My Younger Sister Was My First Love - My Younger Sister Was My First Love chapter 71
71. I’ll wash it for you
Mr. Lee Seong-hak.
Ji-hee’s father and our mom’s new husband, a high-ranking executive at a large corporation.
I didn’t have enough information about Uncle.
At the same time, the methods to find out about him were extremely limited.
The only way to learn about Uncle was to ask Ji-hee, my younger sibling and his daughter.
Of course, I didn’t think Ji-hee would lie about it, but it was necessary to examine it from multiple angles.
Could Uncle really be that bad of a person? I couldn’t shake off my doubts.
If that were true, it would mean our mom’s judgment was trash.
Since I couldn’t even be by her side, my anxiety about our mom’s life abroad was growing.
11 pm.
As the promised time approached, my phone started ringing.
-Weeeeing
I swallowed my saliva and placed the phone on the table.
[Hello?]
After a brief rustling sound, the screen showed our mom’s bright face.
The Los Angeles sunshine seemed to shine brightly through the transmission.
[Joon-ho!]
[Yes, Mom.]
[What’s going on? You said you wanted to talk first?]
This call was unusual because I had initiated it.
In fact, I had sent a message saying I wanted to talk to her alone without Uncle.
[Ah, I just wanted to talk to you alone.]
[Hmm, why suddenly? Is something wrong?]
Looking at Mom’s expression on the screen, I wondered if I was worrying unnecessarily.
That was definitely not the face of a depressed person.
[No, I just wanted to talk to you.]
[Oh, you’re saying that? You’re too kind, our filial son. Very.]
[……Uh.]
Despite feeling hesitant, I had to bring up the topic.
[About Uncle.]
[Ji-hee’s dad?]
[Yes, Uncle… Does he treat Mom well?]
Mom’s face turned silly for a moment, and then she burst out laughing.
[Ahahaha, what’s with you, Joon-ho? Were you curious about how Mom and Uncle get along?]
[Ah, you might be curious. Even Mom, as a family member……]
I felt embarrassed.
It seemed like I was poking fun at someone who was doing well, making it even more embarrassing.
[Joon-ho.]
[Yes.]
[You’re really happy here, Mom.]
The camera angle shifted slightly with Mom’s gesture.
The screen showed a retro-style table and chair that seemed to have been seen before.
In the distance, the scenery of the lush green lawn could be seen through the window.
[If Joon-ho hadn’t said it was okay, I wouldn’t have even dreamed of getting such a favor.]
[No, it’s not a favor for a wife to follow her husband. It’s only natural.]
[As I always say, Mom, I’m grateful that you think I’m doing well.]
I didn’t want to think it was a lie, and it didn’t seem like one either.
If Mom was happy, that was all that mattered.
I could let my guard down and focus on my own life, and that was all I needed.
[Right?]
[Yes, so even if you’re worried about Mom, don’t worry.]
[What a relief.]
[And, Mom, ask me this: aren’t you really not dating anyone? You’ve been in school for a while now.]
Mom and I were alike.
We both hated making the other person worry, and that was a terrible feeling.
That’s why I had to lie again today.
[Um… I’ve been to a few meetings, but I don’t know…]
I scratched my head, looking puzzled.
[Hmm, our Joon-ho is so handsome, but it seems like the kids these days don’t have eyes for him.]
I guess only Mom thinks he’s handsome.
I nodded my head, as if acknowledging it, while refraining from making my usual sarcastic comment.
[I’ll tell you later.]
[I promise, Mom. I won’t surprise you like that later.]
Lately, it feels like there are a lot of people who want to make promises with me.
[Yes, I will.]
[Oh, and by the way, are you not dating anyone, Ji-hui?]
I flinched slightly at the unexpected question.
[Ji-hui?]
[You know, Ji-hui is so pretty. The guys wouldn’t just leave her alone.]
While I didn’t know about the guys around Ji-hui, it was true that Ji-hui didn’t leave me alone.
[For now, let’s assume it’s not happening.]
[You take care of yourself. If you start dating and get distracted, you won’t be able to focus.]
