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◈ My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend Is Too Pretty ◈

Chapter 83: 33. Sweet Cohabitation with My Platinum-Blonde Girlfriend

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Three full days alone with Elli.

Morning, noon, evening, night, early dawn... with no regard for the passing hours, no thought spared for anything else.

We didn't take a single call from anyone. Not that anyone reached out, really. Our close friends all knew exactly what the days right after we moved in together would look like.

We just carved each other in.

Me into Elli, Elli into me.

We gave each other our firsts, and received each other's firsts.

I can't describe how happy it made me to pour all that overflowing love into her. Or how happy it made me when Elli poured hers right back with her whole body.

After those days filled to the brim with that kind of joy.

Morning came again.

The early hours, with light seeping in past the curtains.

"......"

My arms felt empty. I noticed the warmth Elli's body had been giving me was gone.

Right in the middle of it once, Elli had told me she'd kill me if she woke up and I wasn't beside her. But as it turned out, every time I woke up, she was the one who'd slipped away and left me with that hollow feeling. Not that I was actually upset about it.

A little wistful, maybe, but the day before, and the day before that.

Every time I opened my eyes and she wasn't there, it was because she'd gone to cook for me.

Mom's cooking back at the family home had always been delicious, and I was sorry to admit it, but I honestly preferred Elli's touch in the kitchen. Beyond the taste itself, there was something in knowing the food carried her feelings for me, a bonus that nothing else could match.

So the double standard she applied to herself but refused to apply to me, I had no choice but to accept.

"Haaah..."

I yawned and climbed out of bed. I was completely bare and reached for the shirt and underwear I'd tossed nearby, about to pull them on, but the floor around me had been tidied.

I was sure there had been clothes scattered everywhere before we fell asleep last night.

"We said we'd clean up together..."

I muttered quietly and pulled a shirt and underwear from the drawer instead.

Yesterday I would've just walked out naked, grabbed Elli in a hug and kissed her, or pushed her against the kitchen counter while she was cooking. But I'd decided yesterday would be the last of that kind of chaos.

We couldn't stay holed up in the apartment forever, and we'd already promised to have friends over soon.

I shuffled out of the bedroom, face still half-asleep, body carrying a trace of fatigue from three days of too much of a good thing.

The moment I stepped out the door.

It was a two-room place but not a big one, so the living area and kitchen were visible all at once, and I spotted Elli immediately.

"......Ha."

The instant I saw her, heat rose through my body and I covered my face with both hands.

All through these past few days, every time Elli laid out a meal, she'd cooked wearing nothing but an apron.

That had been absolutely devastating in its own right. But right now, Elli was.

"......"

She hadn't even noticed I'd come out.

Leaning against the counter, a soft smile on her face, eyes cast downward, a cup of coffee in her hands, just drifting.

Not bare under an apron. Under a single white dress shirt.

My dress shirt.

It was big on her, barely covering everything that needed covering.

The top few buttons were undone, leaving her upper chest visible.

And there on that chest and the nape of her neck, the red marks I'd left on her were plainly on display.

The pure white of her skin from her thighs to her toes, those perfect long lines, caught and held the eye.

My girlfriend, who had been pressed against me until just a few hours ago.

Morning sunlight poured in through the window, and her platinum-blonde hair caught it and gleamed, brighter and lovelier than ever.

I was about to drift toward her like something drawn to a flame, but I turned myself around with superhuman restraint and headed for the bathroom.

I got through just the face wash and toothbrushing as fast as I could and came back out.

"Come here."

Elli opened both arms and called to me. She'd set her coffee cup to the side.

I trotted over like a puppy and wrapped her in a hug.

-Squeeze

Without anything on underneath, the shirt made her body feel shamefully vivid against me.

I held that sensation, that soft warmth, in my arms.

"...smooch, tsup..."

"Mm... mwah..."

A short morning kiss on her pretty rose-pink lips.

