deeply that even my senses felt dulled.

I struggled to lift my swollen eyelids, relying on the sliver of light seeping through the cracked door to look around as I pushed myself upright.

I had no idea how long I’d slept. Even after sitting up, my body didn’t feel quite right, and my mind was hazy.

No matter how much I blinked, my vision stayed blurry, frustratingly so—I had to keep rubbing my eyes. That’s when I realized I wasn’t wearing my usual pajamas.

What the…

Why’s everything so loose? A giant question mark floated through my head. But before I could even begin figuring out how it happened, I threw back the covers.

…Bathroom.

I tried to get up, but before I could even plant my feet fully, I collapsed right back onto the blanket.

“Ah… ahh…”

And with that, my body slowly began to wake up.

The first thing that came was pain. A dull, numbing ache between my legs, my hips, and down my thighs—and on top of that, a pounding headache.

My chest ached, and my throat felt like I’d swallowed sand. I pressed my temples with both hands and buried my face in the blanket. A groan escaped me without even trying.

Without any sense of time, flashes of surreal scenes began to race through my head. Black feathers sprouting from the back of my hand in the lecture hall… me gasping like I was dying with my face buried in Wei Chen’s clothes. And then, and then…

“…Shit. Am I insane?”

It felt like all the blood in my body had drained out. The shock hit so hard, it momentarily erased the pain flooding through me. I hurriedly switched on the bedside lamp. Click—the light spilled over me, and I finally realized the loose clothes I had on were Wei Chen’s.

“Gasp.”

I clamped both hands over my mouth. No way. This is seriously the kind of absurd prank you’d see on a trashy hidden camera show.

I—I actually did something so indecent and wild with none other than Wei Chen? My sleeves slipped down to reveal my arms—covered in bite marks and hickeys. Horrified, I pulled up the shirt—my stomach, my chest, even down to my thighs and the tops of my feet were all covered in bruises and dark marks.

“…Maybe I should just disappear.”

I stared blankly toward the window with the curtains drawn.

The worst part… wasn’t that Wei Chen had seduced me—I was the one who had thrown myself at him. What made it even more unbearable was that last night… hadn’t been unpleasant. In fact, if I had to be honest…

“……”

That wide, warm chest. His soft kisses. The heat in his eyes, the intense way he moved. His cool hands brushing my sweat-drenched hair away… the way he held me while I writhed under him.

As I blankly retraced the memories, my face began to flush. The clearer the details became, the more embarrassment surged in.

“Ughhh!”

I hurled the poor pillow at the wall. But it barely made it past the bed and flopped to the floor with a weak thud.

While I was clutching my head in self-loathing, his voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

“It was just an accident. Nothing will change between us after tonight.”

“……”

Did he say that knowing I’d end up feeling like this?

It wasn’t a lie. My body wasn’t normal last night. The heat that had surged through me wasn’t just fever—it was a desperate craving. And the only one who could relieve it was Wei Chen. My body had known that instinctively.

“…God, this is insane.”

At that moment, faint voices drifted in from outside the bedroom.

“…reinforce it, and… handle it for me…”

Shit. That was Wei Chen’s voice. Accident or not, how the hell was I supposed to face him now?

I looked around frantically—then gave up and dove under the blanket.

Thump. I turned onto my side and pulled the covers over my head. Holding my breath, I waited. Wei Chen’s voice and footsteps slowly faded away.

Even after he was completely out of earshot, I didn’t budge from under the blanket for a long time.

* * *

P.M. 12:47

It wasn’t until the sun was directly overhead that I finally got up. Honestly, I wanted to just stay in bed all day… but I had a class at 2, and there was no way I could skip it.

I’d already skipped one yesterday. And it just had to be the professor who was super strict about attendance… Maybe I should stop by his office later to apologize. Sighing heavily, I dragged myself out of the bedroom.

It wasn’t like I was deliberately trying to walk quietly to avoid Wei Chen. It was just that every step made my body ache like I’d been in surgery. I moved like a patient with the world’s worst case of hemorrhoids.

Rubbing my aching back and sides, I finally reached the stairs.

“…Was it always this tall?”

The stairs I usually climbed without a second thought now looked like the impossible peak of Mount Doom. For a second, I felt like Frodo clutching the One Ring, climbing the cliffs of Mordor.

“Ugh… ngh…”

I wasn’t trying to be dramatic—it just hurt that much. Creak, creak. Even if I trained in weird interpretive dance for years, I don’t think I could recreate this naturally broken movement. Somehow, with that ridiculous wobble, I made it to the first floor.

Despite everything, I still peeked around to check if Wei Chen was home. I had no idea what I’d even say if we ran into each other.

Head pounding, I headed to the kitchen. I chugged a full glass of ice water, but the thirst just wouldn’t go away.

Maybe there’s something colder… I opened the freezer. Even though it had been weeks since I started staying at Wei Chen’s place, this was the first time I’d come into the kitchen alone.

Part of me hesitated—was it okay to rummage through his freezer like this? But another part of me just desperately wanted something cold to ease this misery.

Inside the neatly organized freezer, I spotted an unopened tub of ice cream.

Where the hell did this come from?

Wei Chen always felt like an old man—more the type to sip hot tea than eat something sweet like this. I didn’t think I’d ever seen him eat ice cream.

Most likely, the housekeeper had bought it.

I hesitated. Could I eat it? He probably wouldn’t anyway. And if I didn’t, it’d probably just go bad and get tossed.

“…This is for the environment.”

That settled it. I pulled it out.

I sat at the table and was just about to open the lid when—

“You feeling better now?”

Wei Chen suddenly appeared behind me, leaning in and swiping the spoon right from my hand.

“……!”

I froze, completely caught off guard. Wei Chen made a soft “Ah” sound, and instinctively, I opened my mouth. The cold ice cream slid in.

“Gotta close your mouth.”

I slowly turned my head, still chewing the ice cream in stunned silence. He wiped a bit from the corner of my lips with his thumb, then brought it to his own.

“Still hurting anywhere?”

Unlike me—disheveled and absolutely wrecked—he looked perfectly fine, even glowing. Honestly, he looked better than usual. It was hard to believe this was the same guy who’d had me writhing beneath him last night, soaked in sweat.

I swallowed the ice cream and nodded.

I could feel his eyes brushing over me, taking in my state.

“Going to school?”

“…Yeah.”

“You should rest.”

“I can’t… I already missed yesterday.”

“Not even the same class though.”

“Still. I can’t.”

Maybe realizing I wouldn’t budge, he gave up and scooped another spoonful of ice cream toward my mouth.

“That’s way too much.”