And once again, Mia had sat right on top of my lap.
"...."
This bathtub was huge.
Spacious enough to easily fit five, maybe even six people without anyone brushing against each other.
Which only made her choice to settle right on my lap all the more deliberate.
Her ass rested snugly on my thighs, the warmth of her bare skin seeping into mine.
Soft, yet toned, a firm curve that pressed down with just enough weight to make my heart pound.
The faint scent of shampoo and warm water lingered between us, the quiet ripples of the tub the only sound.
Something similar had happened with Serena Noona, but now, with both of us naked, the sensation felt even more vivid.
"Uh, Mia?"
"What?"
Her reply was as cold as ever.
So icy it cut through the heat of the bathwater.
"…The tub's big enough. Do we really have to sit like this?"
"Why? Am I heavy?"
Every word she spat out was sharp.
"No, not at all. It's just… a little…"
I was desperately trying to suppress my hardening cock.
If it sprang up, things would get really bad.
…But I couldn't tell Mia that.
This was a burden I had to bear alone.
"Then it's fine."
Mia relaxed her body and leaned back against my chest.
Her wet skin clung to mine.
Why were women's bodies so soft everywhere?
"…Or do you just hate me that much?"
Her voice sounded slightly sulky, maybe even sad.
"What? No way I'd hate you."
"Then why won't you talk to me?"
"I, uh…"
I was at a loss.
I couldn't say it was because of what Noona told me.
I'd meant to come up with an excuse, but nothing came to mind.
"What is it? Why won't you talk? You ignore my texts. You don't say anything. You don't even smile. If I did something wrong, just tell me. Why won't you say anything?"
Her voice trembled, on the verge of tears.
I didn't know what to do.
"I'm sorry. It's not your fault. It's mine."
I scrambled to comfort her.
If only I could think of something clever to say in moments like this.
"Why is it your fault?"
"Well… I'm adopted, right?"
"…So what? Why bring that up now?"
"If we were real siblings, no one would care how close we were. But since we're not, if we're too close, some people might think it's weird."
Mia whipped her head toward me.
Her eyes were brimming with tears.
"Who cares what they think? What does it matter?!"
She wasn't wrong.
A normal person wouldn't care what others thought.
But Mia wasn't a normal person.
"You're an idol. Even if you do nothing wrong, some people will look for ways to tear you down."
"That's bullshit. I'd rather quit. I'll tell them tomorrow, I'm done."
Quit? Just like that? Her idol career?
Her sudden declaration left me stunned.
Whether she told her agency or posted it on SNS, once those words were out, there was no taking them back.
Even if she changed her mind later, the damage would be done.
"Wait, calm down, Mia. You can't just quit like that. What about the other members? What did they do wrong?"
"I don't care. None of it matters. What's the point of any of this?"
She sounded dead serious.
Was this because of me? Did I say something unnecessary?
I should've been more careful with my words.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I was wrong. So don't say you'll stop, okay?"
I raised the white flag.
The thought of Mia quitting because her feelings were hurt over me, that was something that should never happen, even if I died.
"...Really? You won't ignore me anymore?"
"Yeah. Really. I promise."
There was no other choice.
I had to be honest with Noona and beg for forgiveness.
"Then grant me three wishes."
"...Let me hear them first."