Then I looked at her face, which seemed so full of life it glowed, and we talked.

"Sleep well, Elli?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Me too. But I nearly cried when I woke up and you weren't there. Why'd you leave without waking me?"

"I tried, but you wouldn't get up, so I came out on my own."

"Oh, really? You tried? I had no idea."

"You were sleeping so hard I could've carried you away and you wouldn't have noticed. What was I supposed to do if you wouldn't wake up?"

"How'd you try to wake me, though? I'd normally be up pretty fast."

"I kissed your cheek and your ear and you didn't budge."

"A kiss? That hardly counts as trying to wake someone..."

"I also kneaded your butt and you still didn't move."

"That's..."

That didn't sound like waking someone up so much as Elli just doing whatever she wanted.

"So what. Are you saying I didn't do it right? You didn't wake up when I kissed you, so isn't that your fault?"

"...You know, you're right. That's on me."

"Hmph."

"But hey..."

"Now what."

"We said we'd clean up together, so why'd you do it without me?"

"I just put the clothes away."

"Still. We agreed to do it together. You said if I did it first I'd get in trouble..."

I said it with a playful pout, and Elli slid her eyes to the side.

Then.

"...Lee Do-yoon."

"Yeah?"

"What do you think of my outfit. Me wearing your dress shirt."

Just like that, she changed the subject. I could tell she was obviously trying to dodge it, but there was no way I wasn't going to share my thoughts on the boyfriend-shirt look.

"Insane. You look incredibly sexy. I don't think I can hold back right now."

"Liar. You're holding back just fine."

"I'm serious."

"Hmph. You've only kissed me once."

"Sorry. You haven't showered yet, right? Want to go to the bathroom together? I'll wash you from head to toe. You just stand there."

"And kisses?"

"I'll kiss you while I wash you."

"Is that all?"

"Hmm... I'll wash every corner thoroughly. All the way inside."

"Is that all?"

"...I'll leave kiss marks on the inside of your thighs too."

"Is that all?"

"......I love you, Elli. Want me to carry you? I'll hold you all the way to the bathroom."

"Hmph. Hurry up and hold me."

"Okay... oof!"

Elli threw her arms around my neck and clung to me, and I grabbed her thighs and lifted. Honestly she was a little heavy, but not so heavy I couldn't make it to the bathroom.

Like that.

"Mwaaah... mm... smack... tsup..."

While I was pouring all my effort into just walking, Elli started nibbling and licking and tasting my lips every which way.

I felt the soft, damp warmth of her and the faint trace of coffee, and we went into the bathroom together.

I washed her by hand without a bath towel, and we spent another heated stretch of time in there.

About two hours later.

After the very good time we'd had and a cozy shower to finish, we came out of the bathroom side by side.

Then I put a pair of dolphin shorts on Elli, who'd been planning to walk around in just her underwear.

Because if she walked around in only her underwear, no matter how tired my body was, I knew I wouldn't be able to keep a leash on myself.

If we went down that road again, it'd be no different from yesterday.

It turned out the same rule applied to me, though.

"You put on proper pants too. Sweatpants, shorts, something."

"Hm? These are comfortable... and honestly for a guy, underwear and shorts are basically the same thing, so..."

"Put them on. Before I eat you alive. Stop shaking your hips at me."

"...Yes."

Elli had been looking at my lower half with a burning stare, so I had no choice but to pull on a pair of sweatpants.

Dressed, we started the big clean.

Three days of eating, sleeping, and having sex in every corner of the place had left the apartment in rough shape.

Especially.

"Even with a towel down, the sheets still got soaked."

"A little of that can't be helped. But the blanket... should I run to the coin laundry and throw it in a wash?"

"Go ahead. The pillowcases too. I'll start on the towels here."

"We should probably buy more towels, right? The ones we used in the bathroom just now were the last of them."

"...Yeah. Let's stock up a bit. Wear your long padding coat on the way out. It's cold."