Mom’s one-sided lecture didn’t end there.
[You’re at an age where you should be having a lot of fun. You must want to play a lot. You and your friends around you have all gone to college, so you shouldn’t get caught up in bad temptations…… Right? Are you okay, Junho?]
I hung my head lower and lower.
My expression management was failing.
The more my mom talked about Jihee’s love life and lifestyle management, the more my insides twisted with discomfort.
[Oh. I think the bread I ate yesterday isn’t digesting well.]
Ahah.
I lied again.
[Oh no. Did you eat expired bread? You should check the expiration date and eat carefully.]
I successfully deflected my mom’s nagging points.
[Okay. Okay. I think I need to take a break, so I’ll call you again, Mom.]
[Alright. Let’s meet up with Jihee next time!]
[Yes. I’ll do that.]
[Do you know that Mom always loves you?]
I felt embarrassed by the cheesy words, but…
[Me too.]
The call ended like that.
I put my phone on the desk and was able to look straight ahead again.
“Yes. If I just do well, it’ll be fine.”
I murmured to myself like a mantra.
If I just do well.
If I just handle things well in Korea, our family won’t have any problems.
* * *
The act of waking up in the morning itself felt strangely tense.
7:30 am.
As I suddenly opened my eyes, I was already caught up in the notion of waking Jihee up with a kiss.
A kiss.
A very intense morning kiss.
Even though we had kissed several times, I still felt a significant burden from being the one to initiate it.
Of course, ignoring Jihee’s request and pretending it never happened was also an option.
But that was impossible.
If I forced her to wake up and then didn’t keep my promise, I didn’t know what kind of revenge she would take.
She might even go on strike and refuse to study!
Or maybe she would punish me with an even more intense physical response than a kiss!
So I decided to grant Jihee’s request and wake her up with a kiss.
Of course, it wasn’t that I disliked kissing Jihee.
The problem was…
Just imagining it made my body tremble.
The physical sensations I remembered were leaving a deeper impression than I thought.
I had to admit it.
Every time I touched Jihee, I got uncontrollably excited.
I was repeating the bad habit, knowing it wasn’t right, like a child addicted to mischief.
It’s not something you can do to your sibling.
I knew that too.
I thought about how ridiculous I must look to Jihee, muttering to myself like this.
But when I let go of my brakes, this moment became real.
I clenched my teeth, feeling frustrated.
I got out of bed and stood in front of Jihee’s door, clenching my fist.
The weak knocking sound continued.
Unlike yesterday, when she was just pretending to sleep, Jihee seemed to be really asleep today.
“…… Jihee-ya.”
There was no response, not even a twitch.
I slowly bent down and gazed at Jihee’s pale face, illuminated by the sunlight.
Her lips, which didn’t seem to be doing anything, had a faint pink color.
From now on, my mission was to bring my lips to those lips.
As I recalled the method my younger sibling had taught me, the embarrassing memory began to resurface, and I had to be conscious of it once again.
I had to make sure my lower body didn’t touch Jihee’s.
“Jihee.”
Confirming that there was still no response, I slowly leaned my upper body towards the bed.
Her face was getting closer.
Jihee, who was sleeping, looked truly defenseless and harmless, as if she wouldn’t even think of playing a trick on me.
–
I did it briefly, just like the failed attempt earlier.
Instead, I didn’t retreat and brought my lips to my younger sibling’s lips again.
The dry lips began to moisten.
When I was kissed, I didn’t know how to breathe, but now that I was doing it myself, I realized how nervous I was.
In fact, was I not breathing at all?
But it seemed like I did it for about 5 seconds, so I’ll stop here.
Just as I was about to pull away, the sound of the bed sheets rustling came, and Jihee’s arms began to wrap around my neck.
Before I could say anything, Jihee pressed her lips against mine even more strongly.
The dopamine rushing through my brain like a burst of excitement.
I forgot how to breathe again and had to receive my younger sibling’s tongue.
The saliva flowing between our open lips made a sticky sound.
As I felt my breathing getting faster, I suddenly became like a driver who slammed on the brakes, jerking my head up.
