"Dammit," I hissed under my breath, my fingers roughly through my hair in frustration, and my other hand scrolling furiously on my phone.
I was disappointed but not as much as I was irritated.
Why did he block me?
Not only that, I couldn't even find him in the app, no matter how many new accounts I created. It's like he's deleted himself from the app completely.
But why, though?
"I was sure I gave him the sex of his life. I was even expecting him to come back for more but he blatantly blocked me. Did he not like it or did I go too far?"
Just asking myself these questions wouldn't give me answers.
I kinda liked the little cute thing. He was definitely like a bunny. So very my type.
If I could, I'd have him for as long as I want. There's no getting tired of that cute expression when he's crying out broken moans while being messed up from behind.
I licked my lips, not getting enough of the thought that eroded my everyday thinking.
I didn't think he'd leave such a lasting impression of me. And he made me go multiple rounds, more than I usually do.
I mean, with a face like that, there was no way I could control myself.
But I frowned, wondering if I was the only one satisfied in the end. It did look like I satisfied him completely, filled him till there was no space left in him to pour my cum but... Could he not handle it?
"Fuck it!" I cussed, putting a cigarette butt in my mouth and flicking a light over it.
Ever since that day, I haven't been able to find anyone as cute and adorable. I've met a few of them, but I can only go two rounds at most with them.
I can't feel it as much as I felt it that day and I think it's a problem.
'Should I just use my connections to find him?' I wondered, puffing out smoke from my lips while my eyes lazily wandered the dark sky.
If I did use my connections, I'd find him in less than a day. But then what? Would I approach him?
But with how he ran away from me, it doesn't seem like he wants me getting close.
Then, should I tempt him?
I was a master at luring the innocent with sweet words but that's not fun. Let's just...
My attention was caught by the beeping of my watch, and I looked at it.
"For fucks sake," I spat the cigarette out of my mouth, my face toasted in annoyance. "My break's not even over yet and they want me back already."
My job... Is not an easy one. And it's not a common one either. It's one of the reasons why I can't just settle down.
I mean, I'm still young and there's no rushing it but if I want to have a family in the future, have a cute Bunny lying next to me each time I wake up, watching them prepare breakfast with nothing but an apron on and me wondering if to eat them first or the meal they prepared... If I wanted to have a life like that then I'd better quit my job soon.
'Maybe next year.' I thought, striding away. 'Next year, I'll definitely retire, haha.'
The department gathering.
I wasn't sure why I agreed to come. I usually don't even think twice before rejecting the invitation.
Maybe it was because Duck-Hwan looked like he wouldn't leave me alone until I did. Or maybe… maybe I was tired of hiding away with my own thoughts that always circled back to Mike.
I needed some sort of distraction, I thought to myself.
Maybe if I drank, which I normally wouldn't do, then I would, for a moment, forget about the sensations swirling in my body.
Also, I was abnormally curious what was going to happen, for them to send Duck-Hwan in person to invite me. He was a Sunbae, for crying out loud.
And it wasn't like I was a freshman or anything.
I was already in my third year.
The restaurant was bustling with students, and a little stuffy from tej grilled meats on the pans.
Laughter and chatter were bouncing off every corner, and I sighed.
Was this enough to distract me? I wondered and went to sit in a corner where there were a few familiar faces.
It looked like it was the entire Economic department was present. From the freshmen to the final year.
I was sure the top floor was also fully packed since economics students, even if this wasn't all of us, were quite a bunch.
I sighed. I couldn't even join the conversation of my fellow course mates, even when they were discussing a well-known topic.
I was like a loner.
And worst of all, no matter how many faces I looked at, I only saw his. That sharp jawline, those hands gripping my waist, his breath hot against my ear.
I dug my nails into my palm under the table.
"Stop," I mouthed to myself, worried that this was turning into something else and I was going insane.
But my body didn't listen. It never did. Not since that night.
"Kim Ha-Joon-ssi, you're really quiet, huh?" Duck-Hwan asked and I raised my head, turning to my side to find him sitting right next to me.
When did he get here?
I looked at my coursemates who had been chatting away, but they had given way, as if it was a known rule that once a Sunbae sits next to you, you have to stand up and give them space.
Where would they even go in a crowded place like this?
I sighed, my hand on my forehead.
But then, Duck-Hwan leaned toward me with a playful smirk, his shoulder brushing mine.
"You always look like you're lost in thought. Makes me want to know what you're thinking about."
It's none of your business though.
I forced a small smile and said,
"It's nothing."
If only it were nothing. If only it weren't about a man whom I may never get to see again.
"Then let me guess," Duck-Hwan tilted his head, his eyes studying me and his lips spreading in a knowing grin. "A crush?"