"Got it."

The things that were hard to say out loud had done a number on the blanket, the sheets, and the towels we'd laid down underneath, and the whole situation was a mess. Enough to make me worry we'd be doing laundry constantly from now on.

We probably wouldn't have quite this many wild days going forward, but honestly I couldn't swear there'd be none.

Anyway. Laundry, tidying, sweeping the floor, mopping.

Housework was genuinely exhausting when you tackled it properly, but even that was fun.

Because it was with Elli.

-Tug

"Elli? What?"

"Need a recharge."

"Already? It's only been five minutes."

"Want to die? I lasted five minutes on a three-minute battery."

"Oh, really? Then this time I'll give you a five-minute one."

"Hurry... mwah..."

In between tasks she kept tugging on my sleeve and begging for a kiss, saying she needed to recharge, and that was incredibly cute too.

Then eventually I hit my limit.

My girlfriend in dolphin shorts and a t-shirt, her figure completely on display.

A girlfriend who kept coming to me and asking for kisses on top of that. There was only so long my patience could hold.

And to make it worse, she'd pulled her hair up in a ponytail because she was sweating, and that left her neck exposed, which made everything even harder.

So right as the cleaning was winding down, I came up behind her and pulled her in.

-Tight...!

Hard.

Pressing my body flush against hers.

Kissing right next to her ear.

"Smooch... Elli."

"Nh... what is it..."

"I can't hold back anymore."

I wasn't asking for permission. Just telling her what I wanted. We'd already agreed that when either of us wanted the other, we didn't ask. We'd promised to just reach for each other whenever.

I'd meant to hold it together today, but we'd just finished a full cleaning session, so once seemed fine.

At the honest want in my voice, Elli gently stroked the arms wrapped around her waist and said.

"We don't have towels right now, so that's not happening."

"...Then?"

"Sit on the sofa. I'll take care of you."

Huh?

Oh, well...

That is... take care of me means...

"...We don't need a condom then?"

"We don't."

Elli tapped her own lips and went on.

"Because I'm going to use these."

She gave me that teasing smile, and somewhere inside I was crying grateful tears.

So this is what living together with a girlfriend is, I thought.

* * *

After the big clean with Elli, receiving that wonderfully generous service, then being affectionate all over again.

As evening drew near.

I was messaging my friends for the first time in a while, or sort of messaging them, more like.

I sat on the sofa and could not stop staring at Elli.

"Hmm, hm-hmm~"

Elli was cooking with a little hum.

Not the bare-under-an-apron look, which was a shame, but dolphin shorts and an apron was its own kind of wonderful.

I watched her with a dopey grin, and before I knew it dinner was ready.

I settled happily into a chair at the table.

"Finish every bite or you're dead. Understood?"

"I would never leave anything. I cleaned my plate yesterday and the day before."

"Hmph. Good. Keep it up."

I smiled off the adorable threat.

"Thanks for the food. Thank you every day, Elli."

"I told you not to just say it with words."

-Smooch!

"Thank you. I love you."

"Not enough. Finish eating and pay me back properly later."

"Deal."

Even before we ate.

"Are you picking out the vegetables again? Open up."

"Ahh... nom..."

"You're not a kid. Look at you, only eating when I feed you."

"Because it tastes so much better when you feed it to me. Can you do it again?"

"...Open."

"Ahhhh~"

Even in the middle of eating.

"I'll do the dishes."

"It's fine. You're in the way, go sit down."

"I said I'll do them~"

"I said I'm doing them. Are you listening?"

"Hmm... should I stand behind you and hug you then? Oh, would that be annoying?"

"...It's not annoying. Just hold on quietly."

"Can I kiss your neck?"

"You can."

"Here I come... smooch..."

"Hft..."

Even after we were done eating.

It never seemed to end.

Our time, sweet and snug and just ours.

Now that we were finally adults.

Now that it was finally just the two of us.

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