My body temperature had risen significantly.
Jihee’s face was also flushed bright red.
“…… Did you wake up properly today?”
Her voice was slightly sleepy, but there was a hint of affection in it.
“You told me to do this.”
“Yeah, it’s really good, isn’t it?”
Her eyes, half-closed, drew a crescent moon-like smile, and I couldn’t help but sigh in admiration once again.
Ah, she’s really pretty.
Unadorned and unassuming, Jihee showed me a figure that was infinitely close to my ideal type.
“Do you want to do it one more time?”
“No way.”
“Then, can we do it a bit longer tomorrow?”
As Jihee’s arm tried to wrap around my waist, I subtly created some distance and shook my head.
“……It’s fine.”
“Aww, don’t you have a ‘kip a day’ button or something? I want to do it one more time.”
“There’s no such thing, so I’m going to go prepare breakfast now.”
“Okay, I’ll be right out.”
After exiting Jihee’s room, I could still feel my heart pounding rapidly.
It was because I had thought, “What if I did a bit more?”
To calm my fluttering heart, I opened the refrigerator.
The cold air that wafted out was like a splash of cold water, snapping me back to reality.
Morning.
What should I do in the morning?
Seeing the carrots and potatoes, I thought I should make a curry.
Chop, chop, chop.
Chop, chop, chop.
As I neatly chopped the potatoes and carrots, a sense of peace settled in my heart.
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Indeed, this was the virtue of a clear-headed, rational action.
The fresh vegetables, still crisp, provided a strange sense of stability.
“What’s up? Are you making curry again today?”
“Ah!”
I, who hadn’t even sensed Jihee’s presence, was caught off guard.
“Oppa!”
Her voice was like a half-shriek.
I was so startled that I ended up comforting Jihee instead.
“What’s wrong? Ah, are you bleeding? You’re bleeding a lot, aren’t you? Just wait a bit. What’s wrong!”
As Jihee tried to bring her finger to her lips, I stopped her and turned on the sink water.
“Go get the bandages and ointment.”
“Is it okay?”
“It’s okay. It’s not that deep.”
I said that, but when I brought the wound under the water, I almost let out a scream of pain.
Wow, it really hurts?
I was on the verge of tears, but I assigned a task to my younger sibling and looked down at my finger.
The wound was quite deep.
It would take a while to fully recover, I thought.
Jihee, who had brought the first-aid kit, rummaged through it and applied the ointment herself.
“It’s going to hurt.”
“It’s okay, just do it.”
Every time Jihee’s index finger touched the wounded area, I felt a tingling sensation at the tip of my fingers.
“I’ll bandage it myself.”
Jihee carefully wrapped her index finger around mine, unwrapping the bandage.
“Sorry.”
Jihee looked so sorry that she hung her head low and kept touching my hand.
“It’s okay. I’ve done this a lot while cooking alone.”
“But this is because of me, right?”
“Then next time, make some noise and come over.”
It wasn’t like I could scold her harshly when she was apologizing so sincerely, even though it hurt.
Since the preparation of ingredients was almost done, we resumed cooking.
We put the ingredients in boiling water and added curry blocks, stirring them in.
I didn’t force Jihee to help me prepare the rice, even though she said she would.
About 30 minutes passed.
Two curry dishes were placed on the table.
“Is your hand okay?”
Jihee kept watching my hand as I ate, making me feel like she was taking care of me.
“It’s okay.”
“But you’re still trembling?”
“I can’t help it. It’s just a bit painful.”
“Do you want me to feed you?”
“You’re the one who got hurt, and it’s your left hand, right?”
Anyone would think my finger was cut off.
After finishing the meal, I tried to wash the dishes, but that’s when I became aware of the pain.
Ah, if water gets in here, it’s really going to hurt.
But what can you do? I thought, and took off my T-shirt.
-Dong dong dong-
I was about to take off my pants when I had to stop moving.
“Why? Why!”
The door burst open, and our teacher peeked in.
“Oppa, do you need help washing up?”
Before I could say anything, Jihee quickly stepped inside.
“I’ll help you wash! Let me!”
……What?